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And now

it's time to get to work.

BABY ASSASSINS EVERYDAY!

BABY ASSASSINS EVERYDAY!

He came out.

It's a success!

Somehow

I couldn't kill her.

For whatever reason

I couldn't kill her.

You couldn't kill her?

That's not good enough, Mr. Miyahara.

We've been at this for six years.

Six years.

I remember now

why I accepted this job.

That woman became a company president at a young age.

She stepped on the heads of many

and even drove people in her way to suicide.

That's how she grew her company.

But now that she's retired

she lives as if none of those sins ever happened.

I thought she deserved to die.

But today, when I saw her

she was nothing more

than a lonely old woman.

Just another ordinary woman.

I couldn't do it.

I don't care about any of that!

Any of it!

An assassin must kill.

Isn't that your job?

Today...

I'd like to be alone.

Damn it!

Excuse me.

Our commitment ends today.

Please arrange our trip home

and I'd also like to discuss our pay.

Is now the right time?

There is

no money.

Honestly speaking.

Yes.

"There is no money?" Excuse me?

That can't be right.

There is

no money!

You're not making sense!

The system won't allow it!

The guild sends the money as a reward for a successful kill.

I had planned to split it with you all as remuneration.

But she wasn't killed.

Mr. Miyahara

"couldn't do it."

So the money won't be sent, okay?

End of story!

What's with that attitude?

Do you know how much it costs to lease all those clothes?

If there's no money, then crawl on your belly and beg for it!

Why me? Why would you say that to me?

It was Mr. Miyahara who didn't kill her!

Why am I the one who always gets attacked?

Besides

it wasn't my mistake alone.

You all caused plenty of trouble!

Not wanting to dye your hair! Removing fish bones on your own!

Ridiculous acting demands!

I'm not the only one responsible!

Every one of you had problems of your own!

It's bullshit!

You're all full of shit!

- Bullshit! - Don't take it out on us!

You chose this job on your own, didn't you?

Well?

Then deal with your own mistakes!

- Yes? - Who's full of shit?

Fights like this between adults are the worst.

I don't care who wins. Just let us go home.

It's your job to manage Miyahara, asshole!

I...

forgot that I bought that AI-powered attack drone.

An AI-powered attack drone?

Yes.

The AI does everything for you, from the controls to the kill itself.

Just now, the target home...

was blown to bits.

TARGET: YOKO MATSUMOTO

The times call

for AI and drones.

There! My work is done!

It's over!

We can finally go home.

Well, I'm just glad we'll get paid.

That's all.

The only thing you can trust is money.

You said it.

The only thing you can trust is money.

Mr. Miyahara, once again, you've outdone yourself.

I'm truly impressed.

I didn't do a thing.

The drone did everything for me.

- Don't be silly. - Have you reconsidered retirement?

Well, as long as I have this, I should be able to continue.

From now on

this machine is my companion.

My partner.

- We might out of work soon too. - It's the age of AI, after all.

Natsume.

For all these years

you've really had it hard.

You should take a vacation. I know you must be tired.

Give yourself

a long rest.

I've served you for six whole years.

I was always by your side.

Do I really deserve to lose my work to an AI drone?

Mr. Miyahara.

Did you ever call me

your companion or partner?

Not even once.

The others and I worked ourselves sick.

Why?

Is this the result of six years of work?

If I may, this time, you've gone too far!

Natsume, apologize to Mr. Miyahara!

Calm down.

Don't you have anything to say

Mr. Miyahara?

AI

could make

a proper kamameshi bento.

- Gosh! - What the...

I can't take this anymore.

That's it. I'm going to branch out on my own.

Good idea.

- Hire me too! - Sure.

In that case, let's invite Natsume.

I can't help but feel sorry for him.

I agree.

- Natsume would be a big help. - Then it's decided.

- What? Good afternoon, sir. - Good afternoon!

What's the matter?

Oh, Natsume! We were just talking about you!

Takei!

This wasn't in my script!

I'm sorry, Natsume. You've had it rough, haven't you?

Go, drone, go! Kill him!

What? It flew away.

Where's it going? Drone!

What?

The button. Which button?

The manual. Where's the manual?

I don't have a manual!

I want to live

a little longer.

Please don't kill me.

Please don't kill me.

Hello, sir. I'm Kei Natsume from the Assassins' Guild.

I'll support your killing in any way I can.

Thank you for the opportunity.

No, there's no mistake.

Natsume killed Mr. Miyahara.

Understood. I order you to liquidate him.

Please kill Kei Natsume.

Roger.

I never knew

I could fight like this.

It's your first time? That's pretty impressive, Natsume.

You're way stronger than most.

I see.

I wish I'd noticed sooner.

Is this the end?

Damn it.

I spent six years on this.

That bastard

went on about kamameshi bento to the very end.

I owe you both an apology

for involving you in this shit show.

It must have been hard.

I'm sorry.

I'm truly sorry.

Forget it.

You had it worst of all.

It may have been a shit show

but that's not your fault alone.

You did your best, right?

I see.

We'll...

apologize on his behalf.

Sorry.

I'm truly sorry.

I can finally sleep.

He must have been under a lot of pent-up stress.

You could say he was caught in the middle.

Yes, I think the kamameshi bento was pretty hard on him.

So Kei Natsume went on a rampage and fired multiple shots.

Gosh!

Wait.

Doesn't Mr. Miyahara get his own car?

Isn't there a proper order?

Shouldn't Mr. Miyahara go first?

Out of respect?

Respect for what?

A corpse is a corpse.

They're all equal.

- Let's go. - Right.

Wait a minute!

- Coming through. - You can't do this!

Mr. Susano

was Natsume's mentor.

I see.

Good work.

You must be tired.

No.

Thank you for coming.

There won't be work for a while. Get some rest.

You'll receive word about job rotation during your break.

- Job... - Job what?

What's that?

Assignment to sales or auditing for experience's sake.

What?

That's a thing?

You'll be contacted. Find out more then.

Have a good day.

- Have a good day. - Have a good day.

Excuse me.

There may have been a way

to stop Natsume from dying.

And...

You two did your job.

That's all.

Understood.

We'll be going.

I haven't seen social media in two weeks.

How's it look?

The first thing I saw was a fight between some small-time influencers.

I shouldn't have bothered.

Yes.

Why is there so much conflict in the world?

- I hate it. - It's enough to drive you mad.

Oh, that reminds me.

- My niece is turning four. - Yes?

- And we're going to get together. - Yes?

And they said to invite you if you want to come.

What?

Want to come?

- To your family home? - Yes.

- I'll go. - You will?

Really?

- I'm glad! - Sure, I'll go.

- Yes! - Yes!

Okay, listen up!

We're getting a new recruit next week.

For real?

A newcomer?

Yes, she was originally someone who worked in the field.

It should be fun.

ASSASSIN PROFILE CHISATO SUGIMOTO, MAHIRO FUKAGAWA

Well, that's not my job, is it?

Are you sure the sales team didn't mess up the hand off?

Bye.

Yes? What is it?

What?

Mr. Miyahara

is dead?

Yes!

All right!

That old fart is finally dead!

Mr. Miyahara?

Never mind that. Is it true I'm being paired again?

I prefer to work alone.

I'm home!

Mahiro!

Summer at home means barley tea.

This is the age of AI after all.

Oh, slish-slash and stuff?

That's too serious for a kid.

PREVIEW OF NEXT EPISODE

Mom.

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