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Yeah, I'm on my way now.

We still don't know the full details,

but there's only one guard on the job, two at most, so it'll be easy.

You sure about that?

Yeah, I might've just picked this info up…

but it checks out.

Got it.

Contact the Disposal Unit.

Roger that!

I looked over the books…

and there ain't no way we can squeeze any money outta them.

Well, if we don't figure something out, the boss is gonna beat the shit out of us.

- Huh? - Who're you?

Who the hell are you, asshole?

Hey, old man!

I said, "Who the hell are you?"

Got a light?

No, I ain't got a goddamn light!

I see.

What the hell is he after?

It's obvious, right?

What?

The extermination of irredeemables.

Dammit!

Shit!

Why him?

The hitman who'll kill anyone if the money's right!

"If the money's right"?

That's news to me.

I make it a rule to only kill irredeemables.

Huh?

I'm sorry.

Please just spare my life.

Die!

Damn, 25 guys, huh?

Impressive as always!

- Kotatsu Nekota… - Yeah?

If I recall, you told me there was one guard, two at most, right?

M-My bad!

But still, you managed to take them all out anyway!

As you'd expect of the legendary hitman!

Say that again, and our partnership is over.

I'll watch my mouth!

Not much in here, huh?

A wasp nest?

Hey, Boss…

wouldja mind giving me a ride back?

I don't mind.

While we're at it, wanna grab something to eat?

Sounds good!

OPEN

Here you go.

Can't take hot food.

Damn, this is good!

How much garlic are you putting in there?

It's fine. Ain't anybody here I need to mind my manners around.

Okay, I'm heading in!

Yeah.

I'm sorry!

You're fine.

I-I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

I've never been good with kids.

I never know how I'm supposed to talk to them.

If I'd been a little better at that sort of thing, maybe…

Maybe now…

things would be…

What should I have done?

I still don't know.

Hell, I don't even know what I should've said.

We don't even have anything in common. No shared interests, nothing.

-Work is all I've got. - Papa!

And I only do it 'cause I'm good. It's not like I love my job.

What a boring life I've had.

Boss!

I'll leave the key here!

Okay.

Hey, I'm gonna use your bathroom!

Then do me a favor and clean it while you're in there.

Ow!

A wasp?

Shit!

I've never seen one like this before!

Boss!

Stay with me!

Kozue…

Nope, I've got no idea!

Where am I?

Oh, you're awake?

Eri…

Then this is…

Yep. My lab.

Sorry to hit you with this the second you wake up,

but could you answer a few quick questions?

Yeah.

Your full name and affiliation?

Juzo Ogami.

Z.O.O. Assassin Syndicate.

And me?

Eri Wanibuchi.

Chief of Z.O.O.'s science division and my…

ex-wife.

Well, your memory seems fine.

Your vitals were stable,

but when they brought you in, you already looked like that.

So, yeah, I was worried.

It looks like the cause was wasp venom.

A wasp?

Oh, right, there was a nest.

Hmm?

I only figured it out afterward…

but the company your target was dealing with

was a firm that also researches genetic manipulation in living organisms.

In other words, that was no ordinary wasp.

What the hell? Who is that?

Wait, me?

I mean, me as a kid?

I'll change back, right?

Tell me I can change back!

No clue.

Come on!

You're the organization's resident genius, Eri!

Yeah, but this isn't exactly something you can analyze that easily.

More importantly…

my voice is so high!

And my skin's all smooth, too.

Good for you.

Good for you?

The hell it is!

Well, for now, all we can do is keep an eye on it.

Looks like you've got no choice but to take a break from work.

What?

That's a problem!

I've got a mortgage, a car payment and child support, too!

Well, I have a job, so I'm good on my end.

Heartless!

So, anyway, when I told the boss about it--

Oh, speak of the devil.

Yeah?

Oh, is that really you, Juzo?

Yeah. The voice is higher, but it's me.

Yeah.

Sounds like things have gotten pretty strange.

I'm fine, though.

I can still do the job even looking like this.

Sign me up.

I figured you'd say that.

As it happens, I've got the perfect assignment for you.

I need you to attend middle school.

Huh?

Actually…

I'm thinking of enrolling my daughter in a certain private middle school next year.

I want you to slip in there and investigate the place from the inside.

Hey! What is this, doting-dad nonsense?

Don't dress it up like a real assignment!

All you really mean is

"I wanna know what kind of school my daughter's gonna be going to," right?

Sounds fine to me.

You only made it through elementary school anyway, didn't you?

Yeah, but that doesn't mean I wanna go back now!

Maybe I am a doting father.

Don't try to make it sound cool!

But it is a job.

I'll pay you.

SATURDAY, APRIL 11TH

Oh!

I like the look!

I feel like I'm cosplaying or something.

What's with the glasses?

They've got an earpiece and a camera built in!

Seeing as you're a washed-up old man on the inside,

I'll be backing you up for now!

You're not wrong, but you're saying it way too bluntly, Zoomer.

This is a disaster.

I'm bad with kids, so why the hell am I going to middle school?

But it's for the money.

Beggars can't be choosers.

Well then, congratulations on your admission to Rikka Middle School!

At our school…

So, I want to join the basketball team and do my best.

Nice to meet you!

Isn't he kinda cute?

Totally!

Okay, next.

Uh…

I'm Juzo Ogami.

Nice to meet you.

That's all.

Huh?

Pass.

He's gloomy as hell.

That intro sucked, Boss!

Y-You little…

Blending in with the class is part of the job, too!

Uh, actually, I guess I'll say a little more.

Hobbies…

None.

Special skill…

Sniping?

SELF-INTRODUCTION

Guns?

Huh? Is he at war or something?

That's a garbage answer, Boss!

No! Airsoft!

Fake guns, obviously!

Yeah, I'm into survival games!

Oh…

That kind of kid.

Either way, he's definitely a loser.

Yeah, he seems super gloomy.

Okay, next.

That's finally over.

If day one's already like this, I'm not looking forward to what's ahead.

…and then he actually talked back.

Oh, sorry, otaku boy.

C'mon!

He'll snipe you.

I'm so scared!

Want me to take them out, Boss?

No, leave it.

Sorry to keep you waiting!

Omurice is served!

Dig in!

Why the hell are you cooking at my place?

Hey, this is good!

If I didn't,

you'd chow down on a giant bowl of garlic-loaded ramen, right?

A middle schooler who reeks of garlic is gonna get ostracized in no time.

That self-intro was seriously so god-awful, even I was put off!

Obviously, you need to keep your identity hidden,

but also make sure you do not get into any trouble

that could get you suspended or expelled!

Bottom line, if you can't keep going to school, your income drops to zero!

You get ready for tomorrow yet?

What are you, my mom?

What exactly am I supposed to be getting ready for besides the assignment?

Uh, school is supposed to be a place where you go to study.

We'll be starting lessons today.

If there's anything you don't understand, raise your hand.

All right, open your textbooks.

Study, huh?

When I was a kid…

I got taken in by the organization and put through training.

I got thrown straight into the field.

Even so, I've still managed to make it this far.

I'm 39. I've been through it all…

been married, and I've even got a daughter.

At this point in my life, studying is just…

First, positive numbers.

The one, two, three and so on that you've been using in everyday life.

And now, a new concept.

Numbers…

I always thought they just kept going up.

There's a whole world of negative numbers, too?

That's incredible!

All right, that's it for today.

Make sure you review the material and don't forget your homework.

HOW TO USE A MICROSCOPE

This is fun!

Studying!

Math, science, social studies, language arts, all of it!

Learning things I never knew before…

understanding them on a deeper level!

GOD OF STUDY

I can't help feeling excited!

Have I spent all this time deliberately trying not to think,

just keeping my head down and doing the job?

Is this the backlash from that?

Every little thing I'm being taught

is hitting me harder than even a glass of whiskey after a job well done!

Boss!

Dinner's read--

W-What's wrong?

This has turned into a serious problem.

Huh?

Middle school coursework…

is so damn fun, I can't stand it!

I have no idea why that's supposed to be a problem.

I finished my review and homework in no time.

And then I went ahead and did tomorrow's prep, too!

Wow, those classes really got their hooks in you.

What's for dinner?

Mackerel in miso.

DHA's supposed to be good for studying.

You're careless with the details at work,

but you're surprisingly meticulous at cooking.

See you later!

What should I do?

Today was a blast, too!

Social studies especially.

It was like,

"Oh, so that's what that was. I've seen places like that on the job before."

When it connects to your own life experience, it makes it even better!

Boss, you should probably head home soon.

Still…

I'm not good with kids.

I wanna get back to my old body already.

-Is it me, or is it noisy over there? - Huh?

Everyone, get back inside the building immediately!

Oh, right.

PANDA MASK

Seriously? He took him down with one flying kick?

Who is that guy?

How's he so crazy athletic?

- This is hilarious! - Uh, wait.

He's coming this way.

- He's coming right at us! - No way!

Okay, I've decided.

Behold all that I am!

S-Screw you!

Go get arrested already!

Don't worry!

I'm confident I can get away.

Even if I do get caught, I'm prepared for that!

Even if it all ends here, that's fine.

I'll give you everything I've got.

- Gross! - What the hell is with that guy?

- You disgusting pervert panda freak! - Springtime, huh?

Aren't those the two girls who copped that attitude with you?

You don't owe them any help.

Why not just leave 'em? It's not like they're gonna die.

Yeah, true.

But still, those two are about the same age as my daughter.

Huh?

I'm a grown-ass man.

JAPANESE LITERATURE

As far as I'm concerned, whether I help somebody because I owe them one

or don't because I don't, that kind of petty crap doesn't matter.

W-Wait, you absolutely can't blow your cover!

Yeah, I know.

Huh?

I see! A smokescreen with chalk!

And damn, that quick draw is insane!

Would you mind shutting up for a second?

Who's there?

Huh?

I meant to drop him with one punch.

This guy's not actually strong, but…

Oh, right. It's because I turned into a kid.

W-Who are you?

If that's how it's gonna be…

then we're all going out with a bang together!

Wait, where the hell did you even pull that out of?

This is way past playing with fire.

If you pull something like that again, I'll take your head.

Not that one.

Huh?

Wait, the one who saved us…

Ota…

Ogami?

Huh?

N-Nope.

Some total stranger just happened to pass by and beat him up.

I'm just an ordinary first-year middle school student

who comes to school to study like a normal kid!

- Huh? - Huh?

So, yeah!

I'm off!

See you tomorrow!

Huh?

Why's he collapsed?

- Did he blow himself up? - Hey!

Stand back!

The explosive device was homemade by the suspect…

and the identity of the person who rescued the students remains unknown.

Yikes!

So, stuff like this really happens, huh?

I guess so.

Police are also investigating whether he may be connected to other crimes.

Hey, after this, let's all go hang out!

I'm in!

Me, too!

Why don't we just make a class group chat while we're at it?

Sounds good!

I'm in, too.

Send me your handle.

That just leaves…

Oh.

Him?

It's probably fine.

He doesn't seem like the type who'd be into that stuff anyway.

By all means, ignore me.

- Honestly, that works for me, too. - No, let's just ask him.

Yeah, we can't just decide on our own to leave him out, right?

- Huh? - Exactly.

No, I mean, I'm totally fine with it.

They made a class group chat.

Wanna join?

And, uh…

I think, probably…

thanks for the other day.

Thanks.

I really don't care about the group chat thing, though.

Well…

whatever.

Just now…

What is with this insanely fast pace?

There's no way I can keep up,

and the notifications just keep coming!

How do I make it stop?

Okay, I'm sorry already!

Please have mercy!

This is hopeless.

Middle school is brutal.

Well, old guys do type pretty slow.

Want a cigarette?

I quit.

Besides, ever since ending up in this body,

I can't handle booze or cigarettes anymore.

But still…

I feel way better than I ever did after finishing one of my old jobs.

For now, I guess…

I'll keep at it a little longer.

All right.

Time to do my homework.

What is it, Eri?

It's about that wasp that stung you.

The thing doesn't exist in nature.

It was an artificially created wasp.

And the company that made it was Mitsuoka Pharmaceuticals.

It's grown rapidly over the last ten years

and is now the second-largest company in the country.

And get this.

Believe it or not,

the daughter of its president is in your class.

If you can make contact with her,

you might be able to gain some useful information.

Her name is…

Noren Mitsuoka.

Mornin'.

Morning!