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What comes after knowing the evil within...
Blood stains...
The trail stops at this puddle.
What a dangerous night.
What a curious skill, kicking nothing but air to change direction.
Death to the gifted.
An eternal slumber in the soil, from which there is no awakening.
A gifted-hunter.
If I'm not your only target,
I'll have to stop you.
You can't reach me.
You'll never reach me.
No matter how masterful you may be in martial arts,
you can't evade an attack outside of your awareness.
An attack from an empty dead-end...
You seem to have detected my bloodlust.
But this is adequate.
Inescapable death awaits everywhere.
For example, by gunshot, by disease, by loneliness,
and by poison.
Stop!
It is a good, moonlit night to die.
Episode 33
The Masked Assassin
Is it true that the president was attacked?!
Yeah.
He survived, but he's unconscious and suffering mysterious symptoms.
He isn't improving, even with Yosano-sensei's abilities.
There have been a lot of similar attacks recently.
Gifted being attacked at night, with no one around to see.
Some have already died.
What do we know about the attacker?
Only that they use an unknown ability
and that they wear a mask.
A masked assassin.
Of course, the attacker may be dead before we start running around.
Atsushi-kun, which organization do you think stands to lose the most
if a gifted-killer were to go on a massacre in town?
The Gifted Special Operations Division.
In this town, it's the opposite.
It's the Port Mafia.
For the Port Mafia, masters of the night,
the relentless killing of the gifted on whom their existence depends
is an insult akin to having a knife swung around at their nose.
If one of the Port Mafia were to fall victim...
Their credibility would come tumbling down.
But will they take action before there are any casualties?
The first to make a move wins.
That's what Mori-san would always say.
I guarantee they will act.
They may have even discovered the attacker's hideout by now.
We were a moment too late.
Boss, the hideout is an empty shell.
So they're good at playing tag.
Come on, Rintarou!
That's all right.
As proud as they may be of their quick feet,
Rintarou!
Rintarou, Rintarou!
they cannot run from the night forever.
Rintarou!
Are we going to the sweets shop yet?
We're almost there, Elise-chan.
But first, one more place.
Another clothes shop?!
This is the fifteenth one!
It's a short distance by car.
I could die happy, right now, if you came with me.
Fine, I'll go. Happy?
Boss.
Boss!
Right, where were we?
Has the trap been set as planned?
Yes.
The assassin will soon make his next attack.
That's when we'll catch him.
Thanks for waiting, Elise-chan.
All right, let's go!
The alleyway where the president was attacked,
and the blood stains that the president first saw.
An unidentified puddle of blood.
An attack from an empty dead-end...
and the ability to walk on air.
That makes sense.
I know who the attacker is.
This seriously sucks.
Thanks, Elise-chan.
But I-I can't breathe.
Whatever.
Ow, ow...
It's me.
As you expected, our prey has taken the bait.
Then give him a good bite.
The first to make a move always wins.
The vehicle detonation signal came from Area C-33.
Bloodshed?
Death.
For gifted, the slumber of death.
To think that the rabbit being hunted would show its face...
Are you the gifted-killer?
For the resurrection of my beloved,
I carry out this contract of death.
You kill for someone's sake.
Is that your goal?
I can't say it's not beautiful.
But without strength, you're just a howling animal!
So you're the gifted-killer.
The Guild's Irmรฃo.
Nathaniel.
What the...
Ah!
Is it an accident?
No one's hurt!
Just the car!
It's burning...
At the shopping mall?
Yeah
This is a scoop!
Seriously? I can't see anything.
Look at all these gawkers.
Maybe we made too much of a commotion.
Are you all right?
We received word that a car exploded.
Oh, not to worry, officer.
My daughter here just put some orange juice in the gas tank.
What?!
She said she wanted mister car to try some.
Right, Elise-chan?
Obviously Not.
It was an accident?
Your clothes appear burnt.
Are you hurt?
We're fine.
See? We're doing great.
That's a problem.
You!
Stop!
What the?!
Elise-chan!
I lost him.
The excessive number of gawkers was his doing, as well.
Your ability, The Scarlet Letter, allows you to manipulate blood.
You affix the blood writing to nothingness, allowing you to walk on the air.
And this...
is what was behind your unmanned attacks.
Firing words from the puddle of blood.
That's quite a devious skill you've acquired, for a straight-laced man of God.
Rashoumon...
Jaws of Endless Gates!
Jaws of Endless Gates
You said this was for the resurrection of your beloved.
So you're doing this is for that woman.
The woman I defeated in combat at the port.
You?
Who are you?
My hat is missing.
Is this what you're looking for?
Hey, demon Fyodor.
It's you.
I haven't seen you since Mukurotoride.
A double-pronged attack that used the masked man as bait.
I expected as much from you,
so I took the liberty of figuring out your escape route and waiting.
How do I look?
Terrible.
Oh, fine.
Have it back, then.
This has your name written all over it.
You tinkered with a poor priest's head and turned him into an assassin,
and had him attack the leaders of two organizations.
And what business do you have with me today?
I think I'll have you tell me what poison you used on my boss.
I know what your goal is.
In order to obtain the book you need, you'll purge Yokohama of all its gifted.
But you Rats don't have the manpower to burn down
the entirety of Yokohama the way the Guild did.
That's why you tried to assassinate the heads of the Detective Agency and the Port Mafia.
Why do you think that?
Because that's what I would do.
So we're two-of-a-kind.
Very well.
I'll tell you.
The poison I used is a cannibalizing ability.
What is this?
It's a viral ability belonging to a certain criminal.
A minuscule supernatural lifeform grows to maturity in 48 hours
and eats through the two hosts' bodies.
However, if one of the hosts dies, the ability stops.
To save the president,
the only option is to kill the other host, Mori-san.
You'll have to give up trying to nullify the ability.
To try to find the virus hiding within
the vital organs and touch it directly is suicidal.
What will you do?
Will you discuss it with the Port Mafia?
Son of a !
Two days?!
So it's a scheme to make the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia crush each other.
Big sis...
Do you plan to fight the Detective Agency?
You'll be playing right into the mastermind's hands.
I'll pummel the mastermind.
Still...
Two days isn't enough time.
People are sinful and foolish.
Even knowing that it's part of a trap, they can't help but kill each other.
Someone must cleanse them of that sin,
thus I seek the book.
Just like this.
A sniper...
He predicted my actions, too.
I directed him not to shoot your vital organs.
I need you to carry out your role, which is to report the conflict with the Port Mafia.
You said we're two-of-a-kind.
We are the same kind, but there's just one difference
to the way we think.
You're right that people are all sinful and foolish.
But isn't that what's so great?
You knew about the sniper, didn't you?
You came here knowing that, in order to obtain information.
The book is a single-volume novel.
A piece of literature wherein whatever is written becomes reality.
Yes. I'll be using that book to create
a world without sin... Without gifted.
Go ahead.
Give it a try.
Dazai-san!
Where'd he go?
He said he was going to investigate something around here.
Well, then,
we'll meet again in the promised land.
Dazai-san.
Dazai-san!
Fukuzawa-sensei and Mori-sensei...
This is fate.
The president's examination is finished.
It sounds like the enemy's warning was true.
The ability is draining the life out of him.
I'm not sure whether he'll regain consciousness or not.
So it was true.
Let's save the president, Kunikida-san.
Let's kill the Port Mafia's boss!
That's the only way!
It's true that we absolutely must prevent the president's death.
But...
Dazai is currently undergoing surgery for the bullet wound at another hospital.
There's no way we can fight the Port Mafia without him.
Kunikida-san!
Yosano-sensei, where's Rampo-san?
Keeping the president company.
He was devastated.
I don't blame him.
This is bad!
The Port Mafia has surrounded the building!
Sorry, Detective Agency.
It's nothing personal today.
Give me your boss' head,
and you won't have to die.
They're already here?!
They're holding the front and back entrances.
They are the masters of raids and killing, after all.
What's our plan?
Ideals
What do we do?
The enemy is likely well-prepared and ready to charge in, regardless of casualties.
Worse, they know our abilities.
If we fight them without a plan, people will die.
Ideals
But what plan can I come up with in this panic?
Stay calm, Kunikida.
You call yourself the president's apprentice?
Rampo-san...
Are you all right?
The president told us to get a grip.
He's regained consciousness?
No.
But I could hear him.
Give us our orders, Acting President.
I'll deduce any information we need.
Gifted guards spotted in front of the Detective Agency's hospital room.
A blonde child.
It's that brat again.
Physical attacks do almost nothing to him.
They're playing their trump card right off the bat.
Of course, they're probably trying to buy time to get the boss out.
Report. It's not just the child.
Kunikida, the weretiger...
Almost the entirety of the Detective Agency's main force is defending the hospital room.
What?
They're going full-force already?
We'll respond with our top men.
Send Akutagawa and the Black Lizard over from the perimeter team.
Want to do this one by one?
Or should we all go at it at once?
Well?
I don't mind either way.
Next: Episode 34
Cannibalism (Part 1)
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