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I hide the recessiveness I'm made to sneer at

It's why it's significant that I'm standing here

The reason why I search now, not backing down from established fact,

remains the same—the light that stirs my cells

There's a ringing in my ears so loud it's wasting me

Have to open my eyes slowly

Wills that cling to something so hard

they can't decide what to forfeit

Even if the world holds no answers

This breaking voice of mine

The anti-Twilights are not that bright.

For people who want to do something about you so badly

that they can't control themselves,

they really don't know how to get the job done.

The reasons why you vermin never quite completely kick the bucket

is because there's a nice young lady who keeps feeding you.

So now...

Papa!

This would be the quickest way, right?

That was pretty good for your first time.

T-Thank you...

very much.

Very well.

I hear you are a prostitute.

One of my people said that they saw you in the off-limits zone a number of times.

Yes...

Seeing as how your head is still attached,

you must possess some seriously good fortune.

Going by Inspector Adkins and the Handymen, you seem nice enough.

Come to think of it, one of our own prostitutes quit

and her room is available.

You seem to be pretty handy in that area.

I'm kidding.

My mom was a prostitute, too.

She lived on the streets until my father fell in love at first sight and married her.

She was the first diva who sang here. See?

That's a photo of her.

She's pretty.

I've often been told that she was a fine woman.

However...

she died a vain death soon after I was born.

Unlike you, she escaped from the TB-induced hallucinations.

Miss, you have a visitor from the Monroe Family.

I'll be right there.

Long time no see, Ivan Glaziev.

Miss Crisitano, Boss Monroe asked me to deliver this.

My! This much?

Oh, that Uncle Danny!

Something smells like blood.

I was disposing of some bodies on another matter

and came here directly from there.

How about it, partner? Anyone still there from the anti-Twilights?

Don't see anyone...

No signals, either.

All right, we've pretty much driven them off, then.

What do you say we head back to Bastard for a while?

Nic, come with me.

No way.

You go on forever when you start drinking.

Hey! Nic!

Why, you! What are you thinking?

W-What's going on?

Somebody died.

Marco!

Don't just stand there gaping! Tend to the injured.

Move the body out of sight of the children.

R-Right.

Tch. Useless idiots.

Why would Twilights start preying on each other?

They couldn't be in the anti-Twilight faction, right?

Miss!

I can pretty much guess that you didn't do this of your own free will.

I'm the one you were after, right?

I feel for you, I really do.

But even though you should have gone straight for me,

you set your hand against my men and the Twilights that depend on me.

Tell me the name of the ringleader.

I shall grant you forgiveness if you do.

If you don't tell me, I will kill you right here

and feed you to the dogs.

That'll do, Onii-san.

Now lemme have these.

How did he get in here?

W-We'll be killed!

Run!

Wait!

N-No! Wait, everyone! Calm down!

Miss!

Alex!

Galahad, you take it from here! I'll see to these two!

Yeah!

Kill them.

What happened?

Bastard came under attack.

The whole club is a mess!

That kid must seriously have some screws loose to do what he did!

"That kid"?

He's just a little boy, but he went around killing Twilights

and stealing their tags!

It couldn't be...

Nic!

Go on ahead and stall for time!

I'll be right there!

Watch yourself. We're probably dealing with...

Roger.

How am I going to cover the repair costs for this?

She's gonna chew me out again—

Hey, you've gotta be kidding...

Hey, you're late.

Sorry.

Onii-san, give me back my tags!

Will you get angry if I say no?

You're mean.

It smells. It smells like fresh blood.

The smell of Twilight blood. The smell of flesh.

The smell of him.

It makes me sick.

Take this.

It's loaded.

I-I don't like guns.

It's for self-defense. Do you want to be unarmed at a time like this?

I'll show you out the back.

You'll exit through there, Alex. Understood?

But then, you'll be...

The observers are gone.

What are the government's people doing?

No way...

There's an emergency door up ahead.

Once you're down, take the back alley and go left.

You'll come to the street where the Handymen are.

W-Wait!

It's too dangerous to go alone—

Nee-chan...

I'll be fine by myself.

I'll make sure I do it. Okay?

This kid isn't wearing tags.

If he's a Twilight, he's long since attracted the government's notice

and is under surveillance.

There's no way he doesn't know we're with the Four Fathers.

Don't tell me he's a hunter?

Hey!

Give me back my tags! I'll get in trouble without them!

I can't give them back because they belong to the Cristiano Family to begin with.

We're not obliged to give them to you.

Then I don't need them anymore.

I'll just take yours, misters!

His power really is equal to or even greater than Galahad's.

Not to mention his speed. He's extremely dangerous.

But on the inside he's just a child!

You bastard!

Go easy horsing around with adults!

All right!

Well done, Marco!

Galahad, bring as many Downers from the storehouse as you can!

Mikhail, are you finished?

Huh?

What the...?

I've seen that girl before.

Erica, you know what? These people are strong.

They took all the tags I collected.

Help me, Erica!

I see.

Oh, crap!

Get your head down!

Galahad!

Southwest wind...

Huh?

That's not a tag.

This person's a Normal, Erica.

His blood doesn't smell like a Twilight's.

Get your filthy hands off to it,

you fucking brat!

You got it dirty.

Hey!

Hey, hey, hey...

Stop!

Get away! Don't do anything further to my man!

I'll fucking kill you!

Miss!

You mustn't! Run!

Delico, the boss said we're going out for dinner.

We'll swing by the director's place on the way back.

While we're at it, we'll drop in on everyone and...

Hey, are you listening, Delico?

She's the spitting image.

Both of her eyes are blue.

Gutsier than her brother is.

Highly skilled.

When Chad-san hears about this, he's gonna flip.

Hey, this is crazy!

Brown-san, she's too much for you to handle!

Back down, faker!

Faker?

You're no match, no matter what you do!

So that's it.

Gal!

Let Nicolas take over here for now.

Give me a hand!

Hey...

You too, Benedetto-san.

But...

Nicolas...

Hey!

No running away!

That door was specially-made...

What the hell is this?

Are these all Twilights?

There's no blood on it.

Which means that Nic has overdosed again.

Delico-cha—No, it can't be.

But however you look at it, that was...

Erica-chan?

Sorry about this, Benedetto-san. You've been dragged into this entirely.

Um, what is a faker?

Is Nicolas, you know, not like you and the others, Galahad?

Twilight categories are determined simply by physical strengths.

In other words, as you get better, your category also increases.

But not him.

The category that he has

comes from him using drugs to draw out his abilities to their limits,

after which he takes down those higher ranked than him by force, and claims theirs.

All things being equal, Brown-san would be a B/5 at best.

Which is why...

he's a faker.

Ah, geez. Ginger, you're too quick! Could you not run so fast?

Bravo! Perfect timing!

It's a good thing I rolled the dice and sent up a backup request signal.

Rank S/5?

I remember seeing your face before.

Whoa, that's unnerving! I didn't see her move at all!

And she's stacked.

So, you've done it again! How come you got yourself jacked up so quickly?

I bought you five minutes.

It's not about you buying us five minutes!

You sawed-off little punk!

Here I broke my suspension to come here,

and the first thing I see is your face yet again.

You've forgotten me!

You've forgotten me, huh?

These people are from the Guild.

What do we do, Erica?

The suspects and Miss Cristiano are still in the club!

Seal off the back exit!

Anyone who's available, search for survivors!

Wha—?

Are those Twilights?

They're getting away down the back street! After them!

Chad-san, we have to go after them!

Squad 5, they're headed your way! Watch yourselves!

Am I mistaken, Marco?

Miss, do you think that you're wrong?

Stupid question, wasn't it?

Care to offer an explanation for all of this?

Chad-san, before I do, I need your phone.

There's something I have to tell Monroe-san... No, Delico-chan.

We had a little interference,

but I daresay it was enough to shake up the Twilights.

Yes, that signal flare...

That must be how they called the Guild in.

There was an ash-blond Normal with a patch over his left eye.

Ring any bells?

I see.

You've got us on your family's side.

Get rid of the dead weight, already.

Isn't that last guy here yet?

I'm getting awfully tired of waiting around.

I'm right here.

Thanks for coming. Did you locate your sister?

No.

In any case

this is all of us.

Welcome to Ergastulum,

Emilio Benedetto-kun.

The Esminets welcomes you.

In a forgotten town settled over with ash,

I was searching for what I had last

Though you prayed with reddened eyes and hushed voice,

I was plugging my ears

Rather than reach out, let's hide instead

We'll point at the fractured skies

and laugh with childlike eyes

I'll sleep here, bathed in the light that peeks

through the gaps of the night

together with you