Gun Sword

Couldn't you have died...

after I'd eaten you?

Episode 1 Tuxedo Blowing in the Wind

Excuse me, could I have something to eat?

Are you one of them?!

No! So please don't shoot!

What'd you come here for?

I'm a tourist.

In a tuxedo?

Get lost!

Yeah...

Wait!

Leave your valuables while you're at it.

You got a problem with that?

No, I don't.

Come here.

Yeah, sure thing.

You're the ones who did this?

You got a problem with that?

Oh, no... That's not what I meant...

They drew first. It was self-defense.

You don't want to end up the same way, do you?

Then keep quiet and give us everything you've got.

The tuxedo too!

Sorry, but that's...

You complaining again, huh?

Oh, sorry about that. Didn't mean to.

You!

Oh, I don't mean to.

Sorry. I don't mean to.

I didn't mean to...

Thanks. You saved me.

I wasn't trying to save you.

I'm Wendy.

People call me... Van the...

Oh, you're awake?

You must be hungry.

I'll treat you to something for saving me.

Open please.

Yep.

Wendy! What about the others?

The Wild Bunch...

I see. But you made it back OK.

You must have been scared.

I'm sorry. The others weren't...

Yeah, we'll take care of them.

Is the mayor around?

They're called the "Wild Bunch".

I think it was about two months ago...

they suddenly showed up here.

The robbing and looting began the day they arrived.

Only the people who took refuge in this mall have managed to survive.

They're still hanging out near the town's entrance...

and they've got their sights set on the huge vault here.

The police station was burned down.

We can't even make contact with nearby towns.

The people still left have resisted...

but their numbers are dwindling.

There are no young people left anymore.

Rubens, the one who put together the citizens patrol group...

is now in a coffin in the church.

And Michael...

Mayor...

Michael is Wendy's older brother.

The two of them were close, but...

a week ago he was taken away.

I hope he's still alive, but...

Here's the dressing to go with it.

That's... for the salad.

As long as we're in the mall, we're safe.

They can't get to us here.

But we have to settle this sometime soon.

We can't afford to lose any more people...

Like I said, we can't afford to...

- Like I said, we can't afford to... - It's good!

Do you have any milk?

The cows were the first things they made off with.

But we do have wine, if you'd like...

Oh, no. Water's fine.

So then...

will you be our bodyguard? We'll feed you and pay you.

What do you say?

Why is he wearing a tuxedo?

Day after day, they keep coming back.

You rats squirming in your stinking ditchwater!

Heed our lord, Lucky the Roulette.

For man, each day is a test.

Desire, dreams, and fate all trying him.

Only the man who does not run away from those things can obtain luck.

How about me?

How about today?

Another lucky day!

Lucky!

Lucky! Lucky! Lucky!

I'll tell you how it is.

In this world there are two things which are equal.

One is death. And the other is luck!

The two will be coming together to this town tomorrow!

You've disregarded our negotiations up until today!

You should pay the price for it.

What's that?

How's that?

Strike!

What is it?

Remember well!

This is the power of the Armor!

The Armor?

Your defense is over!

Your luck has run out!

The Armor will come tomorrow night!

Surrender and give up the vault by then!

Don't press your luck! It's pointless! You got it?

That's your only "Survival Lucky Road"!

That's all Lord Lucky has for today.

I'm begging you! Be our bodyguard!

There's no way of knowing if we'll be safe even if we surrender!

You can have whatever you want! Money! Women!

But we need you now! Before the Armor arrives!

You have to do something about Lucky tonight!

Do it yourself.

It's cheaper.

Wait! Please wait!

Van!

So what kind of a guy was he?

He wore a tuxedo and a hat.

He used a strange sword.

He came out of nowhere but...

he didn't seem to be coming to their aid.

It's him...

Give me a milk. Make it a large.

What's your name?

Van...

Well now, I've heard of the Van who's out of work...

and the Van who eats without paying the bill...

and the crybaby Van from hell.

But which one are you?

None of them. I'm just plain Van.

I see. So what did you come here for?

Like I said, I came for a drink of milk...

All right, all right.

Come on over here, Van.

Let's play together.

We'll take the cards off the top one by one.

The one who pulls the joker loses.

We'll see who's the lucky one, me or you.

I just wanted a drink of milk but...

I'll let you drown yourself in it, after we're done with this.

All right, you go first.

Why are you so concerned with luck?

It's the only thing which is in God's domain.

There's no training, or polishing one's skills.

That's why I want to test it.

I want to find out what God thinks of me, get it?

Whatever...

Why the hell do we have to stand guard?

If I win...

can I leave here safely?

I won't let anyone else interfere with you.

And I only shoot people from the front.

That's my personal code.

Luck doesn't come to those who shoot people in the back.

That's a relief. Turn over the card.

The one who draws The joker loses, right?

Don't scare me.

Two cards left.

Oh, that's too bad...

Too bad for me.

You win.

Lucky!

Lucky! Lucky! Lucky!

You're a good man, Van.

You've got guts, and you're brave.

I'll forget about what happened at the church.

Right. And I'd like some milk as well.

Unfortunately...

I like people who are more willing to cater to my immediate interests.

Throw him out!

Serves you right!

Save your luck, why don't you?

Get the hell outta here, you freak!

It's not fair!

What?

Why won't you help us if you're so strong?

It's not fair.

There's nothing unfair.