Bungo Stray Dogs (文豪ストレイドッグス)

To my father and mother back at home...

To my father and mother back at home...

Right now, I'm in a slum in a faraway country.

It's so dangerous, I can't even look strangers in the eye.

The reason I'm here...

Change...

Could you spare some change?

Just fifty cents.

Please.

Will you hear my wish if I do?

Yeah.

Then please give me orders again, Francis-sama.

I had faith that you were safe.

The analysts at headquarters told me...

there was no way you could have survived plunging into the sea

without your ability.

But I didn't want to give up.

Please come back.

The Guild needs a boss.

And so do I.

You're speaking to the man in your memories.

The man here is a dead man.

The burnt crumbs of a man who lost all of his fortune and status,

and who failed to save his wife.

In this nation, they burn the remains of the deceased, Louisa-kun.

No way...

It's only money you've lost.

Only status. That's all.

Those paltry things were all that gave me value.

And this is my foolish end.

I suggest you laugh.

Fitzgerald Rising

Episode 32

Yeah, I think it's good.

It's delicious.

Really?

It's average.

The customers won't be satisfied if you sell this for the same price as the manager's.

You're right, though.

I don't know what I'm doing wrong.

Wasn't there anyone in the Guild who made coffee?

Come to think of it...

Louisa-chan would often drink coffee before work.

She was a strategist for the Guild, wasn't she?

She's a good girl.

She was the one who scouted me at the orphanage, too.

She must have been a good friend.

Wh-What's with that look?!

You aren't fooling me!

Huh?

B-Besides, she wasn't a friend.

I mean...

Louisa-chan was as shy as a clam.

I never saw her have a normal conversation with anyone.

Oh, except with the boss, Francis-san.

That man had no interest in what people were thinking.

Apparently that made it easier for her.

I see.

Speaking of which,

Louisa-chan has never used her ability for her own sake before.

Only when she was ordered to?

I wonder why.

I wonder.

It might be because she doesn't care about herself too much.

Your value isn't in your money or your status.

It's in your qualities as a leader.

Devising strategies under your orders

is the only way I become a powerful giant.

So please give me orders,

with your strong words.

I can't.

But you said you'd grant my wish.

I said I'd hear your wish,

not that I'd grant it.

I'll be waiting.

So will your wife, I'm sure.

My wife...

My wife saved me.

My $500,000 wedding ring,

which hadn't been consumed even when I spent my entire fortune,

was used up for some reason when I fell from the Moby Dick.

It fortified my body, and I managed to survive.

You said you wanted orders?

I'll give you one, then.

Never show yourself to me again.

Please don't make me any more miserable.

I got shot down by the Detective Agency and fled to the slums,

only to hear that the Guild strategist was wandering around on her own.

I doubted my own ears.

Now then, lady, let's talk about the Guild's properties.

The Guild hasn't left any behind.

Oh, yeah?

You might not know about it, but maybe your boss does.

You seem to know where the boss is.

I don't know.

Even if I did, I'd never tell you.

Are you sure?

I take pleasure in tearing people's nails off.

I don't care.

All my goals in life vanished just a moment ago.

Hey, hand me the gun.

This kid's useless.

She's not going to tell us anything.

Let's get rid of her and move on.

Fifty cents.

Francis-sama!

Bastard...

Get him, boys!

Louisa-kun,

give me the most valuable thing in your possession right now.

I'm going to need a good sum of money to deal with these people.

If I do, will you grant my wish this time?

Yeah.

I'll grant your wish.

Then...

I'll give you everything I have.

What is this power?

The power of money.

I didn't get much of a boost.

It seems your value is limited.

Of course.

I was going to give it to you for free, after all.

Now that we have a deal, it seems I won't be living here anymore.

Okay.

My goal was to obtain the book that is sealed away in this area

and save my wife back home.

Let's do it.

Again.

But to find the book and break the seals,

I'm going to need a large-scale special ability investigation.

For that, our use of the Supernatural Special Operations Division will be key.

Right.

To buy off the Special Operations Division...

Simply buying them off would be a weak solution.

We might as well buy the whole Division.

You've made an estimate a long time ago, haven't you?

The amount needed to effectively acquire the Special Operations Division

and the core institution that owns it, the Ministry of the Interior...

Approximately 50 billion dollars.

We have no capital.

All we have is two wanted gifted.

Isn't this exciting?

Yes.

It's the birth of the new Guild.

Beasts of sin, clamoring for a miracle...

Crimes that have been repeated for thousands of years.

Don't worry.

It's almost complete.

This is the Guild's new headquarters...

Subarashi-sou

I'm going to use my ability to devise a strategy.

You mean your ability to divine the probability of all the developments

during an operation, as well as ways to deal with them?

With you, Louisa, one of the top gifted in the Guild,

50 billion dollars is worth no more than loose change found on the streets.

My ability can't be activated unless I'm in a private room by myself.

Give me about three minutes.

All right.

That's the neighbor's place.

Our headquarters isn't this whole building, just one room in it?

Yes.

Well, fine.

Excuse me.

Now then, three minutes will be worth about two weeks.

My ability doesn't really allow me

to predict the future based on existing information.

It slows the flow of time to one eight-thousandth,

but only when I'm spending time thinking in a closed room.

So this is going to be the second last drink I have in life.

My friend, I'll be right with you soon.

And your last drink is to be that degreaser?

Who's there?!

Don't mind me.

I'm just here to watch.

I'm bored of seeing handgun suicides, but metal degreaser...

This'll make for a good spectacle.

Professor T. J. Eckleberg.

An engineer for a security firm.