The first 200 lines.
What is this?
EACH ONE'S MISSION
I feel so safe. Like a big, gentle embrace...
Is somebody tending to my wounds?
Look at how he handles the bandage. So efficient.
Almost like Sakamoto...
There.
What?
No way.
It can't be!
All done.
Who are you?
Due to an unexpected incident, we can no longer continue.
We've decided to wrap up the exam early
and have assessed your results based on your score up to this point.
Candidate number two, Jack Cass,
number four, Mafuyu Seba,
number 120, Akira Akao,
number 247, Nao Toramaru,
- number 328, Joichiro Kaji, - Really?
- number 342, Shin Asakura, - You serious? Really?
and number 343, Taro Sakamoto.
The seven of you have passed the transfer exam.
What?
Wait a minute.
Did he say "Taro Sakamoto" just now?
What a relief!
Yeah.
Poor guy, he has to share the exact same name with a god.
And may I ask what brings the legendary hitman here?
Some personal business.
I didn't recognize you at all.
I've only ever heard of you, y'know?
Man, who would've imagined the Taro Sakamoto getting fat...
What?!
LEAVING THE FANDOM
Why is he here? Is that even him? Why's he so fat?
This can't be true! I can't process it. My ten years as a fan...
What is this feeling?
I might have the chance to get acknowledged by him,
and I'm... disappointed in him?
To think I can't love him, just because he gained weight...
What kind of a terrible fan am I?
Was I... nothing but a superficial, trend-chasing, wannabe fan?
You've still got a lot to learn, newbie.
You will be enrolled in three months.
Please prepare the necessary paperwork by then.
If you are currently attending another school,
don't forget to have your credits transferred.
Yes, ma'am!
Waking up, Shinaya?
Where am I?
As soon as the JCC helicopter arrives, you'll be handed over to the JAA.
He deserves to be killed right now.
Every inch of my body hurts! What is this? What's going on?
You can't play dumb after killing that many people.
What are you talking about?
All I did was find a real good gig online!
That's what I came for!
I need the money to pay back the financial aid for school.
- Who knew it wasn't free? - Shin, any thoughts?
- It sounds so fancy, - He's not lying.
- I didn't know it was just a loan! - This guy's just a hopeless idiot.
Damn it! I knew there was something fishy about that deer-headed guy.
Deer-headed?
Yeah, one of the guys who hired me!
A weirdo in a deer-head mask, and a handsome guy with white hair.
That must be Slur!
Why would they take interest in the exam?
Hey, is there anything else you know about them?
What?
Can you get me my phone?
Nah, their contact info's been deleted...
Oh, good, I got paid.
They said something about "recruiting"...
Kaji!
I could hear them talking on the other side of the headset.
I suspect they're trying to find more pawns for their organization
and they took advantage of this exam.
I don't know if anyone met their criteria, but still...
What could they be planning that requires them to expand the group?
That's unsettling.
In any case, we must keep moving forward.
Let's go to JCC and find clues about Slur.
Yes, sir!
Sakamoto? At the exam?
Yes.
That's not good.
With all due respect,
is he not but a minor inconvenience?
Quite the contrary.
You see, he knows that I,
Slur, am in fact Uzuki.
It's a little embarrassing to have your past exposed, you know?
Kashima...
Destroy any trace of me that's left in the JCC.
Certainly, sir.
If only Gaku hadn't destroyed Shinaya,
we could have easily infiltrated the JCC.
It's not that big of a deal.
Our real aim was to head-hunt, right?
So, Gaku,
how was it?
I dunno.
There were two that weren't that bad.
We will now take all candidates for a medical check-up.
You will be transported in pairs by helicopter.
- Mr. Taro! - Hmm?
Akira...
I wanted to say thank you.
If it weren't for you, Mr. Taro,
I'm sure I wouldn't have passed this exam.
When I see you at school, please tell me more about Rion, okay?
Sure.
I'm so excited to go to school with all of you!
Me, too!
- Yeah. - Same.
Mafuyu, are you alright?
I know Shinaya got you pretty bad.
Yeah.
I'm fine.
Ms. Toramaru and Mr. Seba to this helicopter, please.
See you, Shin.
I don't get it. That was surprisingly dry.
- I expected something like this... - Come on now, please?
Hurry up, get in.
Bye, guys! See you!
You good? You look really pale.
I guess.
Why'd I get paired with you, anyway?
Don't ask me.
Maybe we live in the same area?
A boy and a girl, back from battle.
A limitless blue sky ahead of them.
The two ponder about the awaiting journey. Their hearts filled with hope...
Nevertheless! It is in moments like this
that despair strikes again!
You...
What? Who is this guy?
We need to get off!
What?
You don't get to call the shots, brat.
Did you think life would be sweet?
That's enough, Carolina Reaper.
That was hot.
Please handle them with care.
Now that they are joining us,
they are our precious friends.
I'm exhausted. This is toxic work culture, for sure.
Are we not taking on most of the workload?
What is that halfwit Kanaguri doing?
Shooting a movie somewhere, I guess?
So he's skiving off.
Mr. Shishiba, let's fire him.
I wish we could.
It's beyond me why management hired him in the first place.
I heard that he had a huge fight about a movie with an Order member
and ended up killing them.
So, Kanaguri took the spot.
Talk about a broken system.
LOTTERY TICKETS
Hello, there. Three Killer Lotto Scratch cards, please.
Sure. That'll be 900 yen.
Here you go. Split it even if anyone wins 100 million.
Stop saying that joke every time.
We know there's no prize anyway.
Mr. Shishiba, can I borrow a lucky coin?
Just use your fingernail.
You're no fun.
Let's see.
Hitman murdered in Kyoto.
"X left at the scene."
"Attack may be by Slur's group."
"Go investigate."
Same here.
Another Slur-related case?
And right in my own hometown, for pity's sake.
Is he seriously trying to take down the JAA?
What happens if the JAA gets destroyed?
Will I be unemployed?
That's your concern?
If the JAA gets destroyed, Japan would also be destroyed.
Cities will overflow with criminals.
But what about the police?
The Japanese police's clearance rate is maybe 30 percent at best.
And that's the rate based on cases that the police are aware of.
I bet the true rate is less than ten percent.
Does that mean the remaining 90 percent of criminals are killed by us?
Right. Well, it's not only criminals that we kill.
We take hit requests of any kind.
So, that means, I'm a hero fighting for justice...
I wouldn't say that.
Why not?
There's no justice or villainy in murder.
Although, in my opinion,
an excessive sense of justice can do much more harm than villainy.
I won a prize.
What?
Didn't know you could actually win.
Thought it was only for assignments.
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