Hotel Inhumans (ホテル・インヒューマンズ)

Mission complete.

Hey, do you think we'll be able to see the meteor shower?

That's pretty much impossible.

Man, you've gotta be kidding me!

There.

Thank you.

It looks like she chooses this hotel because Sara-chan is here.

Danica!

Hate to bother. We had an offer come in.

Say what?!

Every good contract killer needs a good agent. Right?

Just leave it to me.

Wait, Chetana.

Thanks.

I'm alive thanks to you.

Then again, you're alive thanks to me, too!

I'm going. I'll be back.

That's... Chetana's.

Sorry. I messed up.

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You should've just taken the job.

The leading candidate to be their next monarch is

Prince Marei, who is championing his late father's dearest wish, liberating all slaves.

He certainly is a prime target.

And the one who issued the kill request is Minister Aslan.

And we've prepared fitting compensation, haven't we?

Right?

No matter what world you live in, a slave uprising will never be allowed.

I'll talk to my superiors to see if there's a way you don't die.

You bitch!

The concierge?!

No communication devices or other irregularities among her personal effects.

I don't want any funny business from her.

Let's go.

Wait! I'm absolutely filthy!

Let's go.

Of course.

I'll kill 'em, no matter what!

With your hands shaking like that?

That'll stop once I get used to it!

I hope you never forget.

If you keep killing, at some point you won't feel those kinds of feelings anymore.

I-I...

Hey!

Why're you chatting like old friends over here?!

You're just a slave, so don't go doing things without permission!

Ugh.

Danica-sama asked me to bring it.

And she gave me a message for you, too.

When all this is over, let's eat until we're stuffed!

We'll put on a ton of butter... and so much marmalade it spills over the edge...

of a ton of freshly made toast!

Prince Marei really is a wonderful person, isn't he?

Indeed.

Seeing him stand on the front lines, negotiating the liberation of slaves...

He is our pride and joy.

Truly.

I see.

Do not fail.

Carry it out as planned.

Fifteen minutes until the shot.

Begin preparations.

Here. Look up for a sec.

What're you doing?

Hey!

And what about you?

Are you okay with a spotter getting measurements wrong due to anemia?

If you miss...

I'll kill both of you.

Hey.

What?

How old were you?

When you first killed someone.

I don't really remember...

but I think I was younger than you are.

Earlier, you said that if you keep killing, you can't go back.

So you mean that all this time, you've never gone back?

I couldn't go back...

if I were alone.

I hope you can get that, too.

Someone who'll live alongside you.

Hey!

Why're you just chatting again?

Shiihashi-san!

The regular contact from HQ reported an irregularity!

What is it?

The hostage is...

Not human; like a monster

Lacking human kindness or weakness

Ruthless; cruel

Inhuman

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Shiihashi-san!

The regular contact from HQ reported an irregularity!

What is it?

The hostage is...

What's going on?

Hey!

Watch for friendly fire!

Indeed.

If a stray bullet hit a hotel guest, it would be completely inexcusable.

What is all this? Could the prince have caught on to us?

What's the goal here?

To stop the attack?

No, but... there wasn't even a hint of that in the call from the ship.

Are you all right? Please respond!

Over here, the hostage has escaped!

An extraction expert?

Guys! The sniper's the target!

Wait!

I'm sorry!

This boy...

Thanks.

That's enough.

Move and he loses his head.

I don't know whose extraction expert you are, but at this point, it doesn't matter.

It's true that irregularities are to be expected on-site,

but I didn't expect you to agree to letting your enemy's baggage go free, too.

Makes things that much harder, doesn't it?

Did you feel sympathetic or something?

I said don't move!

Hey, you should be happy.

Everyone's in a bind because they want to rescue you.

It's nice that even a clown like you has some value, right?

Let me tell you just who it was that handed you to us.

The one who controls the slave trade: Minister Aslan.

I swear... The guy's got some real class, right?