Hotel Inhumans (ホテル・インヒューマンズ)

Having lost love,

then showered with love,

Chiron bestowed love onto others.

His student Heracles was overcome with regret.

What did he think of him?

What would he have said to him?

Hey, wait up!

Come on!

Welcome.

Very good.

I have read your letter of introduction.

Starting today, this will be your home.

I will show you around. Wait here a moment, please.

I'm sorry. We had a sudden increase in children to take in this week.

Everything's a bit chaotic.

How did Chiron feel toward his student, who was so racked with regret?

What did he say to him?

Big brother, what's your name?

Did he feel rage?

Or resentment?

Or perhaps...

Listen.

You aren't a toy. Live your own life.

I'm Palan. What's your name?

News flash.

Another Sky 4

In last week's shocking shipboard shooting incident,

the culprits' whereabouts remain unknown.

Shipboard Signing Ceremony Shooting Victim Medokia's Minister Aslan

Today, the Medokia government issued

international warrants for the shooters and released their photos.

Has it already been six days?

This has been the hardest six days in my history as a concierge.

It has been difficult, hasn't it? All that paperwork.

It's been seriously crazy! And I've worked seriously hard!

After you went around fighting like that,

I adjusted things to hide our involvement.

I did that! I did good.

And the one who added two more soft, idealistic little jobs was also you, wasn't it?

I'm just fine with being soft.

Are you imitating Danica-sama?

It's perfectly fine to feign composure,

but if you don't return those books, the head librarian will be angry.

Oh, crap!

Ikuro-san, overdue books are frowned upon.

I'm so sorry! I was just about to return them!

Oh. This is...

Huh?

Oh, this? The one I wrote on is a copy, so the original is still safe.

I see. Thank goodness.

Yes.

Okay. I'm going now.

When you return, please tidy up your desk.

Try your hardest.

Next, we have some astronomy news.

Today, the Perseid meteor shower hits its peak.

Unfortunately, the weather is rainy, as predicted, making observation difficult.

A rain of sadness is falling on fans all over Japan.

The rain doesn't seem to be letting up.

Yeah, it's been raining for a while now.

Will it affect your work?

That depends on the location.

Of course.

Oh! This holster!

It's made of heat-blocking material,

so you can holster your gun after firing it, right?

Yeah. It's so handy, I use it all the time.

Lately, I've been taking more wasted shots.

There. Perfect.

Oh, that's right!

The other day, a certain guest mentioned something.

When you're caught in a sudden downpour,

a waterproof jacket can come in handy for protecting your weapons.

Oh. Yeah, I can see how it might be good to have a set of waterproof work clothes.

Then let's have some made up!

You often kill in close quarters, after all.

So, for example...

Izumiko-san, it's Haizaki.

Hey.

Liz-sama asked me to bring her suit for repairs.

You're quite snappily dressed today.

Another new order?

Well, you are number one for sales at this hotel, after all.

Hey!

Stop making it sound like I'm just a good talker!

I'm super first-class in talking, skill, and fashion sense!

If you're super first-class, then please collect appropriate compensation from our guests.

You're perfect when it comes to moving from casual conversation to a sale,

but when the top-quality materials you use exceed our guests' budgets,

you pay the difference yourself.

Do you realize how big your debt to this hotel has grown?

You aren't doing the work out of charity, are you?

There she is, the cool-headed concierge.

Robot! Stone-face!

You are very rude.

Seriously, how many times must I repeat myself?

Now, listen. The clothes a person wears make up a part of their dignity.

Human activity springs from three foundational building blocks:

what they eat, where they live, and what they wear.

Clothing, food, shelter.

Those are the things that make humans human.

Which means that there are as many types of clothing as there are people.

That's what keeps me captivated.

Which is why, as long as I'm doing the tailoring,

everyone, from contract killers to the people who work at this hotel—

everyone, without exception—must be garbed in the manner most befitting them.

There.

And that's where the fun begins.

As people eat, live places, and wear things, they change.

To live is to change.

When that happens, and they come to order new clothes,

that's the thing I most look forward to in my life.

There is no end. What can beat that?

Oh! It suits you!

You're adorable! The best!

May I take these off now?

Wait! Wait! Let me get a shot of you looking back over your left shoulder first!

Wait, what? This doesn't work for you?

You don't like it?

I will have problems if my private wardrobe grows any further.

Why do you tailor clothes for me without asking?

There's no need for such waste.

Waste? Now look, you...

One day, a time may come when you want to wear this, you know?

Allow me to wait for that day.

Is that a tailor's pride?

No. It's a personal pastime.

I prefer the clothes from before.

What? Which ones?

My infiltration clothes.

They had an elasticity that made them easy to move around in.

And they didn't tear easily, even when caught on a knife.

You mean those?

Oh, right!

This is more than enough.

No, not that. It's the uniform from the other day.

Oh. Thank you very...

much.

Ah, yes! The way you looked then was something else, too.