Death Carries a Cane (Passi di danza su una lama di rasoio)

Suwahara City Serial Murders Continue Seventh Victim Found

Ever since then,

I've had the same dream each night.

And when I wake up,

someone is dead.

Beheaded, as if by guillotine.

No way.

I knew you'd be here.

Listen.

I've been thinking... You hate school, don't you?

Blue. White.

Thank you.

What the hell do you think you're doing, asshole?!

The Claws and Fangs of a Beast

Dummy! Idiot!

Pervert! Lewd!

You're so, so, so awful!

Shut up... Give it up already.

It's your fault for standing over a sleeping man.

That doesn't make it okay to take a picture.

You deleted it, didn't you?

Probably.

What do you mean by "probably"?

Pervert!

Y-You have it all wrong, miss...

I only wanted directions.

No! I said to stay away from me!

That's a mess, but it makes sense.

It's bad timing.

Being approached by a suspicious man nowadays, anyone would react that way.

Um, are you all right?

Wait!

Can you stand?

I'm sorry...

Okay.

Y-You're huge.

Come on, get back.

By the way, do you know where the church is?

Then, you know Rea-senpai, Father?

Yes, I think it's been about ten years.

The town's quite different than it was back then,

so I was surprised.

Fujii-san and Ayase-san, are you Theresia's friends?

Yes, she's done a lot for us.

Then, "Theresia"... Is that Himuro-senpai's real name?

I think she's a quarter Japanese.

Indeed.

And I was the one who named her.

I see! So you're like her dad, huh?

My, how embarrassing...

But yes, that's right.

I also changed her diapers and bathed her.

And I swore to always protect her,

for love...

Theresia! Oh, Theresia!

Your father is back.

Creepy.

Please leave.

Actually, die.

Theresia, when did your eyes get so cold?!

No, but I like them.

What do we do with this guy?

Ahem.

Since we last met,

your words have gotten even creepier.

Father Trifa, are you trying to get sent to the Mexican countryside again?

What—

R-Riza?

You two must be tired from dealing with him.

As an apology, I'll make some food for you. Come in.

Thank you for the meal.

We'll be going.

Thanks for your help today.

I know it was a bother.

Not at all. Your cooking was good.

Oh, really?

But not as good as Ayase-san's home cooking, right?

No, she can be a bit lazy,

and she doesn't make anything—

Hey...

You shouldn't say that.

If you're going to try and flatter someone,

pick someone other than me.

For example, Fujii-kun,

you don't know Rea's birthday, do you?

It's actually the 25th of this month, Christmas.

Really?

Riza, be quiet. I don't want to hear you talk about it.

Right, right. I understand.

I'm sorry.

She's so shy, isn't she?

Um, well...

If it isn't a bother, I'll get you a present.

Thank you.

I'm happy.

Marry me.

Th-Theresia, what did you just say?

Jeez, just knock it off!

Okay, see you tomorrow, Rea-san.

Yeah, be careful.

Fujii-san...

Excuse me. I had a question.

Were you and Ayase-san born in this city?

No, we weren't. Why?

Are you worried about the murders?

You think we should go back to the country until they're over?

Yes, I suppose so.

Where are your parents?

My parents?

My parents are...

I heard that they died when I was little.

Kasumi's family took me in.

And when we were young, Kasumi's father also...

I see.

I'm sorry.

But then, you must want to meet them.

Meet the dead?

Hey, Ren!

Are you done?

That's impossible.

Once you die, it's over.

You don't come back.

That's why this is important.

I think anyone who can't understand that is crazy.

I see. You're exactly right.

Crazy, huh?

You're here, aren't you, Leonhart?

Yes.

What do you think of his opinion?

Nothing in particular.

Thought is free.

In other words, you aren't upset?

How scary. I'm joking.

Well, Shambhala is a place where many crazy people are born and gather.

Correct or not, if someone falls into the net, they'll be tested.

I'll let you make decisions on the ground.

And I can adapt as I see fit?

Understood, Priest of the Grail.

Oh, my...

Are you another of the vice commander's toys?

Poor thing.

No... This is impossible.

I...

Don't blame me. Don't blame me.

It wasn't me!

You've got good taste!

I'm impressed.

And good reflexes, too...