BEASTARS

The scent of life emanates from the soft piles of fallen leaves.

Speak to me, insects.

I need your help.

Are you ready for this?

Yes.

I'll eat them alive.

I'm getting nervous.

Gohin, do you have any experience eating...

No, I don't.

Pandas don't need any extra protein, for one.

The more lifelike an insect looks,

the less people want to eat it.

They can't stand the feelings of guilt that come with it, see.

Consuming another life...

This sucks.

This is pure arrogance, isn't it?

Look how earnestly they're living.

Why do I think it's okay for me to eat them just because they're bugs?

Huh?

A bit late for that kind of talk.

You've always been too arrogant for words.

You crush anyone you don't like despite being a mere virgin boy,

you force your own beliefs on people,

and you just won't give up on chasing that rabbit girl around.

I guess I sound pretty cringey when you say it out loud...

But you're fine like that.

Huh?

Your carnivore fighting spirit burns the brightest for others.

Yeah. I don't have a choice.

Please forgive me.

Tell me...

The meaning of taking someone's life...

Here I go.

It's more rubbery than I'd expected...

Is this... the outer skin?

Oh god, the legs are moving on my tongue.

Bitterness and saltiness...

The scent of vegetation and dirt...

The smell of the wind...

Concentrated, intricate...

So this is...

the taste of life!

Hold it!

You mean to spit me out?

A moth?!

Do you realize that because of you, I'll never have a chance to grow out of my larval stage?

I-I'm sorry!

I must have looked down on you.

I was so obsessed with getting stronger that I discriminated against certain kinds of life.

Please berate me as you see fit!

I'll accept any punishment!

I know that what I've done can never be forgiven.

Look down on, discriminate, punishment, forgiveness...

Such words bear no meaning to us insects.

Unlike you, we have no desire.

Only one thing matters:

Respect toward life.

Respect toward life...

To eat is to understand and to honor,

to take unto yourself a unique, irreplaceable soul.

Tears?

We don't cry.

I wish I could've been born an insect.

Being born as a dumb wolf,

I'm possessed by worldly desires.

It's painful to live.

Insects don't have it so easy either.

Oh... Yes, of course, you're right.

I'm sorry.

I have appreciated this time.

Strong creature, it is time for us to part.

Live passionately,

with me as your flesh and blood.

Hey, you up?

Wh-What did I...

You gobbled down the insects and then passed out on the spot.

Well? Think you'll get hooked?

No, I... I'm not doing this again.

I think I had a weird dream,

but I feel like someone taught me something.

Well, have a look at yourself in the mirror.

Ain't looking too shabby.

Oh, my fur...

What's wrong?

Well...

I want to go and show Louis my resolve.

But they'll recognize me like this, right?

Guess we have no choice.

Salt tastes salty.

Sugar tastes sweet.

Vinegar is sour.

My sense of taste is coming back.

Riz, I'm starving!

I'm feeling good about my cooking today. Get your expectations up!

Hey, about Riz...

Huh?

Is it just me or has he bulked up over the past week?

He's taking his pills, isn't he?

I'm sure he is.

He should have plenty of medicine left.

He's probably just growing.

What's wrong? Are you okay?

I can feel my soul throbbing.

I'll take you on as my very purest self,

Legosi.

It tastes great!

Boss.

Between a head with horns and a head with a mane,

which do you think is worth more when stuffed?

What?

Underground organizations like ours like to decorate their lairs with trophies, right?

For example, the head of an enemy boss.

A head this small wouldn't make much of a decoration.

I'm not joking.

If an organization that's scared of us tries to go after you...

If that happens,

take the hit for me, Ibuki.

If I die, word on the street will just be that the gang ate their boss.

Don't want to waste the wave we're riding, right?

Of course!

I'll gladly sacrifice myself for you, Boss.

I need to hit the can.

Bartender!

Could I have two whisky on the rocks?

Hey, I don't like strong drinks.

Huh? Oh...

Okay, some kind of sweet cocktail, then.

Don't mock me.

Plum wine with hot water.

So he really is a lightweight.

He's finally started to open up a bit to me.

Huh? What's her deal?

Keep your voice down, wouldn't you, darling?

Well, I have my reasons for this...

But first off, let me just point out that I'm Legosi.

Obviously, I guess.

It's a pretty poorly-made outfit, isn't it?

This goddamn wolf.

Will he continue to rampage until someone kills him?!

Some big female has set her sights on the boss.

Well, I managed to see him...

But this is bad.

I can feel Louis' intense rage from here.

What's he trying to do with that ridiculous outfit?!

Maybe I should teach this dumbass a lesson.

The boss is an eighteen-year-old male.

I'm not one to butt in on his private life, but honestly...

That female's pretty ugly.

What am I supposed to do here?

Ibuki.

Yes, Boss?

Leave us.

A-All right.

Wow, he's really open-minded.

Nothing less from our boss.

Louis! Thank you so much!

Just shut up.

Cut to the chase.

Huh?

You know who did it, don't you?

Isn't that why you're here?