TRIGUN STAMPEDE

There you are.

Wolfwood, thanks for your help back there.

That's enough already. How many times are you going to thank me?

Besides...

You mean thanks again for my help as always.

You're right. What would I do without you?

How's Emilio?

Still unconscious, but not in any mortal danger, I'm told.

I see.

The guy tried to kill you, yet you're relieved to hear he's okay.

I'm glad to see you haven't changed in the past two and a half years.

I'm also glad to see you.

I'm being sarcastic.

I know.

So, Wolfwood...

What is it?

You were looking for me, right?

Oh, that's right.

Got something to give you.

You dropped this.

You've held on to it all this time? Thank you.

Enough with the thanks. Listen.

Next time, use that gun to kill without hesitation.

I mean that monster.

You do realize, don't you?

You caused that disaster by being too soft.

If Nai is alive, I'll stop him for sure this time.

But I won't kill anyone.

That's what I mean by "soft."

Someone has to bring the fangs. Otherwise, someone else pays in tears.

Excuse us!

Pardon the interruption.

Yeah, no. We're in the middle of something.

Stay out of it, girls.

Oh, don't worry! It's fine.

Don't mind us.

Who are you to— Hey!

Okay, first question.

Ta-da!

F-First?

Tell us exactly what you've been up to for the past two and a half years.

Hey!

Um...

Okay, another question, then.

Ta-da-da!

What's your favorite food?

Huh?

What kinda question's that?

The first any reporter would ask.

Girls, enough is—

Now give us your reaction to this dramatic reunion!

Ta-da-da-da!

Well, um, I personally never doubted for a second that—

Why're you making me talk like that?!

All right! Vash, Undertaker! Smile for the camera! Say cheese!

Whatever. Do what you want.

Well then, let us return to the first question.

So far, deviation from the simulations

is within two percent, give or take.

I suppose everything is coming along great.

To graft Knives with plants in order to resurrect him...

When everything works out as planned,

he may well kill us all out of rage for sacrificing plants like this.

If I get to see the world Lord Knives creates with my own eyes,

I wouldn't ask for anything more.

Doctor, begin.

Okay.

Sorry about this.

Initiating grafting.

I wonder what Lord Knives dreams of.

Who knows?

He's a being from a higher dimension, right?

There's no way we could understand.

Today is the twins' first birthday!

Today is Tesla's first birthday!

It's already been a year, huh? It really went by in a flash.

Are you watching that again?

That makes you a "doting parent," right?

Indeed. Didn't you know?

I love you, the cutest in the universe,

which makes me the most doting parent in the universe!

Should we have another birthday party next year, too?

Of course! We will for sure.

Help me!

The seventh grafting was a success.

What are you waiting for?

To bring Lord Knives back, we need lots more plants!

You don't have to remind me.

Let's go, Midvalley.

Can I take a guess about what's going through your mind right now?

Give it a shot.

"Perhaps I should kill him now, while I have the opportunity."

Well? How'd I do?

You must have felt it yourself after Lost JuLai.

His powers are much too strong, far too great.

Yup, yup!

Perhaps next time, the catastrophe will be even greater.

In other words, you oppose Lord Knives creating a world for his brethren?

I don't know.

In that case, why don't you give it a try?

Right now, Lord Knives is powerless.

This could be your last chance.

You can't resist Lord Knives, even when he's in this state!

Midvalley.

Hurry up.

P-Please! Let us go!

Kids! I'm having kids soon!

Don't worry. I'll make sure you see your children in the afterlife.

Please! I've worked so hard! Come on!

We weren't going to put our lives on the line to protect the plants anyway!

I mean, help is on the way, right? That colony fleet?

So please—

Humans are incredible, don't you think?

When they put all their muscles to use, even ones they don't usually,

anything is possible!

Naturally, they still have the ability to feel pain.

Even as your hands are crushed out of shape,

you can't stop yourself!

Murder maniac.

Of course, the hell I want you to experience is even more exquisite.

Isn't that exciting, Vash the Stampede?

Now, come. Let us retrieve the plant.

We're all birds of a feather, after all.

Yet another plant theft has taken place.

Over forty people are confirmed dead or missing. It is an utter disaster.

Vash the Stampede, considered the prime person of interest,

has not yet been located.

Authorities are on high alert.

I repeat:

Another plant theft has taken place.

Over forty people are confirmed dead or missing. It is an utter disaster.

Vash the Stampede, considered the prime person of interest,

What's this "person of interest" nonsense?

has not yet been located.

Vash is right here. He can't be the one who did it!

Authorities are on high alert.

Brad, please bring me the plates.

Got it.

All done!

Wait! Let me do it!

They're growing steadily, for now.

Flora, huh? Mm, that's kind of soothing!

I can't say I like the smell. It's like... gooey or raw or something.

Isn't that what's nice about it?

Really?

Oh, look! There's water coming out of the tip!

Flora can store up water inside.

And that's not all. Some are even edible.

Wow, that's impressive!

I only just learned myself, honestly.

Vash! Sorry to keep you waiting!

No way! Is that omelet rice?

It looks delicious!

This one's special! Here, Vash—

Thanks for the grub, little lady.

Wait, that's—

Mm, pretty good.

Jessica?

It's nothing.

Let's eat!

Let's eat.

Delicious!

I haven't had omelet rice in years.

Look at all this egg! How extravagant.

Thank you so much, Brad!