BEASTARS

Make full use of that pure heart and devilish body of yours, and think.

You should be able to track them down.

The clue exists within yourself.

The killer is probably going about his life just like me,

going to school, laughing, getting angry...

A carnivore like any other.

Kill...

Huh?

Legosi, what did you just...

Oh, uh... My muscles are really killing me.

Gonna have to power through.

What?!

What's a stagehand like you doing getting sore muscles?

Seriously...

Honestly, we don't need your grumbling.

Let's finish up quick.

I've got homework for days.

Lately I've been thinking about Tem, the one who got killed.

Huh?

I hear the only place Tem met carnivores

was here in the drama club.

Hey, what are you implying?

Digging up the past and suspecting fellow club members...

Seriously, what's wrong with you?

No, I... It's not about digging up the past, it's just...

I think we carnivores, more than anyone, need to keep that incident at the back of our minds at all times.

But why are you bringing it up again after all this time?

Because Louis left the club!

Right, here we go, the idealist's faithful dog is at it again.

Sorry, but a perverted wolf who's been banging a rabbit not even half his size

can't expect us to trust him.

Huh?!

What?!

Look, he lost his composure.

Gosh, how graphic. Oh, heavens me.

She's got nothing to do with this!

You're the one nobody trusts!

Sorry? I've got more buds than you, and a whole lot more trust.

Yeah, right. Just the other day you went to the dark—

What is it? Spit it out.

You wanna go, huh?

Come on, give it a rest.

We really do need Louis...

Knock, knock.

Is this the male changing room?

Woah, were you in the middle of something?

I do beg your pardon.

One, two, three... Ah, that's the one.

It sure reeks of men in here.

Oh, out of the way if you would, my good puppy.

That wound on your right arm sure looks painful.

Huh? Oh, this?

How many stitches did you get?

Thirty-five, I think it was.

Wow, that's crazy.

I started crying just from having my wisdom teeth pulled the other day.

I'll be leaving now, so feel free to fight to your hearts' content.

Adieu.

Wh-What's that pretty boy's problem?

Legosi, he called you a puppy, you know.

It's fine, I am a canine after all.

Man, talk about an attitude problem. Let's teach him a lesson tonight.

No, let's not.

I won't let you lay a finger on that girl again.

I want you to plead for your life.

Show it to me, right here.

Show me what it looks like for a carnivore to tremble in fear!

Cry your eyes out!

Come on, beg for forgiveness!

S-Spare me...

Too bad.

I have my own lesson for you.

There's no salvation to be had in this world.

I'll melt into the darkness.

Wh-Who're you?!

I'm No. 4.

Product ID No. 4.

I'm weak and small, but I can guarantee the taste.

Show your appreciation as you eat me.

Come on. I'm the one who shot your boss.

So hurry up and kill and eat me, like the loyal subjects you are.

Did that kid do him in?

It seems so.

The hell's the Leo Group supposed to do now?

Who's gonna take over as boss?

Or do we merge? Or join another group?

Well, the Spotted Group are a bunch of weirdos.

The monitor lizards' Venom Group...

Anything but that.

The Inari Group?

Yeah, I'm not eating fried tofu.

Hey!

That kid's telling us to eat him.

He's acting kind of condescending,

but I guess it doesn't hurt to have a taste.

I'm having his shank.

I'll have the flank, then.

I'll go for the round.

Hang on.

Huh?

There's plenty for you too.

I thought I'd seen him somewhere before...

I knew it.

There's no mistaking it.

Don't eat him.

I've got a good idea.

Hmm?

Oh, it's the same guy.

Look, they call him their "hope for the future"!

As if he's got a future!

I hear you're the most popular candidate for that Cherryton school's "Beastar" thing.

Why don't we take this star actor,

and an herbivore at that,

and make him the leader of the Leo Group?

What?!

The boss's death is an opportunity, if anything!

Making him the face of the group will be huge for our image.

What? But, he's a deer!

That's exactly why!

I dunno about this.

I know I'll end up wanting to eat him.

Endure it!

You can't be serious. What are you saying?

I'm telling you to eat me!

This is the only way to survive in this herbivore-supremacist society.

Go ahead and continue your little discussion.

I'll narrow down the choices for you.

If my only other choice is to be used by carnivores...

Kiddo, how are you feeling?

I can't believe it!

I couldn't even die!

The air reeks of felines.

I can't stand cats.

I hate them even more than dogs.

We were having a discussion while waiting for you to wake up.

Stop talking like you did me a favor.

You should've just eaten me while I was passed out.

It's not that simple.

But now what do we do?

We're at a deadlock.

Are you talking about your ridiculous proposal?

I'm opposed.

Right now we're more or less fifty-fifty.

Of course, I fully understand what those against are saying.

So here's the conclusion we arrived at:

There's no point in discussing further.

If you want to arrive at an answer, you have to act.

So...

Wh—What?!

So why don't we share a meal

and get to know each other better?

It's your welcoming meal.

We simply want you to learn about our culture.

It's the meat of a humble buffalo who betrayed us.

Don't vomit. Endure it.

They're testing you,

to see if you can eat the same food as them.

They're treating me like their plaything.

Don't stare at me, goddammit!

If I eat this, I'll become part of the Leo Group, and they'll make use of me.

But...

If I refuse, I'll end up just like this myself.

Don't break apart. Don't lose yourself.

What will you do, Louis?!

They won't even let me decide how to die,

and they're treating this like some kind of spectacle.

I didn't live my life to meet my end like this.

Goddammit.

Why am I shaking so uncontrollably?

I can't stop sweating.

What's wrong with me?

Is this... frustration?

Survive, Louis!

Delicious!