02x02 - Nowhere to Return

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Ango Sakaguchi.

Intelligence officer of the Port Mafia.

A man both accomplished and mysterious. Truth is,

none of us know very much about you.

How's the curry today? Same as usual. How are the kids doing?

The same as usual. They're all upstairs

if you want to say hello.

It's me coming in.

How's it going?

Are you being nice to the old geezer.

Huh? I've got you now, buddy. Ha, ha.

Wow, that was easy. You give up, huh?

Looks like I'm going to have to show

you guys just how scary the real mafia is.

Do you surrender? Not a chance. In that case,

it's time for some mafia style t*rture.

Damn it, I'm gonna die. Damn it.

Please. Please, No.. More. Stop it. It's too much. Give up.

We're going to get you next time for sure.

I'm looking forward to it. This is too hot, huh?

Did you add lava to it as a secret ingredient or something?

Oh, Dosaku gets that dish all the time.

So how did things go with the kids? Same as usual.

Are those the orphans from the Ryuzu

dispute that happened two years ago?

You're a member of the Mafia, but you don't k*ll anyone.

You have no interest in moving up and look

after orphans. You're a strange one.

I don't know anyone else in the port Mafia like you.

You're stranger than I am. Here. This

should cover the kids for the time being.

Sure you don't want me to pitch in?

You really don't have to foot the bill yourself.

You've already done more than enough giving them a place to stay.

As long as I can eat your

curry whenever I want. I don't need anything else.

You come here about that issue?

Yeah, that's right. I've come to the conclusion

that they're an organization of gifted members from overseas.

They were chased by a British group

called the Order of the Clocktower,

which prompted them to make their escape from Europe to Japan.

Why would a group like that have gone

to the trouble of coming all the way here?

It does seem a bit out of their way.

Perhaps there was something waiting for them here.

I suppose that's possible. There's one thing that's been bugging me.

You mean how skilled the soldiers were, right? Yeah, they're all veterans.

According to my information, the head of that organization

uses a powerful gift in order to make them all act as one.

So that's how he commands them. He's

the boss. Already aware of this information.

I gave him my report. He asked

me to develop an anti mimic strategy

and see to it that it was implemented.

I've already set up a variety of traps.

This might be a stupid question, but

considering the group we're dealing with,

wouldn't this be a matter for the government?

You're referring to the Ministry of Home Affairs Secret apartment? Yes.

The Gifted Operations Division doesn't technically exist. They rarely get involved.

And what about NGOs? It's fairly certain

that he was responsible for leaking the passcode for the storage unit.

Did he betray the organization? Everything does

seem to line up if we want to believe that.

It's me.

I understand

a mouse sprung one of my traps.

Oh.

Info was right.

What?

Oh,

sleeping gas. Damn it.

This is an accounting facility that the

port mafia uses for money laundering.

Three years ago, Ango Sakaguchi was scouted

by the Port Mafia and briefly assigned

here. Their records detail that history.

If you'll excuse me, I must be getting back to my duties.

Don't worry about me. It's really nice here.

Maybe I'll ask to be transferred to this position.

Every young person who's ever said that ends

up running out of here in less than three days.

It's just too dull for them. But take

as much time as you need.

I found some information that bothered me.

Two years ago, Ongo went to Europe on a business trip.

The purpose was to meet up with a local stolen car broker.

That must have been when he agreed

to become a double agent for them.

This was the room where Darci and I first met him.

I'd appreciate it if you didn't come any closer. You reek.

Two years ago, Darcy and I were

put in charge of taking care of the bodies

of organization members who had d*ed during the Ryukyu dispute.

Do I smell bad? Oh, Saku, primarily.

We were to recover their belongings. If

the police were to find them first,

they could be used to our detriment

in accordance with their anti crime laws.

You must be new here. Why don't

you tell us your name? It's Ango Sakaguchi.

Well, Ango, you're a fascinating character. Smelly.

Are you sure that the boss approves

of what it is you're up to right now?

And just what are you insinuating that I'm up to? Exactly?

That you're writing an obituary for those who d*ed. Am I wrong?

He's writing obituaries. These are the three

that d*ed during the att*ck on our executives last night.

Kirihito. Umeki. Shokichi. Saegusa. And Miroku. Ishige.

Umeki was a former MP who was

shamefully discharged for k*lling a co-worker.

Both parents are dead. You're keeping a record

of their life events and family history.

It's the least that they deserve. Every

one of their lives has to have had some meaning.

I wanted to do more to remember

who they were than just chalk them

up as part of a body count. To honor their sacrifice.

What did the boss say about this?

I managed to convince him to account

for everyone who had been reportedly k*lled

as a result of the incident.

He was very opposed to the idea at first,

but he eventually saw great value to the Port

Mafia in keeping such detailed records.

See? Isn't he fascinating? What kind of person

goes through the trouble of creating such a unique job?

There's only one way to find out.

Let's take him out for a few

drinks at our usual spot. That's a lovely idea.

I can't do.. That. Hey, you two.

Saiku. I think I know just how we can get him to leave early.

If we hug him real tightly, the

stench will be unbearable for him,

and he'll have to call it a day. Let's do it. No.

Hang on. This is my best suit. You can't do this.

I'm going to be very cross with you both.

I'd like a full explanation. We were

able to capture the group that att*cked

the casino using the knockout gas as planned.

One of them committed su1c1de, but we were

able to secure the others and bring them here.

We had planned to interrogate them about their other members.

We even removed the poison capsules that were hidden in their teeth.

I already know all that. I was

the one who put those plans in motion. I'm talking about afterward.

Well, one of the soldiers regained consciousness

earlier than expected before we could restrain him.

He stole one of our g*ns and took out his own comrades.

Most likely to silence them. Then he proceeded to come after us.

That's when I stepped in to take care of the matter.

Do you have a problem with that? Now I understand.

Of course not. Akutagawa, you defeated the terrible,

monstrous enemy and protected our comrades from certain doom. That's absolutely splendid.

If it weren't for your awesome powers,

our men would have been utterly helpless to stop such a fearsome.

Nothing less from my subordinate. Thanks to you,

all the planning that I did is ruined.

It's a little hard to get the enemy

to talk when they're not breathing.

And now the trail's gone cold. If even

only one of them had been left alive,

we might have uncovered important information.

Their headquarters motive, their commander's background, and the powers

they use to command the organization.

Uncover information. Do you really think that

I would go through the trouble?

If you thought I was going to be appeased with some excuse,

I apologize, but you're sadly mistaken.

Hand me your g*n, my friend Otosaka.

He's working hard to take care of some orphans at the moment.

If he had been the one to find you in the slums,

he would have taken you in and done

all he could to see that you were brought up.

Right. Because he's a virtuous person.

Regretfully for you, I'm not interested in virtue or saving anyone.

I'm only interested in results. And you are useless to me.

Would you look at that?

How many times have I told you?

Your powers have far greater use than that of a simple butcher.

You're capable of using them for defense as well.

But I've never used my powers like that before.

Well, you just did, didn't you? Isn't that great? Just remember this.

Next time, I won't be so kind. Got it.

Now, then we should check

the bodies of the hostages. We might find something, sir.

What should we be looking for? Anything and everything.

Whatever might trace back to their hideout.

Their pocket lint, the soles of their shoes.

Any foreign bodies. All of these could be clues.

Come on. Being in the port Mafia

means more than just knowing how to b*at someone to death.

At this rate, OTA Saku might figure this all out on his own.

I'm aware of the individual that you speak of.

Despite being in the mafia, they say

he lacks the guts to k*ll anyone.

It's hard to imagine a person like that being your associate.

You've made two errors of judgment. Huh.

Guts have nothing to do with who we should associate with.

The other is a warning. If you

value your own safety, remember this.

Don't make him angry. If he ever was to become truly incensed.

I can assure you, without a doubt,

all of us would be dead within the blink of an eye.

When ODA Saku unleashes, he's more terrifying than any port Mafia member.

You could never hope to defeat him in a million years.

Akutagawa. Ridiculous. That can't be. Are you saying you actually believe I?

All right, let's get back to work.

We need to hurry up and make

sure that everything is cleaned up here.

We don't want the supernatural Special Operations Division getting involved.

This is ODA. Hey, ODA Saku. I found

something I want to tell you about.

Could we meet up and talk?

It's about the enemy's hideout, isn't it?

Yup. Did their soldiers tell you?

Not verbally, but we were able to get

results from a dried leaf that was

stuck to the bottom of one of their shoes.

Ango Sakaguchi traitor to the organization. This is where the information leads.

Is men should be arriving here shortly,

but I wanted to check things out beforehand.

To confirm a hunch.

What a sucker. What are you doing here?

This place is too dangerous. The enemy

is using this facility as a hideout.

Are you trying to tell me you don't need my help?

I can handle things by myself, literally.

Allow me to deduce why you're in this position right now.

Mimic found out you were a spy, didn't they?

How did you. Everyone in the Port

Mafia believes that you're a spy for Mimic.

But they're wrong. You've actually been a spy

for the Port Mafia that infiltrated Mimic.

The reason those guys were staking out your

room with sn*per r*fles was to make

sure that the p*stol hidden in there wouldn't get stolen.

Some might wonder why they weren't just

sent to the boss's hideout to assassinate him.

That's because you lied and told them

you didn't know of his location.

Which information you decided to give. In which you decided to withhold.

It was all predetermined by the boss.

You need to get out of here.

For all of my planning. I really screwed this one up.

They've set up a host of timed expl*sives all throughout this building.

If they want to send me straight

to hell for being the traitor that I am, you see?

It looks like you do need my help after all.

Let's go. How much longer till the bombs go off?

Your powers can answer that question better than I can.

If only they were as convenient as that.

At least. Our time's not up yet.

In the Sukkot.

Ready to jump. What?

Yeah.

You all right? All this excitement is a little

too much for me. Still. Thanks for saving me.

So how much of this does the boss know?

Nearly everything. The boss was the only

person who knew about me infiltrating mimic.

So the reason he had me look for you was to cover his ass.

He knew that I'd agree to go searching

for you while still being kept in the dark.

I need to report to him. The

head of Mimic is extremely dangerous.

He plans to crush the Port Mafia.

Who is this individual? The name of their leader is Gede.

He has a very powerful gift. We mustn't fight against him.

Especially you, Dosaku. Huh? The p*stol that was in that safe.

It serves as a type of emblem.

It has a unique carving in the cocking

piece which proves that its owner is a member of Mimic.

What the hell is Mimic anyway? They

are the remnants from the w*r.

They only know how to live on the b*ttlefield.

Even now, what they endured in the w*r haunts them.

What a psycho. What's that?

A ball.

This is bad.

Its portion. My ability.

Flawless allows me to see several seconds into the future.

However, it can't help me if I've

already fallen for the trap by the time I sense the danger.

Whoever set this up knew how my powers worked.

I'll go. Run. Oh.

Everything that I told you about Mimic just now is the

truth. Every last bit of it. I didn't lie to you about that.

You have my sincerest gratitude for saving me. Farewell.

I wish that I could have gone

drinking with you and Darci at our

usual spot like we used to. Just one last time.

Are you aware that there are people who actually think

you guys use your special abilities to seduce women?

Yeah, They don't understand that. Even if

we wanted to, it wouldn't work.

They just get creeped out and we'd fuzz it all up.