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In the end, it is true that they requested an apology
from the Asian nations, regardless of regrets that we have already expressed.
That may be especially relevant to those who received the previous century's postwar education.
While they passively observed the war between Asia and Europe,
it is true that they fought in the Second Vietnam War,
and the figures of this relief fund are also quite real.
I think I've had enough.
Just think of this as taxpayer money...
I can't win against you, Chairman...
You're...!
Don't do it, Gino!
Save me!
P-Please!
Gino-kun!
Hey!
Is something wrong, Gino-kun?
The ride is a bit rough.
Sorry about that, Mr. Chairman.
MY SATIATED SELF
How about it? Want to go to that restaurant I talked about and try their oysters?
They're excellent.
Oh, I think I'll pass today.
Why? Is it that "real" job of yours?
How pitiful...
Food is unnecessary to a cyborg with artificial organs.
Not to mention that to a person who has had all of his senses digitized,
eating "good" food is but nostalgia.
What?
What's wrong?
Are you getting pursued by Public Safety again?
Er, no...
Yeah, about Nakamatsu, right?
Yeah, I heard he was dumped again.
Food products for cyborgs...
Now that I think about it, they are also victims.
They were conscripted for the non-nuclear World War IV, also known as the Second Vietnam War,
and they were implanted with cyberbrains and cybernetic parts according to military regulations.
The viewpoint that war is a multinational corporation's bazaar is an appropriate one.
It was a testing ground that greatly advanced cybernetic technology...
That's the true identity of the previous great war.
They weren't even aware that they were guinea pigs.
They now seem happy, clinging to their nominal stipends and the jobs that were given to them,
even though they lost their bodies, their families and even their homeland.
Never knowing that it's a false pleasure created by the virtual persona
of their cyberbrains and cybernetic implants..
The Police Department's investigation branch recently announced
that a particularist terrorist organization has claimed responsibility
for the recent series of explosions that targeted residential refugee relief sectors.
The terrorist organization apparently demands deportation of Asian refugees.
They state that their actions thus far constitute a stopgap measure
against riots by Asian refugees and the financial plight induced by the current refugee aid policy.
It's a bluff.
The media merely regurgitates what the authorities tell them.
They're fully aware that it's a bluff, but the media manipulates information and gains profit from it anyway.
That's how they work.
What the media wants and what it's trying to do...
All you need to do is look at their "other" side to find the answer...
Having lost even the ability to objectify their hedonism,
they continue to laugh at the ignorant masses.
It's clear enough from the way that Katakura,
who is the chairman of the three major networks, finds endless fault with those who continue
to dine at high-end Japanese restaurants.
To say nothing of the ruling coalition's leadership,
executives of multinational corporations monopolize the patents for cyberbrains and cybernetic parts
that are in the senior officials of various government agencies...
Katakura doesn't have the nerve to state the truth at all.
What he does have is the desire to maintain his empire.
Black smoke continues to rise at the scene.
It is a vivid testimony to the extent of the attack on the government administration office building
by Asian refugees protesting refugee policies.
How weak.
This won't end anything.
Again, nothing will begin.
"Reset the world"...
The real enemy is the media.
They side with the authorities and proclaim their righteousness.
However, they do not know.
They do not know that one who knows everything stands here.
That someone with a strong will who knows and will attempt to expose the truth exists.
I must hasten his execution.
That is the mission of one who does not fear death in his knowledge and pursuit of truth.
A Jewish writer who was prominent in the beginning of the last century said this:
"There is no life without truth. Truth is probably life itself."
And this is where true life exists.
Her beauty is an undeniable truth.
Her natural beauty as a single life form...
The enjoyment of pleasure as pleasure,
and on the other hand, the courage to refuse to possess anything except what is necessary for survival.
The very obvious fact that she is a complete cyborg...
a physical body that cannot be separated from an existence specialized for pleasure.
This is true beauty.
I can be certain that she is human.
I can see something within her that is trying to protect her humanity, just like me.
Everyone else pales before the brilliance of her psyche.
Even if one were to obtain her with money, her will, beauty and truth can never be owned.
Why...?
No one can sully the truth,
no matter how much they brandish their authority and attempt to toy with our feelings.
Only one knows the truth.
And I am that one.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow, the world will awaken to the truth!
Finally, tomorrow's the day.
As I said, tell me if you're going to take time off!
I don't know whether this job is your primary or secondary one,
but just be happy that you get to be Chairman Katakura's personal pilot.
Sure, your skills are the best.
You were a hero during the War,
but there are no jobs for guys like you refugee combat cyborgs out there in the first place!
What?
You weren't like this before.
At the time, you had enough courage to not avert your eyes from the truth.
If it were the old you, you wouldn't have allowed someone like Katakura to go unchecked!
The times have changed!
Everyone has to live.
Have you forgotten why I've withdrawn from the military to follow you?
Hey, are you listening to me?
You okay?
What are you muttering?
Oh, nothing...
Sorry.
I'll leave that to you.
Yes, let the other party...
What is it?
Er, nothing.
I apologize about yesterday.
I took a break from work without permission.
Yesterday?
I'm sorry for inconveniencing you.
Oh.. Was that how it was?
It's me again.
No, it's nothing. Sorry about the wait.
Anyway...
Damn!
That damn bastard needs my skills,
so he just pretended like he forgot... Bastard!
He got all high and mighty when I decided to bend a little!
If I put my mind to it, my piloting could make you guys...
My mind is clear and serene.
I do not intend to begrudge the fact that I'll be sacrificing my life for the pitiful masses.
However... even if I am to rid this world of Katakura,
it is possible that their networks will cover up the incident.
If that happens, the truth will not reach the world.
In order to prevent that from happening, I must tell someone the truth.
My wife stopped speaking to me.
That's bad.
You'll have to get her back in a good mood by giving her a lot of "services."
Hey, what's up?
How about going drinking for a change?
If not, that restaurant you mentioned the other day where they have good oysters...
How strange.
Did something good happen?
Well, actually...
It seems like I might have to quit the company because of my "real" job...
So...
Oh, a promotion?
Good for you.
No, it's not like that...
Well, I'd love to accept your offer considering the circumstances...
But I can't today.
Oh, it's all right. No problem.
Good luck.
I was hauled out to war to fulfill a promise far from the one intended for my existence,
just to protect the authority of a selected few.
No one can understand the magnitude of what I lost on the battlefield.
What's your business here?
I'd like to buy her with this.
Not enough.
Not enough at all...
if that's all you have.
It's not just you.
It's not just you who lost something important in the war.
All right, we're done.
But we haven't done anything yet.
It requires an additional fee if you want more.
Besides...
W-Wait a minute!
I even paid the membership fee as an advance!
Manager!
Please forgive me! If you take that, my wife and children will...
We won't be able to eat...
This is the Refugee Relief Fund.
I'm sorry, I'm one of the donors to your Fund, but...
Thank you for your kindness, sir!
Um, there's been a complication... and I'd like for you to stop the automated withdrawal from my account...
Er, hello?
I'm sorry! We are unable to determine the nature of your request.
Er, Hello?! I want you to stop withdrawing from my account!
I want to cancel my account with the Fund!
Then, I will now go over the sign-up procedures.
For information regarding the reduction of your donation, press 1.
For information regarding all other topics, press 2.
That was the first good win in a long while!
Oh, by that Olympic boxer Shiga?
Yeah, his right cross was awesome!
Yeah, it made me numb!
Why do you want to eat?
You don't need to, do you?
Why do you want to eat?!
You don't need to!
Why?
Why?!
Why do you want to eat?!
This is not instinct!
That sure was a surprise, wasn't it?
Yeah, to think that he'd get taken for questioning by Public Safety...
Seriously.
I wonder if he knew... that the guy was Asian.
Who knew?
Gino.
The two were close.
Him? No way.
You're right.
Yup, yup.
The Asian refugee terrorist who bombed the administrative government office building has been arrested.
The suspects name is Misawa Youichi, a.k.a You Mintei.
He has just now emerged from the building, flanked on both sides by a detective.
Is it a victory performance?
Wh-Why is it him...?
Shortly after his arrest, three Asian refugee aid organizations and the Organization for Refugee Safety and Human Rights
called an unusual press conference,
in which they stated that his actions represented the sentiments of both Asian and Japanese refugees,
who regularly suffer unspoken discrimination.
As such, they allege that the authorities should make allowances for extenuating circumstances
and have made clear their intent to pursue a reduction in his sentence.
Please take her home.
What's wrong...?
What did he... Katakura... do to you?
It's my job.
I was... looking for you.
All the time... for several days...
No, ever since I was born...
Me, too.
I won't let you suffer anymore.
Let's go far away, just the two of us,
to where no one can come between us. To our own country.
But, before that, I have something I must do.
What do you intend to do?
I have to... release the truth.
And take me along in the process?
You've fought enough.
You've won.
I hope... that's the case...
Major, I just heard from Ishikawa.
There are no connections whatsoever between him and the serial terrorist events.
In addition, the loss of his lower body was unrelated to combat, according to military records.
He apparently got hit with an aggressive STD while on duty.
Hey, Major! Are you listening?
Yes, I am.
His assassination plot was just a delusion.
Well, how's he doing?
Just fine.
He's one of the many people who have faint hope and frustration towards reality.
He could never bring himself to carry out his plan.
Excuse me... where to?
A proletarian who is pitifully ignorant of the truth...