A fortune teller who was murdered, an invitation addressed to Roxane...
...and an evening in a garden box.
We came here on a whim, but was it really a good idea?
Even the person that led us here disappeared before the ship left the port.
W-Wait, Victorica.
What is it, Kujou?
It's not fair to just eat by yourself. I'm hungry, too.
We came here by Roxane's written invitation.
There's only dinner for one.
Never mind. I'll find something else to eat.
Didn't you bring any snacks or anything?
My intelligence guided me in planning all the proper accoutrement; of course I packed snacks.
As well as emergency food supplies.
But you saw fit to leave them all at the school.
It's all because of your quibbling.
You reap what you sow, Kujou.
My quibbling, you say?!
I don't want to hear that from—
I hereby present the quibbler with a roll.
Not bad.
Kazuya!
Stand up, Kazuya!
Kazuya!
The men of Japan must acquire strength so that they may protect the weak.
You call yourself the son of an imperial soldier?
Get up, Kazuya.
Kazuya!
Hey, you.
Foreign exchange student who's always quibbling.
Wake yourself.
You don't have to tell me — I'm getting up!
Huh?
Where are we?
The food must have been drugged.
When I woke up, everyone was here in this lounge.
What?
Where...? Where is this?
It won't open!
What is this?
What the heck?
Kujou, something isn't right.
What do you mean?
There were 9 others in the dining hall.
Including us, that makes 11.
However, there are currently 12 people.
Another person has joined our ranks.
Episode 2
The Souls of the Dead Raise a Shipwreck
You're right. There are 12.
In other words, someone who was absent from the dining hall is now with us.
That person is most likely the one who brought us all here.
How do you know that?
The boxed garden.
It looks that way.
Then does that make those kids over there the rabbits?
That's...
That's the Queen Berry?
It's as though I've seen it someplace before.
Don't touch that!
Just as I thought... This ship is...
Yes, there's no doubt.
Are you all right, Kujou?
I remember now.
I read about it in the library.
It's that ghost story.
The ship that sunk ten years ago...
The Queen Berry.
The spirits of the dead will appear on stormy nights.
They entice the living and sacrifice them to the sea.
Wh-What kind of reaction is that?
I thought you were telling a joke, so I laughed.
I'm being serious here—
The power?
What happened?
Hey!
Victorica.
Victorica, where are you?
Victorica!
What are you doing?
What?
Well, you know...
My word!
This writing wasn't here a moment ago.
It's been ten whole years since then.
It seems like it was only yesterday.
Now it's your turn.
The box has been prepared.
Now...
Hares...
You must run!
The hares of the boxed garden.
We're not here to hunt the hares for our own amusement.
This time...
...we're the hares!
Those kids are going to kill us all!
It's no use!
That door is locked—
It should be safe now.
We have to get out of here.
That trap has already been sprung.
Okay, let's go.
Hurry!
That ship will be the end of us!
The two of you should get out of here, as well.
R-Right.
Don't worry, Victorica. If you just stay behind me...
Victorica?
There's a corpse lying right in front of her, yet she's completely unfazed.
Wa-Wait up.
They're going to use a life boat?
You can't hope to stay afloat in these waters.
It's too dangerous!
Hey, calm down!
Let go of me!
If we stay on this ship, we will be the hares.
I'm lowering it!
Hey, wait for me!
Don't leave me behind!
How reckless.
You fools.
You fools!
I can't say I didn't warn them.
It's over.
Even after seeing so many people die, Victorica is...
The Victorica that I remember from the botanical garden; she looked just like a doll.
She's just so mysterious.
Victorica, exactly who are you?
Huey...
It's no use. He's dead.
I can't take anymore of this!
This is...
In just the few moments we were away...
Hey.
Where's the corpse?
It's gone?
It's the ghosts.
The... The hares have returned!
Are you hurt?
Here you are.
I apologize for my overreaction.
My name is Maurice.
I work at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Saubure.
Might I ask your names?
I'm Julie Guile.
I'm... unemployed.
My father owns a mining company.
Me? I'm Ned Baxter.
I work as an actor in England.
Coincidentally, I'm playing the culprit in a murder case next week.
Don't tell me you're the one who did this!
Of course not!
I-If I may...
My name is Kujou Kazuya and I've come from Japan.
And this little lady here is Victorica.
Victorica?
Excuse me, have we met?
Maurice, shouldn't you tell the young ones on the ship what's going on?
Wh-Whatever do you mean?
That replica.
When my friend here approached the replica, you warned him.
How did you know the trap was there?
You're right.
I know this ship well.
This is the very ship which sank into the Mediterranean Sea on that fateful day in 1914, 10 years ago.
She is the Queen Berry herself!
The ship was filled with kids that we called "hares".
With various hair and eye colors, and all speaking different tongues,
11 boys and girls of various nationalities were brought aboard the ship.
All chosen by adults for a certain purpose, they stayed overnight on the Queen Berry.
When daylight broke, I was ordered to investigate the ship.
What I found...
What happened to the kids?
They were all dead.
They had been killed...
...by one another.
For what purpose were they brought here?
Why did they—
I only recovered the bodies.
I don't know the details!
But why would they kill each other?
I don't know that either.
The water seeped in very quickly and the ship sank.
This is the origin of that ghost story that you've heard, Kujou.
The phantom ship, Queen Berry.
A sunken ship raised by the spirits of the dead.
It's been about 10 years since then.
The adults who caused their deaths were gathered here like this and died.
It's all over.
We're going to die here.
What? Again with that laugh?
What are you doing? What's so funny?
I was acknowledging your joke.
A joke?!
I am—
Do you think that ghosts can write invitations?
She has a point.
But this ship surely sank in the Mediterranean Sea.
Everyone, if you would simply use your nose.
This smell...
It's the smell of fresh paint.
And this wine.
The label says 1890.
That means it was fermented 30 years ago in Saubure.
But the color is clear and the smell is still young.
What are you getting at?
The winery this came from was burned down during the Great War in the summer of 1914.
It would be impossible to acquire a bottle now.
So the label...
It's most likely been replaced.
Why would they go though all the trouble?
It should be obvious.
In order to create a perfect replica of that boat.
But what about the writing on the wall?
What about this flooded lounge?
Where did the body go?
Rather than present you with a pile of words, I'd rather show you by reconstructing the chaos.
When we returned from the ship's deck, we entered this room. Why?
Because the door was open.
The other rooms were closed.
Precisely.
Now, Kujou, try opening that door over there.
What's wrong?
It looks exactly like the lounge we were just in.
This is where we started.
It's a very simple trick.
As for the writing on the wall, the chaos which I've reconstructed has led me to this.
Wallpaper?
Who would have thought?
The time allotted by that blackout would surely be sufficient to reveal the writing.
If you look closely, it's pretty simple.
Amazing! You're incredible, Victorica!
I hear the sound of water.
It's flooding!
We have to go to the radio room and call for help!
Don't just stand there!
Do you want to go down with the ship?
If this ship is just like the Queen Berry, we need to go down one floor to get to the radio room!
Why is this ship so inconveniently designed?
There's an elevator.
Stop!
Let's look for some stairs.
Victorica, here.
What are you going to do with that?
This is a pretty dangerous place.
Give me your hand.
Kujou, I must say, nothing makes me angrier than you trying to coddle me!
I'm just worried about you!
How can you speak to me like that, you stubborn brat?
What did you say?
There are even traps here of all places.
Everyone! I found the stairs.
You're very kind, young man.
You protected that girl diligently back there.
I didn't really do anything.
A man's man.
I thought she didn't want to hold hands.
We're going, Kujou.
It's all over. We're finished.
Come on.
We need to hurry.
If we hurry, we should still be able to make it.
Hurry!
Hop on.
Come on. We're in a hurry.
Victorica, you're choking me.
Deal with it.
I don't want to. I'll die.
You chose this burden yourself.
Burden?
Is this a burden?
This is easier than carrying the suitcase.
Are girls really this light?
Victorica, could it be that you're actually scared?
What?
Nothing.
That's right.
No matter how smart she is...
No matter how stubborn she is...
Victorica is still a girl.
So small and fragile.
I know that it was I who brought her here, but...
The men of Japan must acquire strength so that they may protect the weak.
There! It looks like we can reach the front of the ship through here.
It's no use!
If this goes on, we'll end up being the hares.
Get a grip. We're going to the radio room to avoid just that.
What if help doesn't come?!
If we're going to die anyway, I'll kill all of you.
What's wrong with you?!
Wait!
Old man, that is quite enough!
There are many weapons hidden aboard this ship.
In drawers, in vases, under carpets...
They're everywhere!
For what purpose?
For killing each other, obviously!
The hares are frightened by the hunting dogs and lose trust in one another.
They then find the weapons and begin eliminating each other.
Hunting dogs?
So, who's the hare?
The hares are already dead, aren't they?
Shut up!
There were ones that lived.
They would be around your age by now.
No... I don't know what's what anymore!
I'll kill all of you and become the sole survivor!
Maurice, Victorica has no role in this.
No role?
As if that matters!
How foolish.
I... I won't let you.
I will not allow you to harm her!
Kujou...
What are you doing?
I'm the one who brought you here.
As the third son of an imperial soldier, I must see to it that you are returned unharmed.
I carry with me that responsibility!
It all makes sense now.
So you're the hare...
I'll have you dead!
Hares and hunting dogs?
I don't understand this at all!
It is you whom I do not understand, Kujou.
Why would you go to such lengths for one such as I whom you have just met?
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The Hares Make a Promise Under the Morning Sun