What'll it be?
Make it a strawberry sundae.
Sir...
This is a bar. It's no place for a kid.
Oh?
Then I'd expect to smell more alcohol,
but the smell of blood is what's assaulting my nose here.
Well, that's fine with me...
What I'm interested in is this strange rumor I heard.
They say that somewhere around here there's some outdated, violent bar.
A place where they'll take someone's life in place of money.
It's pretty scary.
Forgive me.
Royal Straight Flush, is it?
Laying a hand like that will shorten a person's life.
How about I buy you a round!
Not bad, Mr. Royal Straight Flush.
The next time you open up shop,
don't forget to add strawberry sundaes to the menu.
Bingo.
Yeah, my usual pizza.
The special mix with fresh ham and garlic potatoes. Rush delivery.
What, my tab?
Don't sweat the small stuff.
Soon, I'll pay you in one fell swoop for everything.
No olives. A large. Don't forget.
Are you listening to me, Dante?
Didn't you hear me? I'm studying.
I may be a man who does odd jobs, but I have no desire to baby-sit some brat.
--Brat? --Sorry, young lady.
In about 10 years or so, I'll ask you out on a date.
And I'll tell you "no" in about 1 0 seconds.
Me, I'm into younger guys.
Listen, Dante. She may be a kid, but...
Oops... My apologies.
She is not just any girl. She's Patty Lowell...
The Cinderella girl who is heiress to the Lowell family fortune.
She sure doesn't look it.
That's because all this time she's been living as an orphan downtown.
I see. Like Cinderella after the magic wore off.
Actually, it's the opposite.
The other day, the head of the Lowell family passed away.
When the will was read, an illegitimate child came to light. The lucky winner was...
...our young lady, Patty?
Precisely. In other words, the magic is just about to begin.
If you like, I could always hire you as my servant...
Whatever.
Basically, it has been requested that you escort Miss Patty
back to the Lowell Mansion by 6:00pm tomorrow.
--That's all? --That's all.
I won't do it. I've got a pizza on the way...
There's no pizza on the way.
I stopped by and talked with Andy at the pizza place and told him
that until you pay your tab in full, they are not to deliver a single pizza to you. Capisci?
You bastard. What right do you have to...
Shit... again?
If you win, I'll pay your tab in full. And if you lose...
Fine, I got it.
Heads.
You're not much of a gambler, are you?
Shut up.
Dante.
You forget something? You've got a show to play, right?
A show?
I'm counting on you.
I could come and see your show...
I mean, there must not be anyone who comes to see you otherwise, right?
Sorry, but my shows are adults only.
So the woman in that picture is coming to your show then, huh?
Picture?
Well, whatever you do, you should buy yourself a new car.
I don't see any romance happening in this car, that's for sure.
It's dirty, it stinks, and it's falling apart.
Listen, when it comes to women, it's not where you take them that's important.
It's how you get them there.
Dante.
This girl's life is mine!
Hey! Are you even listening to me?!
What are you doing?!
What was that all about?!
Don't you think that's a little dangerous?! What if I died?
Can't you do something about this, bro? You are a lawyer, aren't you?!
There's nothing that can be done!
If the person who sent that letter, Patty Lowell, actually does exist,
the fortune belongs to her.
You're kidding me!
Take it easy, big bro.
If that letter isn't a fake,
then Patty Lowell will come here around six o'clock tomorrow evening.
That's what I'm worried about!
Tomorrow at six in the evening... That makes exactly one week, doesn't it?!
"If Patty Lowell's existence is proven
within one week of the death of the Lowell family's head,
the entirety of the family fortune is to go to her," eh?
Unbelievable... To think our ever-so-serious other had an illegitimate child all this time...
Huh. So you can look pretty, too.
Is that a picture of some boy?
It's my mom!
And she's a lot prettier than your girlfriend!
But... I don't remember anything about her...
My mom got sick and died when I was just a baby.
That's what the director of the orphanage said.
That's why I don't remember anything about my mother...
The only thing I have is this picture of her...
Wow! She's beautiful!
Is that a picture of your mother?
Hey, and you're pretty charming yourself!
Mind if I sit here?
Huh?
There are open seats all over the place, aren't there?
--Here you go! --Thank you!
I hope I am not bothering you.
It's no bother. But I can't promise you that you'll live long.
What is that supposed to mean?!
Really!
Why would anyone need some promise like that, just because they sit...
Good grief. That's why I told you...
He's dead.
Mom... Mom...
Looks like he was beaten to death.
It can't be! Was it you?!
Over here!
What is this?!
Hey, you. Why don't you tell me what's going on?
Sure, how's this...
For the ten-odd seconds or so that this train was in the tunnel,
in this car there were those three, me and the girl.
And then our dead friend here. That makes six.
First off, the old man. He didn't do it.
And the couple there was making out in the dark.
You can see for yourself how the girl is.
That only leaves you...
No, there was one more person.
Or to be more precise, one more thing.
Who killed that guy?
Who knows...
It was a devil.
He was killed by a devil, wasn't he?
Could... Could a devil be hunting me, too?
Dante!
Let's go.
Checkmate.
Damn. I lost again!
Ever since we were kids, you've always run out of steam in the closing stretch.
That's why Jenny left you.
It's because you got in the way!
No, that was because you were at fault for jumping to conclusions.
Shit.
At any rate... You sure do love that painting, don't you?
Yes. I guess it's because looking at it puts me at peace.
I know, when we divide the fortune among us, I'll take the artwork that's here.
Me, I'll take cold, hard cash.
--Hey! Don't get ahead of yourselves! --We know. But we have to be prepared for the worst...
That's all we're doing...
Welcome.
Give me your cheapest room.
I don't give a damn if it gets sun or not.
Because we'll be out of here first thing in the morning anyhow.
One adult and one child.
She's not a child. She's a young lady.
What're you doing? Come on, let's get to sleep right away.
--Mom. --What?
Mom!
Mister!
Yes? What is it?
Where can I go to meet this woman?
Come on, your mother supposedly died, right?
Come on.
Shit. These beds really are small.
You, too. Get to bed. Tomorrow's going to be an early day.
My mom... she didn't actually get sick and die.
She disappeared.
I happened to overhear the director of the orphanage talking about it.
My mom was being hunted by a devil.
And she didn't want me, a baby, to be in danger,
so she put me in the care of the orphanage.
Is anyone hunted by a devil as good as dead?!
Is my mom dead?!
Am I going to be killed by a devil too, then?!
Who knows...
Me, I don't care about any fortune or inheritance...
If I were to get a little money, I'd just want to use it to buy lots of
clothes and sweets and stuff like that for the other kids at the orphanage.
But, clothes and sweets aren't what they all want.
Like me, they just want to see their mothers and their fathers!
More than anything.
You're probably just going to laugh at me...
Nope.
Everyone wants to see their parents.
Dante...
Well, sorry, but I've got a hot date with some pretty girls in Sandman Land...
You get some sleep, too.
Okay.
Hey! Where's my daughter?!
Daughter?
The kid I checked in together with!
Hmmm... I don't know what you're talking about, sir.
You bastard, what are you?
Me, I know pretty much all about you.
Yeah, then you know that thing won't be enough to kill me, don't you?
So, where is Patty?
Okay, fine...
Well, you see, right now in the demon world,
the four most powerful devils are vying for power.
Things are pretty dangerous.
Who told you to do this?
Huh?
Who told you to go after Patty?
It must be someone from the Lowell family...
Someone who doesn't want Patty to claim the inheritance.
Sorry. I'm just one of their grunts. They don't tell me anything.
Mom!
Mom! Mom!
Mom!
Mom! I wanted to see you so bad!
I'm sorry, Patty.
I won't do anything to make you feel lonely again.
Mom!
Because you're about to die right now!
And your mom's going to kill you!
Hey there.
You're not actually into lame operas like this, are you?
Dante!
Um... I was... my mom...
It looks like we're going to have to wait a bit longer for the touching finale.
The show to come isn't for kids.
Miss... I'm sorry, but now it's time for you to die.
It's because I was promised I'd be rewarded if I killed you.
Get lost.
Time's up.
Brother, we did it! The fortune is ours!
This letter was just a bunch of nonsense.
You have a guest.
A guest?
Thank you.
And who might you be?
Oh my, that's not funny!
I'm Patty Lowell.
No! She's just a child!
That one's a fake.
I took every possible situation into account.
Luckily, I was able to find a girl with the same name as me quite quickly.
I had it arranged so that all attention would be on her.
Thanks to her, my trip here was quite pleasant.
Well then. Why don't we just hurry and deal with the formalities?
I'm sorry, but I'm afraid your claim is invalid, Miss Patty Lowell.
Speaking as the lawyer, I regret to inform you
that you have renounced your right to the inheritance, as you missed the 6:00pm deadline.
Even if by just a second.
Really now! In his will, it says within one week of his death.
I'm quite sure that my dad will have been dead for exactly one week at 6:28.
And look! I am on time!
Will a driver's license suffice for my identification?
No... It's no longer necessary.
What do you mean by that?
Because Patty Lowell's existence...
will never be confirmed!
--Brother?! --And neither will yours!
The fortune is all mine!
And I'm not handing it over to anyone!
So it was you?
That requested I serve as a bodyguard for Patty.
Did you think you were making some small atonement for your sins against her?
You've got a pretty face, but you're more terrible than those devils.
Damn, if you were a devil, I'd be able to kill you without a second thought.
I need to work off some anger, so I'm gonna let loose and unwind!
Guess I'll put on one hell of a big show!
I saw it all! The adults only part...
Wait!
Please wait. I'm begging you.
That child... Please let me care for her!
I want to do what I can to make amends...
So, is it all right that you're not staying at the mansion?
It's fine. I received compensation.
Compensation?
Yep. Because I'm a little girl who's been scarred
from being exposed to the ugly world of adults.
I see.
And those clothes, are those the "compensation"?
Yep. As well as clothes and sweets for the kids at the orphanage.
In all, three truckloads!
That's great.
Ah, Morrison, you're here?
--Yeah. --Huh?
I thought my strawberry sundae would be delivered by the time I finished my shower...
That strawberry sundae?
That was my strawberry sundae!
Patty! What are you doing here?!
What... did you do to this room?
It was totally filthy and dorky, so I cleaned it and did some cute decorating.
Yeah, but I'm more concerned about my strawberry sundae...
That's what I charge for my work.
Thanks! It was so good!
What a pain... the only jobs I get are those that don't pay anything.
My debt just keeps growing...
And now, I have to look after some brat on top of it all.
On nights like tonight, I like to open up the throttle on my motorcycle
and blow off some steam.
And if I should cross paths with some devil along the way...
Well, that would just make it perfect.