Giuse-san. Have you picked out a souvenir for Henrietta?
I'm not sure what to choose.
It's tough, because she loves anything I give her...
You have it easy, Hirscher, always buying stuffed animals.
You don't get it, do you?
Triela is always researching what she wants,
so I can't choose just anything.
Incidentally, what I got her this time is called a Steiff bear...
Your souvenir from France is a Steiff?
Excuse me.
I take it you're from Italy?
Yeah. We're on our way home from a business trip.
We're just about to take the train.
If it's a French souvenir you're wanting, I can help you out.
Do you have anything good?
It's for this "Henriette" girl, yes? Then I got just the thing.
It's even got a great story to it...
Is it true you're going to the Balkans, Giuse-niisama?
It'll only be for half a year.
Don't go! They say it's dangerous because of the radiation!
You won't be lonely. Our brother will still be here.
But... Jean-niisama never comes to my recitals.
Yes, Jean-san.
Our meeting with the French Ministry of the Interior ended fine.
We're heading back on the TGV now.
There's going to be a large-scale demonstration in Rome tomorrow.
Try to be back in time.
Understood.
Amid the difficulty of sticking to that one feeling,
I want to protect you and fulfill my promise to the only one for me
In a world filled with doubt, I still can't find the answer
Even so, I continue forward... Why?
If I can change this dream-like reality with my own two hands,
amid the difficulty of sticking to that one feeling,
I want to protect the only one for me
I swear on my beating heart I will continue to run until I burn away
Amid the eternal love I feel simply by living,
I want to fulfill my promise
"Italy Social Welfare Agency Engineering Wing"
I'll see you later!
"Rome, Italy"
Giuse. The activists don't appear to be doing anything at the moment.
Yeah, they don't, Brother.
This is my brother. But we're not real siblings.
We're always together during missions,
so we're called a "fratello... brother and sister."
Close, but not close enough to touch.
That's how far apart Giuse-san and I are.
I'd like to get closer to him, though...
Rico. Use the sidewalk.
Henrietta.
Something the matter?
No! It's nothing!
"Roman Coliseum"
Sir.
A serious clash has broken out between the protestors and the MPs.
This is it. It's very likely they'll use this as a chance to strike.
Where are the fratellos?
Jean-Rico and Guise-Etta teams are heading north
from Circo Massimo Station.
Hirscher-Triela team is watching from the Memorial Observatory.
The other members are patrolling the area for anyone suspicious.
Contact the Handlers. Tell them to find the F.R.F. Terrorists.
"San Gregorio Street, Rome"
Giuse. We're going to return to the chief's van real quick.
You stay here and watch the perimeter.
Got it.
Is that the Five Republics Faction causing all that?
Those are ordinary citizens.
Even in Rome, there are lots of pro-independence supporters.
Are you okay, Giuse-san?!
You're bleeding!
It's only a scratch.
More importantly, we need to watch the perimeter!
Look!
Let's go!
Priscilla!
Giuse-san! Etta! What was that explosion?!
Padania terrorists! Let me borrow this!
O-Okay.
Alright! Get on!
Yes, sir!
My Vespa... I hope I get it back...
I did it! I killed 10 guys! All thanks to this!
These bombs are incredible.
Now we can get up close without the police dogs detecting them.
When we get the chance, we'll blow another two or three elsewhere.
Hey, doesn't that scooter seem strange?!
It's been following us for a while now!
Wait. There's too much traffic here.
The place'll be swarming with cop cars if we cause a scene, too.
Giuse-san! I see a Beretta submachine gun!
Not yet!
Giuse! Do you read me?!
The administrative district is coming up.
We'll corner the target up ahead!
Got it!
Rico. We're going to get ahead of them and cut off their escape route.
Yes, Jean-san!
Do we kill them?
No, we need someone to interrogate. Just make them hurt.
Yes, sir!
Damn it!
It looks like we can lead the enemy's car into this narrow alleyway.
Yes.
Let's use this to set a trap.
Yes. That's a good idea.
You all right, Henrietta?
Yes. I'm fine.
Shit!
Is that good?
Yeah. That'll do.
Don't go anywhere!
I'm going to make you regret everything soon enough!
Damn you!
Several years ago,
this country's prime minister founded the Social Welfare Agency,
a public-interest organization intended to perform charity work.
In truth, it's an intelligence agency that covertly removes
those who oppose the government.
Triela! Are you all right?
Within the agency, our Special Ops Section 2
gathers patients around the country on the verge of death,
gives them mechanical bodies, and sends them on dangerous missions.
Using what's called "conditioning,"
the girls have their memories of their previous lives blocked out,
and are made to obey the orders of their partners and the agency.
The powerful bodies they're given allow them to survive,
but in exchange, they lose their pasts and free will.
These "cyborgs" can kill without any hesitation whatsoever.
"Today, I killed an enemy for Giuse-san."
"I'm sad I wasn't very helpful,
but I was happy when he held me on the scooter!"
The end.
Giuse-san. It's me, Henrietta.
It smells like cigarettes...
Did Giuse-san have a cigarette?
Could this be my souvenir from France?
A gold kaleidoscope...
It's written in French.
"For my beloved, Louise Antoinette Rolle..."?
I-I'm sorry!
Henrietta...
I don't know...
A kaleidoscope that's addressed to a woman as a present...
Say, Henrietta. What was this woman's name again?
Umm, Louise Antoinette Rolle...
I guess it really is Giuse-san's girlfriend?
I wouldn't worry. She died in the 19th century.
Eh?
Unless it's a case of someone with the same name,
that's the name of a married woman a great French writer once loved.
He wrote a love story based on himself and Mrs. Rolle,
but the heroine in that novel was named Henrietta.
- Oh... - Then...
The present was for you.
As thoughtful and roundabout as it was.
Umm! Uhh! I, uhh...
Uranus rotates horizontally, almost along the same path as its orbit.
So its rings look especially round from Earth.
There are some small moons nearby called "shepherd moons."
They're called that because...
Say, Claes.
What? Let me sleep...
Was that novel about a love that succeeded?
No.
Is it okay that her present has bad luck, then?
She'll be okay. It's probably a fake anyway.
After all, kaleidoscopes had just been invented then.
Ah.
Besides, if love doesn't work out in a story like that,
it wasn't true love to begin with.
Have I answered all your questions, Triela-kun?
Yes, Claes-sensei!
A doll without a heart, born from warm hands
I neither smile nor talk
I want you to hear about these feelings someday,
though they can't be put into words
I'll summon all my strength
to know what it means to live