It's that time of year again, huh?
Organizing our guest lists is such a pain.
Please stop trying to make it sound as if you've done this for many years, Ikuro-san.
This year is only your second time, isn't it?
Yeah, but last time was just so much work.
It brought back memories of doing summer homework. It was agonizing.
You weren't the type to just trample your summer homework underfoot and forget it?
What? That's so rude.
I was the type to finish it on the last day with tears in my eyes.
Let's see. For someone who hasn't visited the hotel in twenty years...
we take them off the "active" list... right?
Yes. Updating the lists is the core of this hotel's management.
Why don't you digitize them?
Because it creates security risks.
To broadly categorize people who haven't stayed at the hotel in twenty years...
There are those who failed in their work and lost their lives,
those who reached the end of their natural lives by illness or old age,
those whose area of activity moved overseas, and...
among freelance contract killers, there are some who retire.
And in very rare cases...
Hey.
Hello. Do you have a reservation?
It's me! Me!
I stayed here last week, remember?!
Did you?
Pardon me for asking, but may I have your name?
Atsuhiko Suzumura! I'm a regular here!
Forgetting the name of a famous killer like me...
You sure have some nerve, kid.
My apologies. I may have been helping some other guests last week.
You're the one who came out and greeted me!
Please forgive our oversight.
We will process your paperwork immediately.
We will take charge of your luggage.
Please be seated while we make arrangements.
Ikuro-san, check for vacancies.
Sure.
I'll go back through the lists.
Sure.
Ikuro-san.
Sure.
Suzumura-sama has indeed stayed with us. It was roughly twenty years ago.
Sara-san.
Age
Gender
Male
Suzumura Atsuhiko
I need everyone's help. If you think I seem to be having trouble, I'd be happy if you came up and talked to me.
Is this...
Ikuro-san, we were just discussing guests who haven't kept up communication with us.
Yeah.
Contract killers who have passed away,
contract killers who have moved overseas,
contract killers who have retired...
and in very rare cases...
Suzumura Atsuhiko
I need everyone's help. If you think I seem to be having trouble, I'd be happy if you came up and talked to me.
contract killers with dementia.
Risk Management
Dementia?
Yes, dementia.
So when he said...
I stayed here last week, remember?!
That was...
For him, that is probably the truth.
Even though he can remember things from long ago,
recent events are exceedingly easily forgotten.
Memories mix together.
That's one of the symptoms of dementia.
Professional killers get dementia? Yes, of course they would.
Right.
In any case...
we will use the information recorded here to contact his family.
Yeah, we should.
Excuse me, Suzumura-sama?
Where... am I?
We'll take you home.
And now to the traffic center. Shirayuri Dougeno-san, if you would.
Yes, here's the news.
Accidents have caused traffic congestion
on the Etsuen Circular Route and city interchanges.
The outer lanes of the Etsuen Circular Route in the vicinity of the Tokorodani Interchange
are impacted by an accident involving a truck and a kei car.
The kei car flipped on its side,
causing a traffic jam stretching for seven kilometers.
Where are we going?
Traveling from the Neriga Interchange
Well...
Your daughter, Hazuki-san, has been looking for you, so...
to the Kawawata Interchange will take approximately 45 minutes.
Traveling down toward the Tsurugaumi Junction,
an accident near the Outou Tunnel has caused a nine-kilometer traffic jam.
No, not that way!
Right! Go right!
You turn right next!
And now, the central highways.
On the westbound coastal highway headed for Tateiso,
an accident involving a truck and a passenger car at the East Miyako Tunnel
has caused a fifteen-kilometer jam reaching to Isotaka.
On the eastbound coastal highway, a truck has broken down at East Sudarejima,
causing a traffic jam stretching seven kilometers to the Tateiso Bypass.
It's right up here. It should be there.
Southbound Gosato is backed up for three and a half kilometers from the tollgate.
It's all right. We're on our way to where your daughter lives.
Northbound Gosato is backed up for nine kilometers from Katotsu to the Gosato Junction.
What are you talking about?
Huh?
Stop right here!
What?
That's all from the traffic center.
That's dangerous!
Right. That was Shirayuri Dougeno.
Wait, plea—
Thank you. Please keep driving safely out there, everyone.
Let go of me!
We can't just suddenly stop like—
I'm telling you...
And now, I'd like to play something a little nostalgic for you.
Kamome Harumi's "Sea of Love."
Why won't this open?
All right! All right, we'll do it!
I can't hear it. Let me hear it better.
If you don't make it louder, I can't hear it!
Oh, right! Of course.
A northern salt wind
Wet with tears
Words of parting, too
Vanish with the waves
The ocean?
No matter what kill I was asked to complete, I was confident I could accomplish it.
And at the same time...
I never failed to be prepared for my death at any moment.
That's what it means to be a professional contract killer.
I see. It sounds like you weren't afraid of anything.
That's the problem with youngsters.
They don't know just how terrifying they are to face...
Children, that is.
One day, for the sake of my work, I came to have a family.
It was meant to be in name only,
but of all the things to happen, she took a liking to me.
That was the one and only peaceful time in my life.
She died early, though.
I couldn't do anything for her.
Not a thing.
But still...
I couldn't spend all my time grieving.
She'd left me behind... along with our little daughter.
And, well, she cried a lot.
As a baby, she'd cry all night.
Can you believe it?
I could stand behind a target without making a single sound,
and I'd watch my daughter's breathing to make sure
I wouldn't wake her as I went to her bedside.
It's hilarious, isn't it?
There was a time we went digging for clams at low tide.
As a child, what scared her most was blood and getting hurt.
Her rake scraped my hand.
When she saw it, she started bawling.
Even now, I can still remember it.
Did she imagine what the pain must have felt like?
Was it fear of the blood that welled up?
I just didn't know what to do with her.
The child certainly was a handful.
Suzumura Atsuhiko
That girl has been the biggest difficulty I've faced in my whole life.
Dad!
Oh, Hazuki!
What's wrong? What brings you here?
You're asking me that? You just...
I'm so sorry.
Not at all. He just happened to come to our hotel.
Thank you.
You're sweating a lot.
Because I've been searching everywhere!
Huh? Searching?
Honestly!
Um... I really am so sorry for causing trouble for you at work like this.
Trouble? What have you done?
Dad!
And who are these people?
Dad! You're being rude to the people who brought you back here!
I'm sorry. My dad has dementia.
Please don't mind him.
Don't treat me like I'm some daft old codger!
At any rate, thank you so much for your help today.
I'd like to show my appreciation.
Oh, no. There's no need to worry about that.
We're just glad we could return him to you safely.
I really am so sorry, but I'll take you at your word.
We'll be going now.
Come on, Dad. Say thank you.
But who are these people?
Okay! Our drop-off mission is complete!
Let's head back!
It isn't complete yet.
Do we really have to?
We really have to.
Hey, Dad. Dad!
Are you listening?
I was really worried, you know.
You are aware of our hotel's terms of service, I assume.
Divulging information about it is absolutely forbidden.
It isn't simply about the survival of the hotel.
It's a problem that threatens the safety of all our guests.
Dad, this way.
If he violates the contract,
I know.
he must be dealt with accordingly.
That is how we handle risk management.
Hotel Inhumans.
You treat me like I'm a senile old man.
I'm sorry.
So why'd you go to that hotel? And on a day as hot as today, too.
To get ready for my next job.
It's seriously hot today.
I see. A hotel, huh?
We'll go and stay there together sometime, okay?
What are you talking about?
You think you can stay there?
It's a hotel that caters to contract killers!
Yes, yes. That's right. You were a contract killer, weren't you?
You've told me that 300 times now.
Let's go.
Hazuki, you don't believe me, do you?
Well, I mean, all you do since you retired from being a civil servant is watch movies.
His family thinks it's a fantasy of his?
It seems so.
I keep telling you, it's the truth!
Hey. What's wrong?
Why are you drenched in sweat?
It's disgraceful!
Yes, you're right!
It's hot. Let's drink some water!
You'll have some, too, right?
There you go, Dad. I took the cap off for you.
Right.
What the hell?!
What do you think you're doing, gramps?!
I'm soaked!
Hey! What are—
I'm so sorry!
It's because I didn't hand it to him properly.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!
F-Forget it.
I'm sorry! I'm really, really sorry!
Hazuki, you apologize too much.
A contract killer's daughter shouldn't be so pathetic.
...your fault.
Huh? What was that?
I said it's your fault, Dad!
You need to control yourself!
Of course I'll apologize!
I'm the only one who can apologize!
Because you're like that, I have to...
I'm sorry I'm a disgrace as a daughter.
I'm sorry for making you feel embarrassed.
But...
All this sweat is your fault!
And you're just going to forget all this anyway.
I know, Dad.
You really are a murderer, right?
I saw.
Just by chance, when I was organizing all of your things.
I think I had a vague inkling all along
that you weren't doing decent work.
And it's not like I want to know everything after all this time.
I don't want to know any of it!
If I did know, I'd probably hate you so much I wouldn't know what to do about it!
Because if you disappeared, I'd just go looking for you again!
Why are you crying, Hazuki?
Understood. Thanks, Nakata-san.
The check of Suzumura-san's home is complete.
Nothing else that was traceable to us was found.
She said Spider disposed of the tools of the trade that Hazuki-san happened to find.
It seems there was evidence that the case hadn't been opened in years.
So, Ikuro-san, what is your risk assessment?
Without any hard evidence, no one would believe he was a professional killer.
And his daughter doesn't seem likely to act on her suspicions.
Risk level E.
How about we have Spider conduct intermittent inspections?
That seems reasonable.
Though Nakata-san will probably complain about the increased workload.
Hurry up and restaff Spider!
But, man, it really is hot.
When we get back, we will continue organizing the guest lists.
Barf.
Hey, can't we just forget all of it and go swimming?
Feel free to go alone.
I don't wanna organize the lists!
Are you sure you want to?
To forget everything?
There was a time we went digging for clams at low tide.
As a child, what scared her most was blood and getting hurt.
Her rake scraped my hand.
When she saw it, she started bawling.
Even now, I can still remember it.
Did she imagine what the pain must have felt like?
Was it fear of the blood that welled up?
I just didn't know what to do with her.
The child was a handful.
That girl has been the biggest difficulty I've faced in my whole life.
What did you do when she cried?
I'd pick her up and hold her.
But I never managed to make her stop crying.
Yeah.
I don't think I want to forget after all.
I want to remember.
Hey, Hazuki. What's wrong?
Don't cry. Don't cry.
There, there. Come on.
Don't cry.
Come on, Hazuki. Don't cry.
There's no need to cry.
Okay? Okay?
A northern salt wind
Wet with tears
Words of parting, too
Vanish with the waves
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