HOME SWEET HOME
I made this sushi.
Never thought I'd get a homemade dish from you, Mr. En!
Now eat.
Sushi with raw meat?
You even cut the meat into mushroom shapes.
That's so you, En.
Can I just eat the meat on top?
It's really delicious!
It's nice and fatty!
Extra sauce, please!
Where are we?
-The sushi's gone! -There's nothing here!
Someone must've used magic to make everything but us disappear.
-Mr. Chota, long time no see. -What?
I'm back to normal!
Relax, everyone. This place exists in our dream.
Mr. En!
In our dream?
Actually, that sushi topping was a new kind of mushroom from my farm.
Its name is Dream Machine.
It wasn't meat? That's terrible!
If you pull it apart, it looks like meat. Even the taste's close.
This mushroom puts you into a deep sleep where you can shape any dream you want.
If a few people eat it at once, they can share the same dream.
Meow.
Next month, I plan to launch it under my food brand.
I had you all serve as test subjects.
The dream I want… That means…
This is awesome! This Dream Machine's great!
Aren't you too big?
-Nikaido, why are you in Chota's form? -What?
Maybe it's because I was thinking about Chota.
He hasn't been around lately, so I figured Mr. En was missing him.
That's impossible. Go back to normal. You're an eyesore.
Hey, is this the Hole?
-Same filthy town as always. -Whatever.
Dammit.
There's that lizard bastard and Nikaido.
Mr. En, step back!
How's that, boss? The Dream Machine's great!
Ebisu, your dream is…
No, never mind.
As expected, it looks like it'll sell to losers like Fujita who hate reality.
Nikaido, what do you wish for?
What's wrong?
-I hate you, En! -What are you so angry about?
Hey, Nikaido!
My shoulders are getting stiff.
Fujita, you're an excellent subordinate.
I'll give you all of my fortune.
Mr. Fujita, I admire you.
Is that me?
Wait!
This house…
This mask…
It's my mask.
Ebisu.
Is your magic study going well?
I'm counting on you, Ebisu.
Mom… Dad…
Nice! Dream Machine!
I'd eat it every night. Perfect fuel for the next day!
Meow!
Make sure you clean up properly, Ebisu!
Yes, Master.
Boss. Dinner is served.
Really?
What the hell?
Did you dump all the useless crap?
Did you get rid of the worthless garbage?
Yeah, Mr. En.
Mr. En…
Mr. En! Everyone!
It's me, Fujita! Wait…
Wait for me!
Nikaido!
A hair dryer?
Stop it!
Mushrooms are weak to dryness, you know!
This…
This is the very scene I fear deep in my heart.
A true nightmare.
So the Dream Machine has effects like this too.
Meow.
No…
I'm shriveling.
So the Dream Machine is a mushroom that lets you see yourself in many ways.
Now then, my test subjects. Do you think this will actually sell?
Well, who knows?
Mom… Dad…
THE BEGINNING
Ouch…
Come to think of it,
that bastard Dokuga could have killed me, but he didn't.
I've finally figured out who killed me and the reason why.
The Cross-Eyes.
Why did I even join an organization like this?
Ever since I was a kid, I couldn't produce any magic smoke.
But turns out, there are actually quite a few people like me.
Guys who can produce smoke, but only a tiny bit.
And guys with useless magic.
A bunch of guys like that.
They were Cross-Eyes.
This damn elite bastard.
Stuffing himself with gourmet meals in a high-class restaurant.
-Hey, Risu, give me a hand. -Yeah.
-One, two, three! -One, two, three!
All right. Off you go.
Risu, do you know where they're being taken?
I know. The torsos go to the research facility in Berith.
And heads go to the boss, don't they?
The boss uses those elite Sorcerers' bodies
to become the strongest Sorcerer there is.
And he's trying to save us, his own people.
Look. This black powder.
I got it as a reward for the job.
Now, watch.
The black powder was our hope.
But even that black powder didn't work on me.
Risu, what are you spending your pay on?
Actually, I'm thinking about going to school.
School? You serious?
I was serious.
If I study at school, maybe even I can produce some smoke.
Let me introduce a new student.
-This is Risu, who joined the class today. -Nice to meet you.
Those marks on his eyes.
-Yes, it's the Cross-Eyes. -What's he scheming?
Now then, I'll begin the lesson.
I did it!
You brat, what the hell's wrong with you?
You're lacking spirit!
Like this is really gonna help me use magic.
Maybe I just flushed my money away.
Who told you to sit down?
You damn fool!
That jerk. Just because he's a teacher...
Spirit! Spir--
Aikawa.
You're looking a bit tense, teacher.
Should I share a bit of my lunch with you?
Today's self-study! Self-study, I said!
Thank you, Aikawa.
Nah, it's fine.
Just buy me lunch, and we'll call it even.
That's so typical of you, Aikawa.
So, Risu. Are you having fun at school?
It's okay, I guess. It's full of carefree guys.
You don't get to use magic just by studying.
You know, Risu?
The organization bought this apartment building recently.
I wonder who's gonna live here.
Who knows? Maybe some of the executives?
Well…
As you can see, rare magic
includes those that manipulate restoration, life, time, and so on.
Therefore…
Hey. I haven't seen Maruyama and Tachibana lately.
They haven't been to school?
Now that you mention it…
I heard Shimamura from Class 3 vanished too.
Sorry we're late.
Hey! What happened to you guys? Those faces!
Just fell down a bit, that's all.
Also, in extremely rare cases,
Sorcerers can possess the power of a curse.
If there were someone with such power, the Cross-Eyes wouldn't leave them alone.
There you are. Risu!
The teacher's calling you.
What? Me?
Excuse me.
You're here, new student.
Well then, come in.
According to the documents, you can't produce smoke at all.
Is that true, Risu?
-Yes -I see.
Even if you showed up every day, who knows how long you'd take to graduate?
It won't be easy.
And now, here's the thing.
You're gonna buy this Magic Bracelet as your educational material.
Pay 50,000 nicks.
If you wear this, you'll be able to produce smoke in no time.
Jeez. Selling fakes, even though you're a damn teacher?
You bastard! How dare you defy your teacher?
Ouch!
Threats won't work on me, you know.
Bastard. I won't forgive you. Be gone!
I heard that. I totally heard that.
Aikawa, you damn brat!
I knew you were the reason everyone got injured and went missing.
Aikawa, you've always been a nuisance.
Vanish!
What do we do with him?
If he wakes up, we might get expelled.
-We're fine. -What?
I've got a plan.
-Okay, I'm counting on you. -Yeah, see you around.
Where's that truck going?
You don't need to know.
But hey, you really saved me there.
That bastard was the principal's relative.
If you hadn't shown open defiance, I might've been unable to do anything.
Thanks.
I just have a short temper.
I'm Aikawa. Nice to meet you.
My name is Risu.
Aikawa, where the hell have you gone?
So you're awake, Risu.
Yo. Dokuga, I've been wanting to see you.
There's something I want to ask you.
Would've been better to kill this bastard, wouldn't it, Dokuga?
He probably came to steal something.
But there's nothing valuable here.
Don't get the wrong idea, Saji. It's not that Dokuga chose not to kill me.
He couldn't kill me.
Ain't that right?
Mr. Dokuga.
Here we go!
We finally made it to Zagan City.
It's already night!
Caiman?
Hey, Caiman!
I remember this road.
MEMORIES SPIN ROUND AND ROUND
"Zagan Magic Training School."
My head!
-Caiman! -Big Bro!
Caiman! What's wrong? All of a sudden…
Is this a school?
It's an abandoned school.
Big Bro, why are you in a place like this?
I've got business here.
-You two wait for me here. -Big Bro?
Caiman. Could it be his memories?
I feel like I remember the way this floor feels.
My head! It hurts!
What the hell is happening to me?
Wait!
What the hell was that?
Was I a student here?
Or a teacher? A janitor?
No, that can't be. That would mean I'm…
like…
some kind of Sorcerer.
NAKATA KASHIWABARA
This is the teachers' room.
RISU
Risu.
I'm Aikawa. Nice to meet you.
My name is…
-Caiman! So this is where you were. -What the hell…
-Big Bro! -Caiman!
NURSE'S OFFICE
Caiman, what in the world happened?
Your facial scales got torn off roughly. Who did this to you?
Don't tell me you did it yourself.
-Found it! -What is it?
Bandage masks.
You put it on your head like this.
Then press the medicine button and pull out the black pin.
Finally, pull the red pins.
These?
There, all done! You can even talk and eat with this on.
It's amazing.
Poor Big Bro…
He must've suddenly started hating his weird face.
-Natsuki. -What?
Can you go buy something to drink for Caiman?
Sure, but don't leave me behind, okay?
Caiman. You…
Your eye crosses are gone.
You remembered something, didn't you?
Caiman, could it be
you're a Sorcerer too?
I used to go to this school.
And I was here with Risu.
But…
Caiman!
Who the hell am I?
I feel something really terrifying inside me.
Nikaido, I might even end up hurting you.
If that ever happened, I…
Caiman…
You'll be okay.
HOME AGAIN
-We're back! -We're home.
Little Bug, you're in the way!
Thank you, Shin and Noi.
Instead of thanking us, tell us about the wax figure guy you saw.
Got it. I'll go change, so just get in the kotatsu and wait for me.
Kotatsu?
Shin, this furniture is interesting.
Don't touch my leg.
-Sorry for the wait. -Don't touch me!
TEST SUBJECT: AI COLEMAN
Professor. That's your most important…
Yeah. The starting point of my research on Sorcerers.
This is the file where I compiled it all.
You're saying this is the wax figure guy?
His face is totally unrecognizable.
He was helping me with my research.
Or rather, I began the research at his request.
Was the guy in this file a human?
Yeah. I'm sure of it.
The wax figure guy and the man in this file…
If they're the same person,
then the Cross-Eyes' boss is a human from the Hole.
What?!
Those Cross-Eyes guys can't use magic.
It's possible, right?
Mr. Kasukabe, where does he live?
If I recall, he lived with his grandpa, just the two of them.
COLEMAN
Maybe no one's home?
-Noi. -Roger that!
Mr. Coleman?
Looks like someone was here before us.
Whatever. Let's look for pictures of his grandson.
Damn it! Who the hell did this?
Shin! Should we bring this severed head back to life with Kikurage's magic?
Like we did with Risu.
Ow!
-That severed head… -It just talked?
Who are you calling a severed head, you fool!
I'm a bona fide victim of magic, you know!
Look at this neck!
They could've made my legs longer!
Moronic Sorcerers!
I thought you were dead.
I was just taking a nap.
Who are you guys?
We're your grandson's…
What'd you say?
I can't hear you. I'm hard of hearing.
I get it.
You guys are here to visit my grandson's grave.
His grave?
Ever since I ended up like this last year, I haven't been able to visit the grave.
You all coming really helped me out.
It's already been 13 years.
The kid was killed by Sorcerers.
Now, go on and talk to my grandson.
All right, let's dig him up.
You bet!
What?! What did you just say?!
Hey! Cut it out already, you guys!
You cursed wretches. Stop that!
Knock it off! Hey! Can't you hear me?
Thirteen years ago, I attended his funeral
and saw his remains buried.
If he really is in this grave…
Here it is. The coffin.
All right, then. I'm opening it up!
Don't you kick it!
-It's… -The hell?
It's empty. Not a damn thing inside.
THE END
What we learned in Episode 3.
Risu and Aikawa are old friends.
Caiman's memories return.
Kasukabe knows the Cross-Eyes' boss.
What we'll learn in Episode 4 is still hidden in chaos.
This is Dorohedoro!