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Hamatora (2014) - S02E02 - Anime-Koi vs SallySubs

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Anime-Koi

SallySubs

Huh? That's weird...

I thought I left them here.

Hm? Oh, sorry.

So, three months after I died...

Actually, that sounds weird.

Anyway, Hikaru, the Light Speed Minimum Holder

who had taken Yokohama by storm,

turned out to be a churned-out celebrity used as a pawn

by a money-grubbing producer.

For real? It's not here, either.

What? Oh, nothing.

Like I was saying, playing dead was fine and all,

but don't you think they were having too much fun?

Pouring coke on my memorial was a bit much.

Pouring Coke on my memorial was a bit much.

Oh, and one last thing I want to ask you.

Do you know what happened to the DVDs I had in my room?

Who are you?

There's no need for you to be afraid.

I've come to save you.

I mean it.

"He", as in Art?

Yeah. I spent most of my time watching him.

You're hopeless.

What do you think we put this act on for?

Huh? I dunno.

Three, tear him apart.

Gah! He really will!

Ugh.

This photo's smirk ticks me off. I'm gonna throw it out.

That's cold!

Hey, we might have to reuse that soon. Hold on to it.

Ice cold!

Jeez. You disappoint me, Nice.

It was just a j-joke, Murasaki.

I-It was just a joke, Murasaki.

Of course I remember why I was playing dead.

Come to think of it, it's already been three months.

Why?!

I see Moral gave you a serious injury, Murasaki.

For the time being, it looks like your Minimum can't help you.

Right now, you're weaker than I, even though I have no ability.

Right now you're weaker than I, even though I have no ability.

Mura... saki...

Why would Art-san do that?

He was acting like a fine-tuned machine

designed solely to kill Nice.

You think so?

To me, he looked the same as always:

completely focused and tightly controlled

so that he could do what he needed to do.

That was my impression.

So killing you was what he had to do?

I don't know.

Either way, Art was definitely set on killing Nice.

If Art finds out Nice is alive...

Well, we all know what'll happen.

Art doesn't give up easily.

If we fed Art information of Nice's death, he'd no longer be a target.

That was the plan, but...

That's out of the picture now,

thanks to the dunce that chose to leave the hospital room Ratio had secured.

I-I'm still alive,

so all's well that ends well, right?

I wonder what changed Art.

I wonder what made Art change.

What's happened to him?

The most obvious explanation is that Moral got to him.

But Art-san killed Moral.

But Art-san killed Moral,

So that makes no sense.

so that makes no sense.

We have no idea what's going on.

I don't have an ability...

As a result, I have to rely on so many other things.

I'll get the deed done...

I'll get the deed done

...no matter what.

no matter what.

What does the information broker want with us?

Oh, don't tell me...

You finally found my long-lost little sister's whereabouts?

I don't recall you making such a request.

Knowing what clients want without being asked

is what customer service is all about.

Based on the information available to me, you don't even have a sister.

Just play along and find me a cute, well-developed high schooler!

Hey, control your partner.

Rest assured,

if he says another word,

if he says another word

I'll make it so even gibberish is beyond him.

Appendectomy, huh?

So, you found something out about the case?

It wasn't easy.

You hired him? What for?

To find out where Chiyuu was.

Chiyuu, famous artist and Minimum Holder.

After being attacked during the riots three months ago,

she vanished from the hospital she'd been admitted to.

She did leave behind one thing—her sketchbook.

In it is a drawing indicating a certain location.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Hm? This isn't enough.

You ripping us off?

It's to pay for that gentleman's steamed bun.

Hey!

Man...

What's going on?

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Anime-Koi
Huh? That's weird...
I thought I left them here.
Hm? Oh, sorry.
So, three months after I died...
Actually, that sounds weird.
Anyway, Hikaru, the Light Speed Minimum Holder
who had taken Yokohama by storm,
turned out to be a churned-out celebrity used as a pawn
by a money-grubbing producer.
For real? It's not here, either.
What? Oh, nothing.
Like I was saying, playing dead was fine and all,
but don't you think they were having too much fun?
Pouring coke on my memorial was a bit much.
Oh, and one last thing I want to ask you.
Do you know what happened to the DVDs I had in my room?
Who are you?
There's no need for you to be afraid.
I've come to save you.
I mean it.
"He", as in Art?
Yeah. I spent most of my time watching him.
You're hopeless.
What do you think we put this act on for?
Huh? I dunno.
Three, tear him apart.
Gah! He really will!
Ugh.
This photo's smirk ticks me off. I'm gonna throw it out.
That's cold!
Hey, we might have to reuse that soon. Hold on to it.
Ice cold!
Jeez. You disappoint me, Nice.
It was just a j-joke, Murasaki.
Of course I remember why I was playing dead.
Come to think of it, it's already been three months.
Why?!
I see Moral gave you a serious injury, Murasaki.
For the time being, it looks like your Minimum can't help you.
Right now, you're weaker than I, even though I have no ability.
Mura... saki...
Why would Art-san do that?
He was acting like a fine-tuned machine
designed solely to kill Nice.
You think so?
To me, he looked the same as always:
completely focused and tightly controlled
so that he could do what he needed to do.
That was my impression.
So killing you was what he had to do?
I don't know.
Either way, Art was definitely set on killing Nice.
If Art finds out Nice is alive...
Well, we all know what'll happen.
Art doesn't give up easily.
If we fed Art information of Nice's death, he'd no longer be a target.
That was the plan, but...
That's out of the picture now,
thanks to the dunce that chose to leave the hospital room Ratio had secured.
I-I'm still alive,
so all's well that ends well, right?
I wonder what changed Art.
What's happened to him?
The most obvious explanation is that Moral got to him.
But Art-san killed Moral.
So that makes no sense.
We have no idea what's going on.
I don't have an ability...
As a result, I have to rely on so many other things.
I'll get the deed done...
...no matter what.
What does the information broker want with us?
Oh, don't tell me...
You finally found my long-lost little sister's whereabouts?
I don't recall you making such a request.
Knowing what clients want without being asked
is what customer service is all about.
Based on the information available to me, you don't even have a sister.
Just play along and find me a cute, well-developed high schooler!
Hey, control your partner.
Rest assured,
if he says another word,
I'll make it so even gibberish is beyond him.
Appendectomy, huh?
So, you found something out about the case?
It wasn't easy.
You hired him? What for?
To find out where Chiyuu was.
Chiyuu, famous artist and Minimum Holder.
After being attacked during the riots three months ago,
she vanished from the hospital she'd been admitted to.
She did leave behind one thing—her sketchbook.
In it is a drawing indicating a certain location.
Here you go.
Thanks.
Hm? This isn't enough.
You ripping us off?
It's to pay for that gentleman's steamed bun.
Hey!
Man...
What's going on?
Is sneaking out of hospitals a new fad?
I don't know when Nice made a break for it, but...
...I know Chiyuu hadn't fully recovered.
She got two stitches on her head,
but she only had bruises otherwise.
I'm not worried about her injuries.
But you did worry,
at least enough to investigate it.
Given that you've spent all your free time looking for her,
you don't have a leg to stand on.
We might know nothing about who she really is.
Why not just ask her?
That's the plan.
We're here.
Wait, sirs!
Sorry.
This is members-only.
Could you please go somewhere else?
We'll join, then.
How much is membership?
Not everything's about money.
Then what do you take as payment?
Adults are so fixated on things.
In business, it works if you assume that everything has a price.
But don't you feel that devalues human connections?
Sorry, that makes no sense to me at all.
If you have some beef with the world,
become a worthless critic or something.
This is no place for complacent adults who'll accept anything.
Go home.
So this is a place for rejected youths who ran away.
Pathetic.
Did you hear me?
Deny it all you want, but reality won't change.
You're all still Minimum Holders.
Thanks for your attention.
Gray.
Chiyuu!
I thought we'd find you here.
Gramps!
I told you not to call me that.
Okay, grandfather.
Brat.
More importantly, how is Hikaru?
Right...
He still hasn't regained consciousness, but they said he'll pull through.
The stabbing to his neck could've been fatal,
but luckily it missed his windpipe.
He's lucky he was found quickly, too.
I see...
Well?
Do you guys know something?
I know that you were with him up until a few hours before he was attacked.
No way. Are we suspects?
Cops gotta sniff out anything that stinks.
Besides...
I didn't even have my closest partner figured out.
You're not responsible for what happened.
You don't know that.
Responsible or not, I should've been his closest confidante.
There should've been things he could've told a geezer like me.
Allow me to introduce you.
These are the Minimum Holders Ratio and Birthday.
Freemum representative, Ishigami Shun'ichi, eh?
What's this Freemum thing?
It's our family name.
"Company" and "club" aren't quite right.
We're closer than that—a family in spirit.
That is Freemum.
Excuse me, could someone translate that for me?
Are you with them, Chiyuu?
Uh-huh.
Seriously?
Are you sure they didn't make you buy urns and stuff?
Or get you totally wasted so they could violate you?
You aren't the first to think that we are a shady organization.
But we're different.
We just want to suggest to Minimum Holders that there is a way to live free.
Everyone here had their Minimum abilities become active
without ever going to Facultas Academy.
The Minimum Agency calls us "strays."
Whenever they find a stray, they first try to recruit.
They invite the stray to become an official Minimum Holder.
But should the stray refuse...
Well, this may be exaggerated,
but the Minimum Agency puts the stray under surveillance
for life.
I don't like this decision: obey,
or be observed anywhere and everywhere.
We should have the option of freedom.
So that's what Freemum is about.
Three months after the riots,
persistent discrimination against Minimum Holders remains.
Because of this, we need
to create a new social order to protect ourselves.
We are the new generation will define this era.
It makes me want to cringe.
You're just spouting fluff.
It's not like we wanted to be Minimum Holders.
We're all seeking a savior.
Do you intend to be that savior?
I'm hardly worthy.
But someone will be, eventually.
Hurry!
Quickly, line up by class.
We're evacuating!
Don't panic!
Special class students evacuate to the dining hall.
General class students go to the gym.
We'll come back for you later.
We're short of hands!
You need to come!
I get it already.
Jeez.
I guess my student ID still works.
They should've disabled it.
These are Art's movements over the past three months.
Nice, you weren't in the hospital at all!
Well, there's nothing to do in bed.
Honestly...
So, who's he with?
Art's been in contact with people
who are involved with mafia distribution routes.
He's paid them,
so I assume he's made a deal.
So he didn't report to a supervisor.
Instead, he shopped around and cut deals with the mafia.
On top of trying to kill you.
I just don't get it.
You must have made him really mad, Nice-kun.
What? I never did anything to him.
Nobody knows exactly what could have set him off.
We apologize for the interruption, but we have breaking news.
There has been an explosion at Facultas Academy,
an institution on the outskirts of Yokohama
dealing in human resource development.
The foundation's existence was publicized during
That's the facility you all went to, isn't it?
the Minimum Holder Riots three months ago.
An... explosion?
The future of the facility's mission and its affiliates
has been been the subject of government review.
It's the same car.
It's Art.
What?
Art's there!
Everything is fine. Stay calm.
We'll wait here until further notice.
Stop right there!
I hope you didn't think you could just waltz in here
without any consequences, Art.
What could you, who left Facultas having never shown an ounce of talent, want here?
I don't know why you're here, but you're a fool!
You will be eliminated.
Rue the day you messed with Facultas!
Take our lethal Minimums!
What?
Huh?
Wai...
Correct.
I have no talent.
But that's fine.
No one should stand out.
Run!
Hey.
Hello.
It's Art?
Yes. Mighty told me it's him.
The explosion is a diversion.
He's going to attack the dorm.
There are children there who are Minimum Holder candidates.
Got it.
We're on our way.
Ratio and Birthday are coming, too.
Let's go to the dining hall first.
That's where they evacuate to.
Got it.
Not Facultas.
I don't want to go there.
A job?
Unfortunately, it's volunteer work.
Let's go. I'll fill you in while we're in the car.
Roger.
Is there something urgent?
It has nothing to do with you.
We'll be back, don't worry.
Indigo.
So it's you, Academy Head of Security.
Paper.
I come back from an outside job and see this.
What are you doing to my students on my turf?
I've finished everything I planned
to do here.
I said, what did you do?
I saved them
from their sins.
This is...
Why would he...
Did Art really do this?
I was hoping to avoid you.
A coward's words.
I won't deny that.
Only the strong can break through the front gates.
So I can't argue with being called a coward.
This conversation is over.
But even so!
Too slow.
We're done here.
Art!
You bastard.
Surveillance No. 217, Nice, and No. 378, Murasaki.
Did you have to go that far?!
Is there an issue?
This is my territory.
Your votes don't count.
Shut up!
You don't even know if he's the culprit!
Nice, don't!
Oh, Nice.
Art!
I am the one who liberated those children.
I'll bear... all of their sins.
What the...
What the hell is going on?!
That's...
This is it.
This is my sin.
The Regeneration Minimum?
But this still isn't enough.
How ironic.
To think that I would be the one to take on his inheritance.
What are you talking about?
This is what I mean.
Regeneration? A simple cheat.
What?!
Dammit.
Just a di—
Was that...
Paper!
Nice! Where are you?
You...
Goodbye, Nice.
I'll retreat for now.
Answer me!
Art!
Whoa! No way!
Is that a ghost?!
He vanished!
That was a ghost!
No, that was...
...the Light... Minimum.
They're all alive?
They were only knocked out?
What a relief.
I don't shine anymore.
What?
I can't shine.
What are you trying to do?
I don't know what you're thinking,
Art.
We're the broke detective duo, Hamatora!
My Minimum won't buy me a burger.
What you're not able to see is reality.
Been a while, Art!
Give it up.
We won't let you take our king!
Checkmate.

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SallySubs
Huh? That's weird...
I thought I left them here.
Hm? Oh, sorry.
So, three months after I died...
Actually, that sounds weird.
Anyway, Hikaru, the Light Speed Minimum Holder
who had taken Yokohama by storm,
turned out to be a churned-out celebrity used as a pawn
by a money-grubbing producer.
For real? It's not here, either.
What? Oh, nothing.
Like I was saying, playing dead was fine and all,
but don't you think they were having too much fun?
Pouring Coke on my memorial was a bit much.
Oh, and one last thing I want to ask you.
Do you know what happened to the DVDs I had in my room?
Who are you?
There's no need for you to be afraid.
I've come to save you.
I mean it.
"He", as in Art?
Yeah. I spent most of my time watching him.
You're hopeless.
What do you think we put this act on for?
Huh? I dunno.
Three, tear him apart.
Gah! He really will!
Ugh.
This photo's smirk ticks me off. I'm gonna throw it out.
That's cold!
Hey, we might have to reuse that soon. Hold on to it.
Ice cold!
Jeez. You disappoint me, Nice.
I-It was just a joke, Murasaki.
Of course I remember why I was playing dead.
Come to think of it, it's already been three months.
Why?!
I see Moral gave you a serious injury, Murasaki.
For the time being, it looks like your Minimum can't help you.
Right now you're weaker than I, even though I have no ability.
Mura... saki...
Why would Art-san do that?
He was acting like a fine-tuned machine
designed solely to kill Nice.
You think so?
To me, he looked the same as always:
completely focused and tightly controlled
so that he could do what he needed to do.
That was my impression.
So killing you was what he had to do?
I don't know.
Either way, Art was definitely set on killing Nice.
If Art finds out Nice is alive...
Well, we all know what'll happen.
Art doesn't give up easily.
If we fed Art information of Nice's death, he'd no longer be a target.
That was the plan, but...
That's out of the picture now,
thanks to the dunce that chose to leave the hospital room Ratio had secured.
I-I'm still alive,
so all's well that ends well, right?
I wonder what made Art change.
What's happened to him?
The most obvious explanation is that Moral got to him.
But Art-san killed Moral,
so that makes no sense.
We have no idea what's going on.
I don't have an ability...
As a result, I have to rely on so many other things.
I'll get the deed done
no matter what.
What does the information broker want with us?
Oh, don't tell me...
You finally found my long-lost little sister's whereabouts?
I don't recall you making such a request.
Knowing what clients want without being asked
is what customer service is all about.
Based on the information available to me, you don't even have a sister.
Just play along and find me a cute, well-developed high schooler!
Hey, control your partner.
Rest assured,
if he says another word
I'll make it so even gibberish is beyond him.
Appendectomy, huh?
So, you found something out about the case?
It wasn't easy.
You hired him? What for?
To find out where Chiyuu was.
Chiyuu, famous artist and Minimum Holder.
After being attacked during the riots three months ago,
she vanished from the hospital she'd been admitted to.
She did leave behind one thing—her sketchbook.
In it is a drawing indicating a certain location.
Here you go.
Thanks.
Hm? This isn't enough.
You ripping us off?
It's to pay for that gentleman's steamed bun.
Hey!
Man...
What's going on?
Is sneaking out of hospitals a new fad?
I don't know when Nice made a break for it, but...
I know Chiyuu hadn't fully recovered.
Two sutures were applied to her head,
but otherwise she only had bruises.
I'm not worried about her injuries.
But you did worry,
at least enough to investigate it.
Given that you've spent all your free time looking for her,
you don't have a leg to stand on.
We might know nothing about who she really is.
Why not just ask her?
That's the plan.
We're here.
Wait, sirs!
Sorry.
This is members-only.
Could you please go somewhere else?
We'll join, then.
How much is membership?
Not everything's about money.
Then what do you take as payment?
Adults are so fixated on things.
In business, it works if you assume that everything has a price.
But don't you feel that devalues human connections?
Sorry, I couldn't follow that at all.
If you have some beef with the world,
become a worthless critic or something.
This is no place for complacent adults who'll accept anything.
Go home.
So this is a place for rejected youths who ran away.
Pathetic.
Did you hear me?
Deny it all you want, but reality won't change.
You're all still Minimum Holders.
Thanks for your attention.
Gray.
Chiyuu!
I thought we'd find you here.
Gramps!
I told you not to call me that.
Okay, grandfather.
Brat.
More importantly, how is Hikaru?
Right...
He still hasn't regained consciousness, but they said he'll pull through.
The stab to his neck could've been fatal,
but luckily it missed his windpipe.
He's lucky he was found quickly, too.
I see...
Well?
Do you guys know something?
I know that you were with him up until a few hours before he was attacked.
No way. Are we suspects?
Cops gotta sniff out anything that stinks.
Besides...
I didn't even have my closest partner figured out.
You're not responsible for what happened.
You don't know that.
Responsible or not, I should've been his closest confidante.
There should've been things he could've told a geezer like me.
Allow me to introduce you.
These are the Minimum Holders Ratio and Birthday.
Freemum representative, Ishigami Shunichi, eh?
What's this Freemum thing?
It's our family name.
"Company" and "club" don't quite fit.
We're closer than that—a family in spirit.
That is Freemum.
Excuse me, could someone translate that for me?
Are you with them, Chiyuu?
Uh-huh.
Seriously?
Are you sure they didn't make you buy urns and stuff?
Or get you totally wasted so they could violate you?
You aren't the first to think that we are a shady organization.
But we're different.
We just want to suggest to Minimum Holders that there is a way to live free.
Everyone here had their Minimum abilities become active
without ever going to Facultas Academy.
The Minimum Agency calls us "strays."
Whenever they find a stray, they first try to recruit.
They invite the stray to become an official Minimum Holder.
But should the stray refuse...
Well, this may be exaggerated,
but the Minimum Agency puts the stray under surveillance
for life.
I don't like this decision: obey,
or be observed anywhere and everywhere.
We should have the option of freedom.
So that's what Freemum is about.
Three months after the riots,
persistent discrimination against Minimum Holders remains.
Because of this, we need
to create a new social order to protect ourselves.
We are the new generation who will define this era.
It makes me want to cringe.
You're just spouting fluff.
It's not like we wanted to be Minimum Holders.
We're all seeking a savior.
Do you intend to be that savior?
I'm hardly worthy.
But someone will be, eventually.
Hurry!
Quickly, line up by class.
We're evacuating!
Don't panic!
Special class students evacuate to the dining hall.
General class students go to the gym.
We'll come back for you later.
We're short of hands!
You need to come!
I get it already.
Jeez.
I guess my student ID still works.
They really should've disabled it.
These are Art's movements over the past three months.
Nice-kun, you weren't in the hospital at all!
Well, there's nothing to do in bed.
Honestly...
So, who's he with?
Art's been in contact with people
who are involved with mafia distribution routes.
He's paid them,
so I assume he's made a deal.
So he didn't report to a supervisor.
Instead, he shopped around and cut deals with the mafia.
On top of trying to kill you.
I just don't get it.
You must have made him really mad, Nice-kun.
What? I never did anything to him.
Nobody knows exactly what could have set him off.
We apologize for the interruption, but we have breaking news.
There has been an explosion at Facultas Academy,
an institution on the outskirts of Yokohama
dealing in human resource development.
That's the facility you all went to, isn't it?
The foundation's existence was publicized during
An... explosion?
the Minimum Holder Riots three months ago.
The future of the facility's mission and its affiliates
has been been the subject of government review.
It's the same car.
It's Art.
What?
Art's there!
Everything is fine. Stay calm.
We'll wait here until further notice.
Stop right there!
I hope you didn't think you could just waltz in here
without any consequences, Art.
What could you, who left Facultas having never shown an ounce of talent, want here?
I don't know why you're here, but you're a fool!
You will be eliminated.
Rue the day you messed with Facultas!
Take our lethal Minimums!
What?
Huh?
Wai—
Correct.
I have no talent.
But that's fine.
No one should stand out.
Run!
Hey.
Hello.
It's Art?
Yes. Mighty told me it's him.
The explosion is a diversion.
He's going to attack the dorm.
There are children there who are Minimum Holder candidates.
Got it.
We're on our way.
Ratio and Birthday are coming, too.
Let's go to the dining hall first.
That's where they evacuate to.
Got it.
Not Facultas.
I don't want to go there.
A job?
Unfortunately, it's volunteer work.
Let's go. I'll fill you in while we're in the car.
Roger.
Is it something urgent?
It has nothing to do with you.
We'll be back, don't worry.
Indigo.
So it's you, Academy Head of Security.
Paper.
I come back from an outside job and see this.
What are you doing to my students on my turf?
I've finished everything I planned
to do here.
I said, what did you do?
I saved them
from their sins.
This is...
Why would he...
Did Art really do this?
I was hoping to avoid you.
A coward's words.
I won't deny that.
Only the strong can break through the front gates.
So I can't argue with being called a coward.
This conversation is over.
But even so!
Too slow.
We're done here.
Art!
You bastard.
Surveillance No. 217, Nice, and No. 378, Murasaki.
Did you have to go that far?!
Is there an issue?
This is my territory.
Your votes don't count.
Shut up!
You don't even know if he's the culprit!
Nice, don't!
Oh, Nice.
Art!
I am the one who liberated those children.
I'll bear... all of their sins.
What the...
What the hell is going on?!
That's...
This is it.
This is my sin.
The Regeneration Minimum?
But this still isn't enough.
How ironic.
To think that I would be the one to take on his inheritance.
What are you talking about?
This is what I mean.
Regeneration? What a simple cheat.
What?!
Dammit.
Just a di—
Was that...
Paper!
You...
Nice! Where are you?
Goodbye, Nice.
Answer me!
I'll retreat for now.
Art!
Whoa! No way!
Is that a ghost?!
He vanished!
That was a ghost!
No, that was...
The Light... Minimum.
They're all alive?
They were only knocked out?
What a relief.
I don't shine anymore.
What?
I can't shine.
What are you trying to do?
I don't know what you're thinking,
Art.
We're the broke detective duo, Hamatora!
My Minimum won't buy me a burger.
What you're not able to see is reality.
Been a while, Art!
Give it up.
We won't let you take our king!
Checkmate.