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If you were to die tomorrow,

what would be your last meal?

White charcoal grilled Kobe beef steak?

Aged sushi direct from the Sea of Japan?

Chocolate desserts for the Belgian royal household?

Rich cured pork ramen in a backfat-based broth?

Or do you think simple is best...

raw egg on rice?

And I... My last supper was...

I can't remember! What was the last thing I ate?

I wish I had eaten properly if I'd known this'd happen!

That's right.

You never know what would happen in your life.

How many people would be aware that this supper would be their last?

One could be killed by someone by some chance.

You never know when you'll die.

If I hadn't met this man...

Just because I met this man...

You asked for it.

I'm doomed!

"Episode One"

"Ichigo Deli"

- Thanks for waiting! - There you go.

That's the right amount. Thank you!

- I'll come again. - Please come again.

Next, please! May I take your order?

Hey, Chef. What's today's main dish and garnish?

Would you check our blackboard for today's dishes?

I tell him every time!

I just went to my favourite boulangerie,

and bought a melange of tasty bread.

Oh, boulangerie? Nice!

- Okay, Kurukku. - Kurukku.

What is boulangerie?

Boulangerie is this.

Just say "bakery" if it's a bakery!

You ignore your customer and play with your phone?

For garnish, I'd like the Spring Ribbon Salad...

I think he's the private detective of a detective agency

at the building round the corner.

He wears a weird haircut, a weird suit,

and a Bolo tie nowadays for some reason.

But his face is super...

inferior?

650 yen, please.

Oh, no. I have no 1,000-yen note.

May I use this?

This customer is quite a pain in the neck.

We don't accept credit cards.

You can use a 10,000-yen note, I've got change.

No, I mean I don't even have a 1,000-yen note.

But I've made this.

Put it on my tab today as well.

Hey, how many times have you done that?

You'll make us go broke.

- We can't have that. - That's why...

I'll have to look for another bento shop if that happens.

We can't have that.

- I'm the one who has a tough time! - It's late. Let's go.

My customers!

They went somewhere else after seeing how you treat your customer.

But the taste isn't bad.

It's because you're taking your time to choose the food!

Hey, Akechi.

You trespassed on our turf again.

Whoa! They look dangerous!

He told me everything.

Mr Akechi, I'm sorry!

No need to apologise! No need!

No!

This isn't the right place. Let's talk at your office.

Let go.

Will you hurry up?

I'm not a panda.

"Edogawa Detective Office"

Leave now!

- Don't feign ignorance! - Are you trying to kill me?

Kill him?

Please stop!

Hey! I'll call the police!

What?

The police?

To be precise, it's the MPD's CID's Chief Inspector and Inspector.

To be more precise, I'm on a career track,

it'll be the opposite in three years.

Did you do something bad?

How rude.

Even police officers

have no authority to interrupt an ordinary citizen's lunch.

Now is my valuable lunchtime.

If I can't have lunch at lunchtime, you might as well kill me!

You went to the bakery just now, didn't you?

Private detective.

Don't wander around and get in the way of our investigation.

What happened at the boulangerie?

Its owner was killed

and the body was found in the mountain this morning.

His head was hit by a blunt instrument,

a rolling pin was found near it, and it could be the murder weapon.

"Bakery Kamada"

However, there was not much blood left at where the body was found.

My hunch is he was killed at the bakery.

The murderer is the baker he employed.

They were seen arguing at the bakery,

the owner's son and his wife can testify that.

That's not right.

This natural yeast bread is very fluffy and moist.

Now isn't the time to talk about bread!

The yeast used to make natural yeast bread is sensitive.

It's easily affected by moisture.

If the murder had taken place at the boulangerie,

the murderer would need to wash away the blood.

In that case, would the bread be made so fluffy and moist?

Impossible.

Moreover, would a dignified baker use his own precious tool to kill?

I know, right?

Even if he'd been told the shop would be turned into a corner shop?

Who told you that?

The son and his wife have been telling their neighbours that.

Seems that the murderer...

Hang on!

He wants to close the bakery to turn it into a corner shop,

so he fought with his dad...

I've realised.

The owner's son and his wife killed him!

What the heck? It was just as I thought!

I've gone around and back to my original answer.

Let's go, Takahashi!

I'll explain the deduction on the way.

- No, thank you. - Don't hold back!

I'll give you the credit.

Just kidding.

Dear me. They wasted seven minutes of my precious lunchtime.

So, what are you here for?

This, and...

- Your bento too. - Thank you for that.

"Ichigou" Deli's lunch is...

No, it isn't "Ichigou," it's "Ichigo" Deli.

My name is Ichigo Kobayashi.

Ichigou Kobayashi?

It's Ichigo, without a "u"!

Look, it means "strawberry"!

Not bad.

Anything else?

650 yen, please.

That's right. Well...

- May I use this? - I told you, no!

Yes?

You're having lunch?

I'm sorry.

Oh, is it for work? One moment please.

That's right. I've got some good Japanese black tea.

Please make me and the lady some tea.

Sure!

Wait, why am I doing this?

Infidelity investigation?

"Goro Akechi"...

Is "Kogoro Akechi" the private detective you want?

No.

There is a different aroma on my husband's clothes every day.

Aroma? You mean fragrance?

It's the smell of food.

Food?

Sometimes it's the aroma of spices,

and some days, it's smoky.

My husband does research at an office, a so-called...

I'm sorry, would you speak up a little?

I'm sorry.

My husband is a so-called serious science person.

He comes straight home after work every day too.

Anyway, he is a serious person.

His only hobby is reading science fiction.

Could he be having lunch

with his gourmet boss at various restaurants every day?

Impossible.

My husband hates all kinds of change.

He has rice, miso soup and fish for supper every night,

he doesn't even eat meat.

Moreover,

his clothes wouldn't smell of food if he only eats at a restaurant...

Would they?

Indeed.

Unforgivable.

You're still here?

You told me to make tea!

- Did I say that? - You did.

Is she your assistant?

- Well, something like that. - I am not!

I'm not his assistant, I'm a cook.

But somehow, it's awful.

He does something inappropriate with another woman during the day,

but he has supper with his wife like nothing happened.

I wouldn't be able to stand it!

I'm sorry!

It's okay.

All right, then. I will investigate it.

However, there is a problem.

What's the matter?

Your husband does something suspicious at lunchtime.

So if I have to do the investigation at that hour,

then I can't have lunch.

What?

This is work,

but I don't want to compromise one of my three meals a day.

But I need to know where your husband goes,

and look for the restaurant.

What should I do?

What are you talking about? She needs help!

Don't worry, I'll make him investigate this.

- Are you telling me to skip lunch? - I'll deliver you a bento!

Of course, I'll charge you the delivery fee.

If you get the fee for this job,

you'll pay for all the bento tabs you've stacked up so far!

I see.

Madam, the problem is totally solved.

Well then, I'm counting on you.

I feel sorry for her.

The wife cleans, does laundry and cooks for her husband every day.

But the husband has an affair with another woman!

Darn it! It's unforgivable!

Well...

This is quite common.

No doubt, it's him.

So, where will he have lunch today, and with whom?

Oh? He has lunch alone?

What a retro restaurant this is.

A woman's hunch is terrifying.

Will you give me the bento now if you've brought it?

You're aware I'm here?

Sorry to have kept you waiting.

I thought I'd be in the way when you tail him.

Men are really horrible, though! It's still daytime now.

Here.

It's like the pinchos I had in Madrid.

You call Chikuwa and cucumber pinchos?

I made these so that you won't need chopsticks on your stakeout.

Not bad.

Just be honest and say it's tasty!

By the way,

I wanted to make a crunchy pickled plum and perilla rice ball,

but it'll make noises...

But he already has such a gorgeous wife!

Then, the week-long investigation carried out by Mr Akechi was over.

The lady is...

a 27-year old waitress who works at a coffee shop near his office.

Your husband has lunch at her home every lunchtime,

and returns to his office at 1:30 pm every day.

That means my husband has lunch and sleeps with her for an hour?

Can you do that, Mr Akechi?

An hour?

I can...

not.

I spend at least an hour to eat. After that, I spend days－

What about my husband?

30 minutes each?

Or is it 10 minutes, then 50 minutes?

What's the matter?

Nothing. When it's more likely that your husband cheats on you,

you become more lively, on the contrary.

Do I?

Well, even I can't tell how he allocates the time

when he's with the woman.

But can going to a woman's home during lunchtime

be seen as evidence of adultery? That's the problem.

One of my classmates is a divorce lawyer,

so I'll ask her to help.

A divorce lawyer? That's someone you'd want as a friend.

Luckily we have no children,

so I'll ask for a large sum of alimony and divorce him.

Madam, you don't even smile at my witty joke.

I am smiling. This is the face I was born with.

Is that so?

What's the matter?

Nothing, I just thought it was almost lunchtime.

Sorry, I didn't realise.

You must be hungry.

I'll cook with what I've got, if you don't mind.

Oh, don't worry about it.

Hang on.

I'll take up your kind offer.

I wish I had bought various things if I had known.

It isn't much, please try it.

It's salmon meuniere?

Well then, I'll help myself.

Not bad.

Not bad.

Sorry, it wasn't good enough.

I'd like to say this to avoid any misunderstanding.

My "not bad" is one of the greatest compliments I give.

What's more,

I said that twice today.

That's great.

I don't know if you realise or not,

you look gorgeous with the smile on your face just now.

Well then, I've also had the wonderful dessert,

so I'll go now.

Dessert?

It's your smile.

It's truly not bad.

Considering your life so far,

I can understand why you don't smile.

However,

have you been keeping your true self away in your heart somewhere?

You should set your true self free a bit more from now on.

See you.

You've kept your true self away in your heart.

You look gorgeous with the smile just now.

You should set your true self free a bit more from now on.

Mr Akechi, how did it go? Did the lady cry?

It's none of your business.

They'll really get divorced?

Haven't you heard of client confidentiality?

You treat me like your assistant...

You've got the payment, right?

Please pay for all the bento tabs now. Thanks.

Unfortunately, I had a full course Cantonese dinner last night.

The braised shark fin...

"Braised shark fin"

wasn't bad.

Braised what?

Anyway. Today's main dish is fried prawns?

I'm allergic to prawns,

and you must know that my pets are two cute red bee shrimps!

You saw them at my office!

I don't know that!

How can you be a chef if you don't know what your good customer likes?

She listened and made me a fried Chikuwa wrapped in seaweed.

The chef is a bit impudent, but quite flexible.

Not bad.

It'll be a candidate on my last supper's menu.

In Koyama's residential area, a man's throat was cut,

and someone called the police.

- How unsettling. - The MPD...

thinks it could have been done by a random killer.

The case happened at a block of flats that is a 10-minute walk

away from Musashi Koyama Station.

As you can see, there is still a lot of blood left on the ground.

The police are inspecting the crime scene.

At around 12:46 pm today,

the man was found lying on the ground bleeding.

A neighbour found him and called the police.

Hello?

Something like a blade...

Madam, where are you now?

Oh? Mr Akechi?

I'm sorry,

I'm driving now.

But I'm talking on hands free mode, so it's fine.

Moreover, I'm confident in my driving skill.

More than my cooking skill.

The man whose throat was cut is confirmed dead.

Where are you driving to today?

You're enjoying yourself.

Why don't you ignore your cheating husband

and go on a date with me?

Well, that would be lovely too.

I guess...

heaven won't punish me for doing that before I die.

Before you die?

Madam, let's go to Hayama.

I'll take you to restaurant I know.

It's a secret restaurant that serves only one couple a day.

Only we will be there.

Let's have some good food and my chosen wine there.

That's lovely.

My last supper.

- Drive, Ichigou Kobayashi. - It's Ichigo!

- Why should I drive? - I'll explain later.

Why? I'm not your assistant, go there yourself.

I have no driving licence!

So lame! But you're a detective?

Someone's life is at risk, you don't mind being the cause of her death?

I'm the cause of someone's death?

What the heck? It's too scary! No...

Get in at once!

Neutral!

So, you...

and the victim, Kenji Takezawa, have lunch together every day...

at the flat in front of the scene of crime?

I can't tell what you say if you cry.

Our relationship isn't like that.

I didn't say it is.

You did!

Mr Katono!

I swear, I didn't say that.

I don't do such things with that middle-aged man.

It's my dream to open a restaurant in the future,

so I only asked him to come and have what I cook at lunchtime.

A grown man just eats at a woman's flat,

and leaves without doing anything else?

You do suspect me, after all.

Excuse me.

I can't get a hold of the victim's wife, she isn't at home either.

That's suspicious!

Hang on, how could he have killed just because he went to have lunch?

Assume it's a random killer and check again.

Good evening, Mr Akechi.

The restaurant is lovely.

Not bad, is it?

Amazingly...

not bad.

Please have a seat.

I'm starving too.

I can't see clearly.

Why do I have to stand by outside on my own?

Faintly...

I smell something nice.

Mr Akechi.

Today, our coastal seafood－

I'd like to have meat.

Red, rare meat.

Certainly, ma'am.

Mountain vegetables...

The main dish is, as per your request,

a rare Ishigaki beef steak.

The dessert is a combination of berries...

They're having an elegant French dinner?

What are they thinking?

Your foie gras terrine.

My husband hated meat, so we always had fish for supper.

Grilled fish, sashimi and boiled fish.

We always repeated the same, fixed menu.

We never said it was delicious,

and we only had supper to fill our stomach.

I never had doubts,

I continued to work hard,

and made him the boring dishes every day.

For 10 long years.

Your grilled Ishigaki Beef steak, ma'am.

We've prepared it rare.

It looks delicious.

Let's dig in.

You couldn't forgive him for having a young lover?

Yeah.

Whether your husband had an affair with the girl－

Mr Detective.

Which one is more important to a married couple? Sex or food?

You stop making love when you get older,

but food...

It continues until one dies, and it's important to a couple.

I couldn't forgive him.

I am his wife.

He made me make him only fish dishes and miso soup,

but at somewhere I don't know,

he enjoyed varieties of dishes with a young girl.

He had wonderful homemade dishes with lots of spices and herbs added.

It isn't because he cheated on you?

Does the "cheating" you said mean sleeping with her?

He didn't do it, then.

He's impotent.

That's why we have no children.

So good!

I haven't had such fine meat in a long time.

When we first got married,

I wanted to improve my cooking, so I bought a set of German knives.

But they're lying unused in my kitchen.

That's why I used it...

to cut his throat.

I haven't eaten so much in a long time.

My last supper is such expensive French cuisine.

How lucky I am.

I've booked a fantastic room upstairs with a view of the sea.

This time,

it's all my fault.

I should've realised your inner thoughts earlier.

My inner thoughts...

But I told you where the block of flats was.

I failed as a detective.

I turned you, my client...

into a murderer.

I'll at least make up for it.

Spend your last night with me.

Thank you Mr Detective, for having my last supper with me.

The steak was really delicious.

It wasn't bad.

I'm honoured that I can be with you on your last night,

my beautiful client.

I'm destined to meet you.

You told me.

Have you been keeping your true self away in your heart somewhere?

You set me free.

You said I could be myself.

That was...

To me, you are the great detective Kogoro Akechi.

Thank you for solving my mystery.

Good bye.

Gosh, what's wrong with Mr Akechi?

And what am I doing here?

Huh?

Mr Akechi?

What... Mr Akechi!

Mr Akechi!

Sleeping pills?

Mr Akechi! Wake up, Mr Akechi!

Oh, gosh... What should I do?

Okay, Kurukku. What should I do in the case of sleeping pill overdose?

Kurukku.

Walk properly! Master Kurukku saved you!

Go after her.

Go after her? To where?

A place where someone who wants to die goes.

Where is that?

- Like a cliff. - This isn't a suspense drama.

And don't ask me, ask it!

Okay, Kurukku.

Hayama, suicide site, ranking.

- Got it! - Hayama, suicide site, ranking...

- Where? - is this.

A cliff!

Don't do this!

Oh? Was the amount of pills not enough?

How did you know I'm here?

I'm impressed, Mr Detective.

I know everything about my clients.

Now, come here.

Don't kill yourself!

It's absolutely not okay to kill people,

but I totally understand why you can't forgive your husband.

You can start over, again and again!

Shut up!

Mr Akechi!

That's what happens if you say something correct on a cliff.

Help me!

You asked for it.

You're horrible!

Now, let's go and have a delicious breakfast.

I want to talk to you more.

Talk to me?

About the true self that you found in your heart.

The one who found my true self...

is you.

You are the one who found me.

This is the first case I had with Mr Akechi.

Her body was not found.

The wife wanted a reason to die.

She wanted to kill herself in the first place.

She used Mr Akechi for that.

Even Mr Akechi...

must feel down now.

Horrible.

There is no fried Chikuwa wrapped in seaweed today? It's horrible.

This guy...

Please make me some now.

What are you thinking?

Hurry up.

"Mary Magdalene To my handsome detective"

Then, a new case happened.

The culprit is among us.

Mr Katono, it's you.

Your right hand is injured,

and the mark left by the culprit in the crime

shows that a sharp weapon entered from the left.

Everyone here is right-handed, only you can't use your right hand.

Therefore, only you can be the culprit.

Mr Katono.

If you were to die tomorrow,

what would you eat tonight?

You said you wanted to come no matter what,

that's why I invited you to the Gourmet Club.

But it seems what I did was wrong.

I can't forgive someone like you.

Nobody knows when he will die,

this could be my last supper.

But you scooped the freshly made sea urchin mousse at the centre.

I can't forgive such a fool!

I couldn't help myself!

-Bon appetit! -Bon appetit!

Gourmet detective?

Sounds like he's weird.

He bosses me around like I'm his assistant.

He made me his driver and I nearly fell down a cliff!

He's already put 10 bento's on his tab this month too!

It was so good.

Momoko, taste the food when you eat, it's rude to the people who made it!

An idea flashed across my mind.

What?

The private detective is interested in you.

- What? - He wants to draw your attention,

that's why he does weird things.

I see. Maybe I'm cut out to be a private detective.

Oh, stop it!

Why don't you date him?

I'm not that desperate!

He is twisted,

fussy about everything and it's a pain in the neck.

He wears a Bolo tie nowadays and he has no fashion sense.

This stingy Akechi keeps putting bento's on his tab!

Maybe he actually has no money?

He acts like a gourmet,

but if your table manners are bad when you go on a date with him,

he can go on and on and on forever!

Delicious food is also beautiful,

and its beauty has to be kept when served,

even if it's a buffet!

Yes, you're right.

It's all my fault.

Just give me a break.

Don't talk when you have food in your mouth!

Mr Katono!

Mr Akechi!

Hey, Takahashi!

How dare you burst in here when I'm eating!

Right, Akechi?

But it's an emergency.

A case?

It's a murder.

Blimey! You only need to call. Don't come here for that.

This is the Gourmet Club!

Do you not have any manners? Your manners!

But the scene of crime is upstairs.

What the heck?

A young couple committed double suicide in this luxury hotel?

I want to have lunch with Mr Akechi too.

Focus on the case. Who found the bodies?

The hotel's staff.

They didn't show up at checkout time, so he came to check.

They were last seen alive at eight this morning.

They ordered room service breakfast.

What's the breakfast menu?

Mr Akechi!

What are you doing? You aren't allowed here.

You didn't check?

You're stupid if you hadn't.

Yes! I'll ask right now!

Hang on!

Why do you listen to him?

He's just a private detective, not a police officer.

If you categorise it like that, I'm on a career track.

Shut up! Anyway, outsiders aren't allowed here.

Hey! We're inspecting the crime scene!

Takahashi, tell me when you know the menu.

Yes! I'd be delighted to!

Mr Akechi is calling.

The Showa Period detective.

Maybe he'll ask you out to make up for getting you involved in a case?

Just stop it!

Hello?

Today is my monthly lunch gathering, but it was ruined.

I should've chosen your bento at the beginning－

I don't know what happened,

but we're closed today too.

Perfect.

Come at once. I've booked a room at Teito Hotel.

What? Go to the hotel now?

I knew it!

This is Teito Hotel, where the dead bodies of the couple were found.

What should I do?

He said hotel! What should I do?

I'll go to the newly opened ramen restaurant at the station now.

You're joking! Oh, hotel... What should I do?

They were sent to the hospital after that,

but they were just confirmed dead.

The MPD suspects murder...

Excuse me, Mr Akechi, this...

A murder happened here this morning. It's been on the news.

Murder?

Whoa! It's trending too!

There are many news reporters too! Oh, my gosh!

I'll be on TV!

You're still here.

Mr Akechi!

I thought you should've found who the victims were.

Yes, the man is Tsuyoshi Sawada, 23 years old, part-time worker.

The woman is a waitress, Eri Kawakami, 25 years old!

Don't tell the outsider everything!

Any poison?

It's cyanide.

Hesitate, at least!

And this is the breakfast menu.

They had French toast, fruits and tea.

Even a memo?

I hope you can find out what kind of tea too.

I'll check right away!

You are...

My assistant, Ichigou Kobayashi.

Assistant? Mr Akechi, but you've got me...

No! I'm not his assistant.

And I'm not Ichigou Kobayashi, it's Ichigo Kobayashi.

Let's go, Ichigou.

I told you...

Where are you going?

Come in now.

Are you a pervert?

A murder just happened in this hotel, you...

What are you thinking?

Hello, I'd like to order room service.

French toast, fruits and tea, please.

It's the breakfast menu? I know, of course.

I want to have the French toast here now.

You booked a room just to check that?

Are you new here?

How many years have you worked here? You don't know who I am?

A troublesome customer!

I give up! Your training is insufficient.

We've been using this hotel since my great-grandfather's generation.

I'm Ogiya Department Store's Daigoro Akechi's son, Goro.

Yeah? Thank you, then.

Did you just say Ogiya Department Store?

I did.

Okay, Kurukku, who is the president of Ogiya Department Store?

This is the president of Ogiya Department Store.

So, he is...

"President, Daigoro Akechi"

My father.

What?

What? You're super rich?

Hang on! You're so rich, but you put my bento's on your tab?

I do that because I have the money.

You're horrible!

Excuse me.

Mr Akechi, I'm sorry about how rude our new staff member was.

We'll prepare your French toast at once.

The manager himself is here. That's helpful.

That's rich people power.

Manager, I'd like to ask a favour while you're here.

Yes, anything, sir.

Mr Akechi, please keep this confidential.

Ogiya has been staying here since two generations ago, that's why...

Don't worry, I only browse the list of guests here,

I won't take it out.

So, did any guest draw your attention yesterday?

Guests who drew my attention?

Welcome.

Excuse me, you...

Why do you pull a long face?

Do sit down.

Various guests have been booking rooms online recently...

Guests you wouldn't think would come in the past stay at a discount?

Indeed.

Most are booked through travel websites.

Mr Akechi, please keep that secret too.

Impressive, Ringo.

You killed both of them at once.

I didn't intend to kill him too.

This is...

What's the matter?

Don't worry, what you did was right.

Here. I've opened one of my best bottles of wine.

Mary Magdalene.

"Ms Mary Magdalene"

It's Mary Magdalene.

Ms Mary.

You are the one...

who found me.

Don't worry.

You won't be arrested.

It's a lie that Japanese law enforcement is capable.

They only investigate murders that are easy to solve,

to fake a high arrest rate.

Ringo.

Do you know how many dead bodies are found in Japan each year?

It's 170,000.

Among them, about 21,000 are suspected to be murdered.

8,000 people go missing and nobody knows if they're alive.

Among them, the murderer is arrested in fewer than 900 cases.

If you think about it,

maybe the police only arrest the murderer

in fewer than three percent of all murder cases.

Only three in a hundred people.

You're only caught red-handed or if you make a serious mistake.

Dead people don't talk.

If you kill the person, he won't say anything.

Killing who you want to kill is more important than not killing.

Why?

Ms Mary, I didn't pay you.

Why did you help a country girl like me kill someone?

You know,

I was really excited when I found you.

I've already killed mine,

so even if I want to kill more, there is no one for me to kill.

That's why I sent you a message

and asked you to let me make the murder a beautiful performance.

I can't believe it!

That's the only reason...

you did something so dangerous?

Well...

There is one more reason.

There's someone I want to meet.

I want to meet him once more.

If you were to be killed tomorrow,

what would be your last meal?

After she was reborn, she called herself...

Mary Magdalene.

Gourmet Goro Akechi and they...

will play a bloodcurdling murder game,

and this is only the prologue.

Hurry and come to see me.

We'll be in trouble if we don't catch the murderer now.

Go to Aomori to pursue the truth.

- Why did you kill your beloved? - I didn't.

Akechi's secret too.

Look who's talking!

How will their forbidden love go?

I have to kill all the people in the world.