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I don't know.

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It's all right.

Presenting one of the rare pigs that lives outside the walls of the Grand

That's not funny, Hartel.

Aren't those crickets I hear? You were supposed to laugh at that.

Yeah, I really don't think laughter was in the cards there.

By the way, have you seen Anju around?

I wanted to ask her if she'd be willing to take over my dinner duties.

Anju should be on laundry duty today.

I'm sure you would know, wouldn't you, Daya? I only know because I saw her

with all the other girls. Wait, when did they do that?

Uh, I'm pretty sure right after breakfast.

And it's nearly lunchtime.

Yeah, normally they'd be back with the clean clothes by now. Which means

bathing. And that the river is... Paradise on Earth!

No, absolutely not! Come on, man! Stop being such a stick in the mud!

We might die tomorrow!

It's less convincing when you say it all the time. Fine, you win. We won't look

it onto you. You can't guarantee that!

Anyway, that's not even the real problem.

Peeping is just wrong, no matter how tempting.

Before all men and women, we're deeply trusted comrades.

Deeply trusted comrades!

It looks sexy just fine over here.

Do what now?

You could call this place a paradise.

Hmm?

Stop staring and go have fun with everybody.

Come on! Come on! Are you really sure?

Are we even allowed to play around like this anyway?

We do know what they say about all work and no play, don't you, Kaie?

We're fine. The laundry's done and we've got time to spare.

And Shin knew we'd do this when he gave the okay, right? Our captain does

understand the value of fun.

Not that you'd ever see it on his face.

Oh, it just hit me. We missed our chance.

Both you and the commander are off duty today. We should have made up an excuse

to get the two of you a little bit of alone time.

It's not like that.

Seriously, you guys have it all wrong. What do you like about him? After all

this time, I still never quite know what he's thinking.

I told you, it's nothing like that at all.

On that note, what do you think about him, Kaie? About Shin?

Huh?

Yeah, he's not half bad.

Sort of a strong, silent type. I'm pretty into the stoic thing.

Wait, Kaie! You might be onto something.

If no one else is interested, I can swoop on in myself.

He's gonna be in my arms by the time the sun goes down. If he's lucky, maybe

I'll try some traditional yoga tonight.

Kaie! Well, the thing is, I don't really care about Shin in the slightest, but

I'm not sure you should move, you know...

And he should be dignified and reserved, so thank you. You're so cute, Karina.

Stop!

How many times do I have to tell you guys?

This is the opposite of okay.

You're staring harder than either of us, man. Why wasn't you tagged along again?

To keep an eye on you two degenerates.

Multiple targets, in sight, and fire!

Are you insane?

Hey. No.

Wait. I'm not...

Oh,

Daya, you will be missed.

Well, now.

Do you want something, dear Daya?

You maybe say, are you okay in a cute voice for me?

I'm cute.

Oh, my. Are you okay, Daya? The rest of you might as well show yourselves now.

Theo!

Oh, why are you here?

Well, you know, there was a thing. Right, Harto?

Right, Daya?

Huh? Me?

Well, there...

Oh,

I can't wait to see the looks on their faces.

Just Karina.

Don't expect anything from Shin. I'd eat my juggernaut if that reaper so much as

giggled. That guy's no fun.

I've never confessed to anything even close to that!

Cut it out already!

You're so cute, Karina.

Anyway, what did you want to ask us?

Oh, yeah. Daya?

Huh? Me again?

Well, we wanted to...

What exactly is Yobai?

Huh?

What was that just now?

We've got a rat in the barrack. A rat?

Don't that's what you're going with?

To be spending that time with the people he actually cares about.

Any one of us could be dead tomorrow!

This is only temporary.

The princess will get bored of her new toys and stop calling before you know

Right now, they're both just passing the time.

But why would he even bother being nice to a white pig like her?

Oh, Shin would hurry up and break her already.

If it were up to Shin, he never would have broken any of his handlers. I know

you know that. And could you say that to Shin's face?

That you don't like our new handler, so you want him to break her for you? Could

you say that to him?

I couldn't.

But I still hate her.

Those white pigs slaughtered my mom and dad.

They used them as target practice, like empty cans.

All white pigs are scum.

I'll never stop it.

Yeah. All these stars came falling from the sky. It came down like a sparkling

rainstorm.

They left streaks of light above us.

It was like nothing I've ever seen.

There were really that many shooting stars?

Yep. I couldn't count them all.

A meteor shower?

I've seen one of those too.

Really?

Yeah. The thing was, it was in the middle of a battlefield where everyone

had been eliminated. Except for the one man at my side.

Right?

Undertaker?

Well, that isn't as romantic as one might have hoped.

To top it all off, our juggernauts ran out of gas.

So until Fido came back from wherever he ran off to, we were stuck in the middle

of all that carnage with nothing to do but wait.

Who's Fido?

Our dog.

You have a dog too?

Well, he's a very unusual dog.

He doesn't go woof so much as he goes beep.

Beep?

Nights on the battlefield are terrifyingly dark, and they seem to go

And all of a sudden, these pale, silent lights ignite the sky, appearing one

after another, and then falling to Earth.

And that is when I made the biggest mistake of my life, said something weird

that shouldn't have slipped out.

What did you say, show -off?

Wouldn't you like to know?

If this is the last thing I see, then maybe that's not so bad.

It sounded good at the time. Give me a break, man.

I see you laughing. Don't try to hide it.

I doubt we'll get to see anything like that again.

I wish I could have seen that meteor shower, too.

How come you weren't able to see it from there?

The lights in the city don't shut off at night.

You can't really see the stars here. Well, for the most part.

Oh, I guess that would make sense now that I think of it.

Nights here are really dark.

There aren't a lot of people here, and we're far from everything.

We shut off all the lights when we go to sleep, too.

Which means the stars are usually beautiful.

That is definitely one of the good things about this life.

One of the good things?

Yep.

Kirshbluta, do you hate us?

Tough question.

It obviously hurts being discriminated against for no reason.

Life in the camps was hard.

And I'll always be scared when I fight.

So as for the people who forced this on us and say the hell they put us through

is okay since the 86 are livestock and not human, I can't bring myself to like

them. Then you... But still, I'm very much aware that not every single Alba is

completely irredeemably wicked person, just like I'm very much aware that not

all 86 are good, pure -hearted saints.

Honestly, among the ranks of the 86, there aren't a whole lot of people of my

race. Which led to some stuff at the camps and in my previous units.

And my experience wasn't exactly unique.

I'm sure that there are good Alba out there.

Even so, I've never met any personally.

Some of my comrades claim they have, though.

So there is that.

Basically, I'm not going to hate you for being an Alba.

I appreciate that.

It sounds like I owe your comrades a debt of gratitude.

I have to admit, Handler One, you've really caught my interest.

Really?

Is it okay if I ask you something personal?

Please, go ahead.

Remind me how you talked me into this, Lena.

I bought you lunch, remember?

For this, you better buy me dinner, too.

What do you need a map for, anyway?

I want to send it to them.

They're fighting and somehow winning without any good maps.

You're bragging about them again?

Well, they're amazing.

They've been in more battles than any other unit in the past two weeks, and

still have zero casualties.

Yeah, sure.

Amazing. But would it kill you to tell me about a guy who I can actually see?

My love life's a wreck. This new potential marriage partner? I swear.

Who? Theobald?

No, he was forever ago.

This one's Humbert.

His forehead goes up to here, and he just won't give up.

I made a huge mistake giving him that handkerchief when we first met.

But he was sweaty all the way up to here.

It'd bug you too, right? Yes, very much so.

How is it that they always seem to know when the Legion are going to attack?

And she's not listening.

It really is a mystery.

They're always ready to fight before the enemy even shows up.

Lena, you shouldn't get too involved here.

They're 86.

Oh, don't worry.

Alba or not, we're all human beings trying to build a trusting relationship

one another.

What the?

Are you all right?

I have a trusting relationship with you, Major Millie Zay.

Here.

You found one!

You owe me dinner.

Thank you. Now I can help them even more.

It's like I'm not even here.

Pararade.

Activate.

Synchronization.

Spearhead Squadron. Processor.

Excellent job.

Thank you for your hard work today.

Thank you, Handler One.

Right back at you.

As always, thanks for the call.

All right, Undertaker. First on our agenda, I have an update on the

arrival of the resupply you requested the other day.

I'm afraid I have to report that you're going to be waiting for a bit longer.

Is that a cat?

Yeah, we keep it at the barracks.

I'm the one who found it, by the way.

Right after I got stationed here, I heard the poor thing crying in front of

house that had been blown away by a tank round.

Its parents and siblings got flattened, but it was totally fine.

And for reasons beyond our understanding, it loves Undertaker more

He doesn't play with or pamper it at all. It rubs up against him all the

and he just pats it once in a while.

I think it's more like it thinks Undertaker's a good bet.

I mean, just look at him now.

Yeah, it doesn't move when he's reading.

It'll never get along with Black Dog, though. He's annoying.

That's mean and not fair!

I demand you take that back!

Boo! Boo!

And what is your little friend's name?

Midnight. Whitey. Two -Tone. Kitty.

Shrimp. Remark.

This again?

Stop naming it after the author of whatever book you've got in your hands

moment. And what are you even reading?

Man, you've got no taste.

Do you... have a lot of cats there?

Weren't you listening?

There's just the one.

Thing is, it's a black cat with white paws.

So we call it Midnight, or Whitey, or Two -Tone.

It doesn't really have any one particular name. Everybody just sort of

whatever feels right to them at the moment.

Lately, it's started coming whenever you look at it and say anything, really.

I see.

But why didn't you bother to give it a proper name?

Huh? Um, what was that just now?

We've got a rat in the barracks. A rat?

You have a dog, too?

Well, he's a very unusual dog.

I wish I could have seen that meteor shower, too.

How come you weren't able to see it from there?

It sounds like I owe your comrades a debt of gratitude.

I have to admit, Handler One, you've really caught my interest.

Really?

Is it okay if I ask you something personal?

Please, go ahead.

Why exactly do you care so much about us?

To be frank, when I was just a little girl, a processor saved my life on

the battlefield.

And he said something to me.

We are born and raised citizens of this republic.

It's our duty to protect our country.

I'm proud to do it.

That is why we fight.

I personally believe that we need to live up to the precedent that his words

ideals set forth.

We demand that you fight for us, but refuse to watch as you risk your life.

We don't make any effort to get to know you as people.

That flies in the face of what my savior told me.

And I refuse to play a part in that.

Handler One.

You're a virgin, aren't you?

Sorry,

I didn't mean that wrong. I meant, like a virgin.

That's not anybody.

I mean, um...

Like a young girl who thinks the whole world is made of fields of flowers.

Like you have an untarnished, pure ideal of life.

Um, what I'm trying to say is you're not a bad person.

So I'm going to warn you now.

You aren't cut out for this job.

And I think it's best that you don't get involved with us.

We're not fighting these battles for noble reasons like yours.

So there's no need for you to be talking to us any longer.

You should get someone else to take your place.

Before you regret it.

Handler One to all units.

Enemy sighted on radar.

Unit size?

We're aware, Handler One.

Prepare to engage at .478.

Okay. Received and noted, Undertaker.

Undertaker.

Gunslinger ready in position.

Laughing Fox to Undertaker.

Third platoon in position.

Undertaker, listen.

I need you to move Gunslinger onto two o 'clock bearing, 200 units or so from

our current position.

I know you can't see it, but there's a high ground there. You can use that hill

to provide cover fire, and it will give you a much wider view of the

battlefield. Confirming.

Gunslinger, can you see the point from where you are?

Hang on.

Yeah, there it is.

Repositioning. That should place you opposite the first platoon. They're your

primary attackers for this operation.

When moving from suppressive fire to defeat in detail, you'll be able to

their position when you first engage.

So basically making her a decoy.

You've got the voice of a little princess, but that's pretty ruthless.

Lulith can't fire at higher angles.

They won't be able to hit Gunslinger directly as long as she keeps the high

ground. And when she moves to reposition... Don't get me wrong.

I don't think it's a bad idea.

Right, Gunslinger?

I'll do anything as long as it helps the rest of us.

Did you find a new map or something?

That's handy.

Would you like me to send it over later?

Is that okay?

Sending 86 classified information like a map?

I really don't care. What good is information if you're too afraid to use

Fair question.

For that matter, none of the people in the Spearhead Squadron are 86, at the

very least. I've never once considered or called you. Right, right.

Here they come.

Target down.

Fourth platoon on the move.

That Luva.

What's it doing out there?

Lucozia, I'll hit it from the left.

Back me up.

Roger, Kirshbluta.

I can't move.

No.

I don't want to die.

Mission complete.

You all did very well.

I'm so sorry about Gears of Blutha.

If only I'd found the map sooner.

If only I'd done a better job.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry?

What are you sorry for?

From where you're sitting, a dead 86 or two is nothing to worry about, right?

Something that might slip your mind by the time you make it back home for

dinner.

See, we don't have much to do here. So most of the time we can play along with

your little act.

I don't discriminate like those other people do. I've never once thought of

as pig.

But not now.

Not after we just lost one of our comrades.

I need you to understand that right now we don't have the time to deal with your

hypocritical bullshit.

It's not... So what?

Did you expect that we wouldn't care when we lost one of our own?

Yeah, maybe you're right.

After all, we're not high -minded, idealistic Alba like you. We're nothing

subhuman pigs!

No, you're wrong!

I never thought - I'm wrong?

Tell me how I'm wrong! You throw us out here on the battlefield like we're

weapons to be used until we break, all while watching from your warm, safe

inside the walls, all while acting like all's right with the world as we fight

and bleed and die!

If that's not treating us like pigs, then tell me what is!

You're so proud of not calling us 86, but you're just leaving it unsaid!

You think, right?

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