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Brother.

See you next time.

I'm getting naked. No, you're not.

What was that about? An empty heart and mind pulls even a plane? Did you get

that from Kai?

Their minds are empty enough already.

Hey, guys, look where we are.

Our blossom viewing spot.

It's been so long.

That was right after we got deployed here.

What do you say to another dance, Anju? We're just about to enter combat, Daya.

Yes, ma 'am.

Me? I came from Luskinia.

I was with Shin before this.

Stand up there, would you?

You got it.

What unit you from?

Scale. How about you?

Luskinia. Oh.

And you, Mr. Daya? Just Daya's fine.

I'm from Claymore.

Wow. And what year are you both in? My fourth year.

Fourth? No way. I'm in my fourth year.

Seems like most of us are, actually. That seems to be the one and only thing

we've all got in common.

So, there any girls you got your eye on? Bit early for that, isn't it? What

about that girl?

Seemed like you two were really heading it off.

Aw. Back off.

I'm not telling.

Hey, you a big fan of keeping secrets? Come on, brothers in arms aren't

to have secrets.

Yeah, yeah.

Like how I know Daya likes Anju, because he does nothing but stare at her all

day.

Sounds like you're having fun, guys.

Daya, you're an embarrassment.

Shut up and help me get out of there.

Hey!

He wants to talk to Anju about something. Theo!

Theo says the darndest things.

How could you do this to me? You wanted to talk, Daya?

You mean what Theo said?

Nah, that was nothing.

Oh, sounded like something to me.

Oh, well, this is kind of a sausage fest, so I thought it'd be nice to have

feminine energy over here.

Oh, yeah.

Speaking of sausage fest, I heard the craziest thing. What's that?

One of the handlers is some pampered rich girl. Oh, do tell!

This I gotta hear. 100 % chance that this lady's the hottest pig princess the

Grand Muir has to offer. And since she's a pig, you know she's got a huge rack

on her. She's a white pig, of course they're huge.

Like this?

I think she needs a big pink rose in her curly tail. Looking at her now, I can

almost hear how prim and proper her voice is. And a fine morning to you, she

says. And instead of yes, it's very well.

I'd snap at her for sure within the first 30 seconds.

Don't sell yourself short.

Could be she's a frail little girl who never had to carry anything heavier than

a pair of knitting needles. I can't handle the rain, but I'll wilt in too

sunlight. Like that?

What, is she a soldier now?

If she were our handler and I had to deal with that pampered little voice

mumbling in my ear all day, I'm sure I'd lose it. Okay, calm down, folks. Any

Alba who has to work must be so ugly she couldn't find anyone to make her a

trophy wife.

Are you kidding? This lady's obviously a goddess.

Pure of heart and mind, she descended to our mortal realm to save the wretched

souls of us poor 86.

Well, I don't know if she's a sweet little princess or a kind goddess, but

this mysterious lady handler is out there, I think that I would like to meet

someday if I can. She won't be a princess or goddess.

At the end of the day, she's nothing more than just another white pig.

You said it.

Commander, have they had a bit too much to drink? Who knows?

There's nothing in those cups but water, though.

That's right.

Still, looks like they're having fun.

Isn't that what matters?

Is it? You say like it doesn't matter either way. You know, people around here

can tell when you're not being honest.

I guess they can.

In the beginning...

People who were going off to battle hated the cherry blossoms.

The flowers have a short lifespan.

They all bloom at the same time and fall at the same time.

They leave their branches behind easily, as if there's nothing there that might

hold them back.

But honestly, I admire how bold those blossoms are. Look!

I actually made one my emblem.

What's your emblem?

Whatever it is, it's gotta have a story behind it, right?

I think so.

You think?

I don't know. It wasn't mine to start with.

Hey, Lopper!

Get over here and have some fun while you've still got the chance. The moment

you stop laughing is the moment you stop living, right?

That's right!

Fine, we're coming.

I was worried that there was going to be a Legion attack while we were out here

celebrating. I have never been happier to be wrong.

I told you so, didn't I? His predictions haven't been wrong even once.

So he's the Headless Reaper of the Eastern Front?

I guess the rumors had a little bit of truth to them.

One of the rumors I heard said that you're looking for your missing head.

So does that mean if we took your scarf off, would your head go rolling?

Oh, so that's why the skeleton on your emblem has no head. I get it.

Well, we're with you for six months.

Let's make him count, Mr.

Reaper. I'm counting on you.

Counting on you. Counting on you, man.

Counting on you. Count me. You probably get the idea by now.

We're counting on you, Shin.

Work for you, Reaper?

Likewise.

Look at that. You're Mr. Popular already.

I'm counting on you, too.

That doesn't sound like you. Is there a blue moon?

A shooting star!

A shooting star? Where was it? Don't just go chasing after them. Stop acting

like a kid.

Wait for me.

four months since then.

And there's a whole lot fewer of us. The only number that hasn't gone down is

the one on Cujo's blackboard.

I wish time would just stop for a bit.

That would be nice.

I have to tell you, but it won't be stopping for the next two months.

Sorry I'm late.

Beginning coordination mission.

Um, Captain, about today.

Oh, are you scared?

If you're scared, then quit.

Listen, Major, if this is too much, you don't have to... Don't worry, I'm fine.

I'm with you, through to the very end.

Got it.

Scorpion, incoming artillery fire.

Hold on a sec.

Have they joined up with the Scorpions from the next unit over?

There weren't supposed to be this many.

Son of a bitch.

They figured out that we can predict their routes and take them out.

So they blast us out of our hiding spots with artillery fire, and hit us with

lube as once we're out in the open?

Is that it?

It's a hoot.

That's an awful lot of effort just to take out a few misfits in aluminum

coffins. It's almost enough to bring a tear to your eyes.

Use Mordor's hand!

some hunk of scrap metal. I can make it! Make it count.

Mr.

Reaper.

Burt, help!

Burt, help!

March Hare, come back.

No wit?

Take over command from Black Dog.

Major. Yes?

If I told you to cut your para -rate, would you do it?

Are you?

You've never seen a person get shot.

Am I correct?

What do you mean?

I cannot allow Dyad to become a part of the Legion.

If you don't think you can handle it, please cut the link.

I'll carry that.

That's all right, Dias. It's not heavy. I'm just fine.

Are you sure?

I mean it. I can carry it myself.

Right, kitty?

Let's play darts.

We finally lost Daya and Lekka too, huh?

Here, it's just a question of when it happens, not if.

Yeah.

But even if you're the only one of us left, you're never gonna stop fighting.

Until you... Until you can make a grave for that brother of yours.

It's the only thing I can do.

My brother still hasn't forgiven me.

He still blames me.

So... Even now, you're obsessed with your brother's head.

And on you go, a headless reaper, searching for what you've lost.

Gin.

This is all your fault.

All of this.

This hell we're in.

It's all your fault!

Mom's death.

Dad's death.

The fact that I'm about to join them.

Our blood's on your hands!

It's all because of your sin!

It's delicious.

Thank you so much, Annette.

Did you use real eggs?

Fake ones. I used real strawberries, though. Sorry about that. Didn't have

time. Oh, no worries.

Still, I'm glad you dropped by.

Here's a little birthday present from me.

But I got a present from you yesterday.

Oh, that arrived?

But why a rocking chair?

Why, she asks.

Well, I, you know, I thought you'd like rocking.

Huh?

Fine. The truth is, Nicholas gave it to me as a lovely gift. But I wasn't gonna

use it.

It did seem like someone older picked it, yeah.

But you're looking like you need to get more sleep lately. Wouldn't it be

perfect for a nap?

Seriously, Annette?

How do you always end up with guys in the wrong age range?

Well, all the guys my age... Hmm?

Are completely useless to me.

They're all too childish.

Hmm.

So, what is it this time?

You came to ask me something, didn't you?

You see, the thing is... Yeah?

Annette, I was wondering, hypothetically speaking, what happens if a pararoid

were to have some kind of negative effect on a person's mind?

Oh, then they're headed go pop.

We'd pop the processor skull right on open and examine every last part of

brain. Exactly like we were planning to do with Undertaker. Then toss the body

when we were done.

For a handler, we'd give them a full exam ASAP and then transfer them to

unit.

Sorry, I have to go.

Save the cake for me. I'll be back for it later. Lena.

The cake.

I'll bake you your usual one next year.

This year's cake was just fine.

Thanks.

I cannot allow Dia to become a part of the Legion.

Captain Nozen's been doing that for years.

Keeping his comrades from becoming part of the Legion.

In the last battle, my squadron lost two of their processors.

One of them mortally wounded, but the Legion did not kill him.

Rather, our own combat commander finished him off. How many machines

We have 16 more people.

Our military mortars have an effective range comparable to that of a Scorpion's

howitzer. That's how we even the scales.

That front line support will save the 86 line.

Rather, it'll lessen attrition at the front lines, raise morale, and enable us

to defend our great republic more efficiently.

You are aware that mortars need to be reloaded after firing, yes? And they're

set up in the middle of a minefield.

It's far too close to the front lines.

And you mean to tell me that we should take on that risk for the 86?

86 can be replaced, but republic soldiers cannot.

I can't authorize their use.

The military and the people alike want a homeland defense that's technologically

advanced and ethical with zero casualties.

And the military's job is to follow the will of the people, yes?

But... That's enough!

How many times do I have to tell you? The sooner you stop siding with the 86,

the better.

You say that as if they weren't human.

As if they weren't suffering.

I do have another mission for Spearhead, actually.

We have received confirmation that there is a new Legion base under construction

in their vicinity.

As soon as they're ready to mobilize, they are to advance immediately upon the

base and destroy it in its entirety.

Just one moment! Even before they've had a chance to replace the comrades they

lost? Why is it that our unit's the only one that doesn't get any replacements?

This base exists to bolster the strength of the Legion's advance.

I shouldn't have to remind you.

that should this base be completed, Spearhead will suffer.

You do wish to save them, don't you, Major Millizet?

Or am I wrong?

Understood, sir.

And that concludes the mission briefing.

Understood.

I'm sorry.

We haven't replaced your casualties yet, and we're already sending you on a new

mission. That's typical for us.

We've been aware of the Legion base, too, for quite some time now.

It's almost certainly a trap.

Hold on. You know it's a trap, and you still plan to attack anyway?

It may be more dangerous to simply leave it be.

I wish we could have at least used the mortars to provide you with some

but I couldn't get approval.

Oh, those things?

I've never actually seen anyone use them.

I'd be surprised if they still worked.

That's very disappointing.

Ah, don't sweat it. We weren't counting on them to begin with.

Stress is bad for your skin anyway.

Yeah, I think that's all for today.

I hope you're all able to get a good night's sleep tonight.

Right, right.

Good night.

Later. Night.

Catch you tomorrow.

Captain?

Your voice sounds just a little on edge to me.

Do me a favor. Make sure you get some rest tonight, too, Major.

I'll try.

You can get sweets inside the walls, can't you?

That might help you unwind.

What is it?

It's just... You sound so much like your brother, Ray.

When things were at their worst for me, he gave me chocolate.

You really are brothers, huh?

So I guess my worst is like nothing to you.

You must like sweets, too. Is that right, Captain Nosen?

I do.

Did my brother tell you?

Yes.

What was his expression when he told you about me?

Was he smiling?

He was.

He had such kind eyes.

That, at least, I remember as if it were yesterday.

Major. Anyway,

I think it's about time we called it a night.

I won't forget.

Will you remember me?