A bioroid body was found during the early hours of the 7th,
and the investigation concluded it was suicide.
While lately a chain of bioroid suicides occurred,
no link between them has been established.
Furthermore, it was discovered that the fertilized eggs stored cryogenically in the Tartaros Center
had been disposed of.
Tartaros police are currently investigating the case.
Deunan, how about a road trip?
Sorry, I'm going shopping with Hitomi.
Well, there's no point going on a trip alone.
So much for taking the same day off.
Yo.
Hey, come on in.
How's it going?
Fine, I guess.
I'm back, Yoshitsune!
Welcome back.
Good day, Briareos.
Hitomi, weren't you off shopping with Deunan?
I just came back for the first time in three days because I had legislative work to do.
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Briareos?
How diligent, training even on your day off.
You look just as bored.
Oh, come on.
We're keeping house for the folks in the investigation.
Isn't Deunan on leave too?
Why aren't you with her?
If you both have the day off, you could go on a date or—
She ditched you, huh?
I saw Deunan on her own today.
Today?
Yeah.
There was another bioroid suicide in the Radon River District,
so she went to the Tartaros Center as an observer.
That's when I saw her.
Suicide, huh?
Bioroids are programmed to find the greatest joy in serving humans and keeping society in order.
So why do some of them commit suicide?
The deeper I look into the matter, the more it confuses me.
Briareos, what do you think?
Briareos?
If you're so worried, why don't you ask her directly?
Isn't she your girlfriend?
Listen up!
If you look right, look left as well!
If you look up, look down as well!
You have to look everywhere at once!
Deunan...
Squeeze the trigger before you see the target!
Fire at everything you find suspicious!
Keep line of sight!
You would've been hit twice in combat!
Karl, give her a break!
Don't leave yourself open!
How many times must I say this?!
Don't assume your buddy's always with you!
You've gone too far, Karl!
What's the point?
Deunan's going to lose it!
What's wrong?
Briareos?
Deunan.
Today, did you...
What?
N-Never mind...
Weirdo.
Maybe she turned it in for an overhaul.
If she was in the Radon River District, I bet it was Ceryneia.
Ceryneia?
A gun shop.
I heard they make guns for the police too.
You don't know?
They have a good reputation, known for the quality maintenance work they do.
A bioroid called Lark is the storekeeper.
He's supposed to be a pretty handsome young man.
This is a rare model, even for a custom Government.
The slide and frame are the originals, but everything else is made of new material.
Did you put the replacement grip on?
No, it came like that.
It's a memento of my father.
In that case...
Karl.
Karl!
Why are you doing this to your own daughter?!
Karl, are you listening to me?!
What's this?
My daughter is the only family I have left, so I will do anything to protect her.
Even if I must be a devil to do that.
Deunan leaves herself completely open where you are.
If something happens to me...
Briareos, only you will...
All bioroids in Olympus are created and monitored here, in Tartaros.
We alter the original human DNA to create clones with specific thought patterns and emotional responses.
The hardware is human, but the software isn't.
Bioroids are, in a sense, the smallest, most complicated, and best-performing robots.
Myself included.
There he is.
Something wrong with his data?
Excuse me.
Lark Ceryne...
Oh, he's the bioroid containing DNA from Karl Knute and Alcides.
Bioroids created using superior DNA, such as that of Karl and Alcides,
are most fitting as residents of Olympus, our Eden.
A perfect human for the perfect city...
Nobody is perfect.
That would leave us with no explanation for the bioroid suicide cases.
To a bioroid, living is a responsibility, not a right.
If they wish to throw that away in search of true freedom,
they must throw themselves away as well.
We are far from perfect.
You're pretty late.
Yeah, sorry.
What did you do with the Government?
It's being overhauled.
Why do you care?
Care?
What's with you, Briareos?
Do you think he's worth trusting with that gun, your memento of Karl?
You know who I mean.
What the hell?
Were you checking up on me?
I can't believe it.
What's with you?
What's wrong with caring about my partner?!
Is my partner supposed to spy on everything I do?
Since when were you my legal guardian?
I'm doing this for your sake!
Maybe you just can't deal with it when I don't do what you want!
You're the same as my old man!
Old man?!
Fine.
Have it your way!
I'm telling you, Briareos just can't help worrying about you!
You're lucky you've got someone who cares about you.
He's different.
He's just an old fart.
I wonder if Yoshitsune thinks about me just as much?
Hey, are you even listening to me?
Then what do you think about the other guy?
Yeah, that!
Spill it out!
We can discuss this together.
He's actually not that bad, is he?
You know, he looks like my father.
I think he has my father's DNA in him.
They say human women often fall in love with men who resemble their father.
He's worlds better than my old man on the inside, though.
Tough words.
Looks like we need more alcohol.
I'll go get some.
But that's fascinating.
It's common for a bioroid to share DNA with complete strangers,
yet only a human would feel attracted to a man who resembles her father.
What? There's no point in discussing this with you, then!
Calm down.
The body found in the empty apartment is a male bioroid.
We're currently working toward identifying him.
He appears to have shot himself.
We're sending forensics to the scene.
I repeat, the body is that of a male bioroid.
We're currently working toward identifying him.
It's done.
Please confirm its condition.
Any test firing?
200 rounds at 50 yards.
The error was below the decimal, but do you want to fire a shot?
No thanks.
You won't?
I won't use it in real combat anyway.
More importantly, I want to thank you in some way.
How about dinner?
That'd be great, but...
It's settled, then.
In that case, I want to show you something.
We made it!
This is what you want to show me?
Over here.
What is it?
Just a little further.
Here.
Just wait there.
You can only see it for a minute or two each day.
It's beautiful...
I don't have much time to live, unlike other bioroids.
I didn't undergo life extension treatment.
A unaltered bioroid...
With death's shadow looming over me,
I've learned to treasure each fleeting moment.
Including this moment I'm spending with you.
Don't humans think this way too?
Yeah.
Bioroid suicide is something that occurs every so often, but this year's frequency has exceeded Gaia's estimates.
The Administration decided that if this is some harbinger of a terrorist attack, involving ES.W.A.T. early on is justified.
So?
We finally have a lead.
And guess what, even you and Deunan star in it.
You're far too kind.
There's no need to treat me to dinner. I was just doing my job.
Let's just say your job was that important to me.
I see.
A memento of your father, was it?
Yup.
An old fart to the extreme.
Whoa there.
Normal parents give their kids toy blocks instead of making them take apart and reassemble a rifle,
and they don't make their kids practice close combat with special forces when "playing house", do they?
But I survived until now because he pounded those combat skills into me.
How ironic that the man himself never made it back from battle.
I know that part.
Karl Knute, the hero.
Briareos, who was in the same squad, brought this gun back for me.
Thank you for trusting me with such a special gun.
Wait!
Our orders are to stand by.
Why?
Bioroids make up 80 percent of Olympus' population, and their trustworthiness is in question here.
The time to make our move will come.
Stay your hand for now.
Thank you.
I had a great time.
Same here.
Sorry I can't take you home.
I still have some work left to do.
Good luck.
See you.
Deunan, what are you—
It's Magus.
We found out who our man is, but lost him.
We're trying to determine his location.
Send it when you have it.
Who's the next target?
Me.
The police came to Tartaros just as I left.
They finally figured out the bioroids who committed suicide were all under my supervision.
I can't associate with you much longer.
It's time.
For both of us.
I see.
So you saw right through it all.
The bioroid suicide cases...
He, too, wished to kill himself.
And, like me, he's an unaltered bioroid.
It's amazing how long he's lived.
I heard that humans call Olympus their Eden.
Bioroids are the gears and cogs that keep it running by carrying out Gaia's will.
However, when bioroids learn of their impending death,
they become the very fluctuations of the Olympus system.
Their unpredictable behavior would affect the whole, so bioroids must not commit suicide.
That's why you kill them?
Don't brand me a murderer.
I'm granting the wishes of bioroids who realize they are defective, and in doing so help optimize society.
Just as they do, I am following the voice in my DNA,
working to maintain this Eden for you humans.
You should be the first to be "optimized away" for society's sake.
Really now?
The impulse driving my actions may have stemmed from the segments of my DNA originating from your father.
Briareos?!
Are you all right?
Were you planning on arresting him alone from the start?
The bioroid who carries on my father's genes is a murderer.
Olympus is too small a place for me to feign ignorance.
That administrator agreed with Lark's opinion.
He was sending Lark lists of bioroids wishing to commit suicide
that he had compiled from bioroid periodic counseling sessions.
He must've finally put his own name on the list.
Are you sure you weren't fond of him?
You don't understand a thing about me.
Why did you come?
I could have dealt with him alone.
I will protect you.
Now and forever.
How long is "forever"?
How long do I need to be protected?
Aren't partners supposed to be on equal terms?
I'll look out for where you leave yourself open.
It's always been like that.
Then screw it.
Stop it.
Deunan...
If you always protect me...
I can protect myself now.
I'll protect you, no matter what.