[anchor] Representative Demura,
the Prime Minister is rumored to be considering you for a cabinet position.
This would be the first I've heard of it, I can assure you.
[anchor 2] Previously, you've stated your goal was to eradicate child poverty.
As part of the cabinet, you could make that dream a reality.
Yes. That's true.
If I'm granted that opportunity,
it's my intention to work as hard as I can towards that end.
Great work, sir. It won't be long.
[Demura] Yes.
It's a waiting game.
[Demura chuckling softly]
[Demura] Hmm.
After 20 years of being a representative,
I can finally make good on the promise I made to my father.
And, of course, none of this would be possible
without the help you've given me.
Oh, please, sir. We're not worthy of such praise.
[cell phone vibrating]
[Demura] Hmm?
INCOMING CALL IINO
- [Demura sighing] - [ominous music playing]
[elevator bell dinging]
[footsteps approaching]
[doorbell buzzing]
- [lock clicking] - [door opening]
Do come in, representative.
Congratulations on the cabinet appointment.
[opening theme music playing]
AKUMA KUN
- [man munching] - [tense music playing]
EPISODE 7 HUMAN
What is it you wanted to talk about?
[Iino] You're just as impatient as ever.
Take a seat. Join me.
You must be hungry.
I've never cared much for sweet foods.
Now, now. No sense in restraining yourself.
After all, the cost of this suite, as well as all room service,
are being paid with money that was originally yours.
Tell me what you want, and be done with it!
- I have pressing... - [Iino] It's just...
...expenses have been piling up,
and I was thinking maybe you could lend me a little more.
You scoundrel!
Are you seriously trying to extort money from me again?
[Iino] You make it sound so awful.
It is proper remuneration for my time as your private secretary.
I am protecting you, after all.
I'm making sure this photo never gets leaked to the media.
[Demura gasping]
This can't go on any longer.
I've already paid you everything I was worth.
There's nothing else I could possibly give you!
[Iino] For now, that is.
[Demura gasping]
Once you become a cabinet minister,
it'll be easy for you to siphon off funds from your budget.
[Demura] How dare you!
That money was meant for helping children in need!
I will never cross that line.
[Iino] Oh, how sweet.
- [dramatic, tense music playing] - [Iino] Stop playing the saint.
You're just like your father in that way.
Of course, you're nothing like him in a number of other ways.
Then again, you were adopted, weren't you?
Such an inspiring story.
He spent his whole life as a lowly teacher,
using his own money to feed and educate the poor, homeless children
forgotten by society at large.
Since he took you in after you were abandoned,
you ought to know better than most.
His choices led to a life of poverty,
destroying his health until he fell over dead.
[chuckling] There are many apt words
to describe men like yourself and your father.
Idiot comes to mind. [cackling]
[Demura seething]
[Demura] I don't care what you say about me.
[breathing intensifying] I'm used to it.
But...
[tense music swelling]
[Demura]...don't you dare insult my father!
- [blow landing] - [Iino grunting]
- [Demura straining] - [Iino gasping]
[Demura roaring]
[Iino gasping, straining]
- [bones cracking] - [Iino exhaling]
POPULAR PARTY DEMURA
[Demura panting]
[music fades]
[Demura panting]
[ominous music playing]
[discordant, sinister music playing]
- [lock clicking] - [door opening]
[sinister music swelling]
[music stops]
[car engine revving]
[footsteps approaching]
[Mephisto III] Ah, another poster for Representative Demura.
[Akuma] He's got the same fake smile as the other ones.
What are you talking about?
He's an admirable man.
Not only does he talk the talk, but he walks the walk.
I take it you support him?
[Mephisto III] My parents sure do.
[Akuma] As a basic rule, humans cannot be trusted.
And politicians are exponentially less trustworthy than all the rest.
Compared to those weasels, I'd rather throw in my lot with demons.
They're at least faithful to their purpose.
You're a human, but you'd be willing to trust a demon more?
[Akuma] You see, I'm not like you, who's neither one nor the other,
Mephisto the Third.
What the heck is that supposed to mean?
Hey!
[footsteps approaching rapidly]
YUSUKE DEMURA CAMPAIGN OFFICE
[knocking on door]
[door opening]
- [man] Sir? - [Demura] Hmm?
Someone's here requesting to see Mr. Iino.
Uh, what should we do?
It is quite all right. You can let them in.
There's no snack to go with the tea.
Would you pipe down? [chuckling nervously]
"Millenarianism Research Institute."
[Mephisto III] It's like a detective agency.
Mephisto the Third, at your service.
And this is Akuma Kun.
Tell me, what business do you have with my secretary Iino?
Well, sir, Mr. Iino had contacted our agency to investigate a matter
and we were hoping to report our findings.
But we've been unable to reach him.
What's going on?
For the sake of confidentiality, I can't go into the details,
but our client wanted us to look into an organization that no longer exists.
To be honest, we haven't been able to contact Mr. Iino ourselves.
- It's not like him. I'm worried. - [man] Pardon me, representative!
It's about Mr. Iino. They found his body.
[funky music playing]
[man] Representative Demura!
I'm terribly sorry to have made you come all this way
on such short notice.
I'm Fukabayashi, Metro P.D.
Well I'll be! Mephisto Cubed and Akuma Kun!
What are you fellas doing here?
We're here in a professional capacity.
The deceased, Mr. Iino, was a client of ours.
Wow! What're the odds? That's good news for me!
I'll be counting on you boys to solve this case in no time flat. [laughing]
Our obligation is to our client.
You all know each other.
We met working a previous case.
[Akuma] Our detective here is more trouble than any demon.
Notarikon, if I'm not mistaken.
Nobody on the force would have ever cracked that code.
Thanks to you, the perpetrator was...
[Akuma] Mephisto, the photo.
- [Mephisto III] Sure. - Photo?
[Mephisto III] We were given a picture of a tattoo.
Our job was to investigate the origin of the symbol utilized in its design.
Per our client's request.
Oh. So, this must be connected to his murder, then.
[Akuma] Ugh.
Right. Now, for what we've got.
First, about the victim, Mr. Iino.
Having some difficulty with pinning down the time of death.
That's because the temperature in the room was turned way down.
[Akuma] The security footage?
There isn't a camera in the corridor, but we have a view of the elevator hall
and the lobby, too.
We're checking them as we speak.
Superintendent!
I finished reviewing the security footage.
Great! Uh, what's wrong?
It's just...
[Fukabayashi] What's that? Room service?
SECURITY CAMERAS
ELEVATOR HALL 13F_A
[Fukabayashi] This video's from four days ago.
[tense music playing]
Clearly shows Mr. Demura leaving the floor that the murder was on
by using the elevator.
Fifteen minutes later,
a hotel staff member goes to the room to pick up the room service plates.
Who answered the door for the retrieval?
It was Mr. Iino.
No doubt there whatsoever?
No. Mr. Iino has been a guest of ours for some time.
On multiple occasions, I've personally delivered his room service order.
That day, like every other,
he called to ask for the plates to be removed 20 minutes later.
Which means that after Representative Demura left,
our client was still...
[Fukabayashi] Mr. Iino was still alive.
If there's nothing else you need, may I be on my way?
[Fukabayashi] Oh. Uh, of course.
[Akuma] Given the circumstances, you're not entirely free from suspicion.
I understand your concern, but I assure you I am innocent.
[man] Sir, there's more you ought to see.
[mouse clicking]
[man] This is the next day, around lunchtime.
[Fukabayashi] Okay. Where's he going?
[man] The hotel's cafe, Pointe.
[Fukabayashi] Pointe, huh?
Oh, the cafe that's just off the lobby.
Wait. He ordered a crepe from the hotel cafe, too?
This guy can't get enough of 'em.
Iino's had a fondness for sweet foods the whole time I've known him.
[man] That was the last time he was seen.
That means he could've died anytime between eating that crepe three days ago
and when his body was discovered today.
[Demura] If you'll excuse me, I'll be going now.
[Fukabayashi] Thanks for your cooperation, Representative.
Well it's my pleasure. And I certainly hope you find the culprit.
[Fukabayashi] We won't let you down.
[ominous flourish playing]
[Fukabayashi] Great. Now we're back where we started.
Would it be possible to investigate Iino's room?
Oh, you wanna look?
Well, we're done with it. Forensics came, and...
[Akuma] Just take me to it.
[door opening]
[Mephisto III] What do we have bagged on the table?
Iino's possessions. And they've already been fingerprinted.
[Mephisto III] What are these?
[Akuma] They're EpiPens.
[Mephisto III] Epi...? Oh, right.
People with allergies carry these things around.
Apparently, Iino was highly allergic to two things, seafood and buckwheat.
[contemplative, whimsical music playing]
He had allergies.
I'm getting hungry. What do you say we grab something to eat?
I will take the hotcakes.
You had those this morning.
I want to form my own opinion,
but the Café Pointe has received a lackluster one-star rating
from the Japanese Hotcake Society Trust and the International Hotcake Guide.
You're just making things up, huh?
We hotcake admirers are loyal, but refuse to remain silent any longer.
Hotcake admirers. Got it.
I wonder, why did Iino want us to look into that demon-worshiping organization
in the first place?
- I mean, what could his angle be? - Most likely...
- ...that's a photo of Demura. - [Mephisto III] What?
How did you come to that conclusion?
When you pulled out the photograph in the lobby,
I noticed his left shoulder shifted ever so slightly,
like he had to suppress an involuntary reaction to hide something.
[Mephisto III] Representative Demura involved
in a demon-worshiping organization?
That's a stretch.
Do you think they summoned a demon like Tobayama did?
No way.
Don't think that's what the organization we're looking for is interested in.
They'd rather build their own.
It sounds like they were making a Frankenstein.
[Akuma] For clarification,
Frankenstein isn't the name of the monster,
it's the name of the scientist who created him.
[sighing] So do you think they succeeded in creating their own demon?
[Akuma] No clue.
There was a power struggle, which radicalized a splinter faction.
And as a result, the organization withered on the vine and eventually disappeared.
[waitress] Are you gentlemen ready to order?
I'd like hotcakes.
I forgot to look over the menu.
I guess I'll just order a crepe, or...
What?
No crepes. None.
- [Akuma grunting] - Hey! I was figuring out my order!
[Akuma] Hmm. He'll have this.
I'm pretty sure I can order for myself, thank you very much!
Mephisto, if the evil of humans
and the goodness of demons were to face off in a battle,
which side do you think would win?
Who knows? Why would you ask that?
[Akuma] Demura knows the answer to my question.
YUSUKE DEMURA CAMPAIGN OFFICE
I see. Right.
Understood.
Good night, Prime Minister.
[ominous music playing]
[Demura sighing]
At last... the moment is upon me.
Father, I will see your dream finally fulfilled.
[suspenseful music playing]
[knocking on door]
[Gremory] Excuse me? Hello.
[grunting] Who are you?
- Wh-what are you doing here? - [Gremory giggling]
Now this is a quite the treat... [kissing]
...Mr. Representative.
- Hey! I'll call the police! - [Gremory] You wanna know something?
Iino and I were intimately involved.
So I've heard all kinds of wild stories about what you've been up to, Mr. Big Man.
[Demura] You've heard a lot? Like what?
[grunting] Tidbits.
I might have heard you were part of a demon-worshiping organization.
- What? - There's no need to worry.
I won't benefit by exposing your secret.
But in that spirit, I came to ask you for a favor.
[Demura] A favor?
[Gremory] Now that Iino's dead,
you've got an opening on your staff, don't you?
I was thinking that you could hire me to replace him,
which would make it so much easier for me to keep your secret.
[Demura] Why?
Why?
Why?!
[suspenseful music swelling]
Why do you lowlifes keep tormenting me?
[Gremory cackling]
[Demura roaring]
[Gremory grunting, gasping]
I've done it before!
Killed someone with these monstrous hands!
Everything I've worked so hard to protect!
Everything I've finally achieved!
There's no way in hell I'd let... you... people destroy it!
- [Demura roaring] - [Gremory grunting, gasping]
- [bones cracking] - [music fades]
[body thudding]
[Demura shuddering]
A BRIGHT FUTURE FOR THE CHILDREN YUSUKE DEMURA
I did it again.
- [sinister music playing] - Wait.
I can just cover it up like the last one.
I managed to pull it off once before.
I can make it work this time, too.
Yes.
[knocking on door]
[Akuma] A copycat, huh?
A weak-willed artificial demon manipulated by a shadowy organization.
That's you. Is it not, Demura?
[Gremory] Mimicking people isn't all he's got.
- [Demura gasping] - [Gremory] He's also ridiculously strong.
Even I couldn't fight back against him.
- [bones cracking] - Oh! Ow, my neck.
But... What are you?
Oh. Sorry. My name's Gremory.
And unlike the defective failure standing in front of me,
I'm an actual demon.
Representative Demura.
[Akuma] Four days ago, you murdered Iino in the same way
you just tried to kill Gremory, here.
Then you made sure to destroy any evidence of your secret contained in his notebook
and computer...
and called for room service to come at a certain time to pick up the plates.
You then dropped the room temperature as low as it would go,
and exited the room.
Shortly afterward, you mimicked a completely unrelated person
so you could return to the scene of the crime without being noticed.
At the designated time, you mimicked Iino again,
and answered the door for the staff.
Up to then went quite well.
But then you got too cocky and made a mistake.
[Demura] What sort of mistake?
[Akuma] Trying to leave an even greater impression
that Iino was still alive.
The next day, you left the room as him.
A lot of people saw you as you walked through the lobby.
Then, once you arrived at Café Pointe,
seeking to portray your victim more accurately,
you tried to order a crepe.
But crepes aren't on the menu at Café Pointe.
At a loss, you must have asked the server.
No. We don't have any crepes, sir.
But perhaps you might enjoy a galette instead?
[Akuma] True, galettes bear a superficial resemblance to crepes.
However, galettes aren't made with wheat flour,
they're made with buckwheat flour.
With his buckwheat allergy,
there's no way Mr. Iino would order a galette,
let alone eat one.
But since you have no interest in sweet foods,
you never realized the difference.
Trying so hard to make it appear like Iino was still alive
put the final nail in your coffin.
[Demura sighing]
[music fades]
I'm only here because of my father.
The man rescued me,
an ugly, defective demon abandoned by those that made him.
He treated me like a son.
Once I was old enough to understand things,
I cried and said, "I don't want to be a demon."
"I want to be a human, like you."
And then my father said,
"There are countless humans with the heart of a demon in this mixed-up world."
"Therefore, as long as you keep your heart on the right track, and be kind,
even a demon can become a human."
"So, I want you to live right."
"Surrounded by kindness."
[somber music playing]
I've carried that lesson with me to this day.
Followed his words in hopes to be...
to be...
So that, one day, I would be more human than the rest.
[Demura crying]
Ultimately, you are still just a demon.
How dare you?! I am not!
Then you must choose.
If you're a human and not a demon, as you claim,
then you must be judged by our human laws.
Of course, if you're actually a demon instead,
then you should kill all of us right here and now.
Assuming that you're tired of pretending.
[tense music playing]
[heart beating]
Are you a human and, therefore, fallible?
Or are you a demon?
[heart beat fading]
[Demura shuddering]
[Demura] That love that my father showed me when I had no one...
[crying] I betrayed my father's memory.
I cannot continue to do so.
I am...
a human.
So, tell me...
you were loved by your father, weren't you?
[music fades]
What was that supposed to mean?
[Mephisto III gasping]
[Gremory] Oh great.
Here comes trouble.
Hey, wait up!
Akuma Kun! You'd better have some stamps for me this time!
I got strangled!
You're a fool if you think you can get a demon to work pro bono!
[Gremory gasping, yelling]
[Mephisto III] Hmm.
- I believed in you. - [sirens wailing]
[footsteps approaching rapidly]
[man] Sir.
Representative!
We won't forget all the good you did during your time in office.
Don't worry.
I promise you, the dreams that you and your father had,
we'll carry the torch and do all we can to achieve those goals.
My team is the greatest.
I'm counting on you... to carry on.
- [man] Yes, sir. - [woman] Yes, sir.
METROPOLITAN POLICE DEPARTMENT
Wow!
A master of disguises, huh?
Or I guess, more accurately, a real magician.
[Fukabayashi laughing obnoxiously]
Oh, yeah! And thanks for solving another mystery!
Hmm. [chuckling]
[melancholy music playing]
[wrapper crunching]
Looks like the goodness of demons won in the end.
[Akuma] What does that mean?
You're the one who asked me that question earlier.
Don't play dumb 'cause you were wrong.
Just like there are bad demons, there are good demons, too.
That's what our lesson is, right?
[Akuma] That's a rough conclusion you're drawing.
But it's the truth.
Look no further than your father's Twelve Apostles.
I mean, they're all fighting alongside him
to achieve the Millennium Kingdom, aren't they?
Them helping's not necessarily out of goodness.
Perhaps they're doing it
because the Millennium Kingdom will benefit them.
Benefit? You're wrong.
It's because they trust each other.
It's because of goodness and friendship.
[Akuma] That doesn't make any sense.
- [Mephisto III] Huh? - [Akuma] Forget it.
[crosswalk light beeping]
It's a waste of time listening to the opinion of someone
who's only half-demon, like you.
- [Mephisto III grunting] - [Akuma] Hmm?
Okay, fine! Maybe you're right!
I am only a half-demon!
So, a guy like you who was raised by full demons, who then abandoned him,
probably understands their whole deal way better than I ever could!
[music fades]
[glass shattering]
[wind blowing]
Its eyes still haven't opened yet?
[ominous music playing]
[Strophaia] How annoying!
[music fades]
[ending theme music playing]
[Komorineko] Hey, gang!
Don't forget to cast your vote for me in the upcoming demon election!
[Hyakume] There's a demon election?
[Yuko] And you're a candidate, Komorineko?
How wonderful for you.
[Komorineko] That's right. I'm throwing my hat in the ring.
I was the chairman at the Invisible School, after all.
[Hyakume] The chairman? How did I not know that?
[Yuko] What was it?
The chairman of the cleaning committee?
[Komorineko moaning] Come on, guys. Give me a hand here.
If I'm elected, I promise you a center-stage seat in the demon world.
[Hyakume] Center-stage?
[Komorineko] Sure. Everyone loves center-stage.
At the concert, when I'm singing and everyone's cheering for me,
it'll be the best spot!
[Yuko] Wait. You're going to be singing?
[Komorineko] You better believe it, kid. I'm gonna sing, sing, sing my heart out!
[Yuko] Um, what song will you regale us with?
[Komorineko] The "Super-Demon Bat-Cat Fight Song," of course!
[Hyakume] Can't say I'm familiar with it.
[Komorineko] ♪ I'm a bat, but I'm not just that ♪
♪ I'm a cat, what you think about that? ♪
♪ Bat-cat, cat-bat, oh yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Oh, hang in there, Komorineko ♪
[Hyakume] That's not a real song, right?
[Komorineko] No. I don't have a song of my own.
Not all of us have officially licensed songs, Hyakume.
Uh, right, Yuko?
[Yuko] Uh, I didn't want to say anything,
but the mini-ghosts have their own song, too.
It's pretty catchy.
[Komorineko crying] ♪ Hang in there, Komorineko ♪
Subtitle translation by: Chul Woong Kim