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01x07 - Human

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Akuma-kun". Aired: November 9, 2023.*
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The protagonist is a child prodigy who appears once every 10,000 years. The protagonist is always nicknamed "Akuma-kun".

01x07 - Human

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[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 m*rder, 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 13FA

[Fukabayashi] This video's

from four days ago.

[tense music playing]

Clearly shows Mr. Demura leaving the floor

that the m*rder 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!

k*lled 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 m*rder*d Iino in the same way

you just tried to k*ll 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 c*ck

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 k*ll 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 DEPARTMEN

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, g*ng!

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 ♪