Heisuke complains to Piisuke that it costs 20,000 yen a month just to feed him, while he’s been surviving on only 2,000 yen himself. But if he could just fill his belly for once, all his problems would be solved. In fact, if they just killed Sakamoto and got the billion-yen bounty, they could even afford sushi.
Meanwhile, Shin sighs as assassins chasing the bounty continue wrecking the shop. Sakamoto casually mentions that they need a major renovation. Shin points out they don’t have the funds, but winning the tournament would fix everything, handing Sakamoto a flyer.
Right then, Heisuke walks into the shop, asking for Sakamoto. He promises to let them live if they just hand him over—completely unaware that he’s talking to Sakamoto himself. Sakamoto, without missing a beat, claims he’s just an employee and has no clue who “Taro Sakamoto” is. Suspicious, Heisuke presses further, asking if this place belongs to Sakamoto. Sakamoto shrugs it off, saying they have tons of locations.
Shin, reading Heisuke’s thoughts, concludes that this guy is a complete idiot. His brain is so empty, it’s not even worth the energy to read. But Heisuke insists, saying some lady outside told him Taro Sakamoto was here. Annoyed, Shin snaps that there are probably 200,000 Taro Sakamotos in Japan.
The airsoft tournament
That breaks Heisuke. He starts crying, saying he had no idea how expensive it would be to track down that many people, and he doesn’t even have money for breakfast. He stares pitifully at Lu and Shin, who take pity on him and hand him some pork buns. He gratefully takes them and leaves the shop.
Heisuke sighs, frustrated that he’s back to square one, still stuck living in a flimsy tent barely holding together—the same one his grandma gave him. But he’s not giving up. He swears they’ll strike it rich, get a huge house, and make the people who fired him regret it. Just as he’s hyping himself up, a strong gust of wind rips the tent away. While he’s panicking, a flyer smacks him in the face. It’s for an airsoft tournament with a prize of a million yen. That’s it—if they win, they can finally afford an apartment.
The next day, Shin and Sakamoto arrive at the tournament, grab their gear, and get ready. Shin suggests Lu should join, but she waves him off, saying she’s not into violent games. Suddenly, they hear someone pleading at the registration table—it’s Heisuke, begging to enter. The staff tells him he can’t join alone; he needs a team. Desperate, he spots Shin and Sakamoto and rushes over, asking them to help him out. Since the tournament only allows teams of two to five, they form a trio.
The announcer kicks things off, and Heisuke, completely clueless, asks what he’s supposed to do. Shin tells him to shut up and shoot. Before they can even strategize, another team moves in to attack—but out of nowhere, Heisuke wipes them all out. Another squad goes for them, Shin dodges like it’s nothing, Sakamoto counters with an attack, and just like that, they’re dominating. The announcer hypes up Sakamoto’s team as the favorites to win.
Sakamoto is exposed
Heisuke, thrilled, says it’s great knowing his teammates have his back. But as he watches them move, he starts getting suspicious. “You guys are way too good at this. Wait… are you airsoft geeks?” He grins, deciding to charge ahead and lure out the enemies, confident the other two will cover him. Shin smirks—maybe Heisuke isn’t so bad after all.
Meanwhile, a very drunk Lu cheers for Sakamoto. Heisuke squints at him, saying he looks nothing like his photo. Lu, in her drunken state, casually reveals that was back when he was skinny. Shin immediately shuts her up, insisting there’s zero resemblance. They all laugh—until it suddenly clicks for Heisuke who he’s teamed up with. Without missing a beat, he spins around and aims his rifle at Sakamoto.
He told Sakamoto and Shin that he had thought they were friends, but this was for the best—he could take both the prize money and the bounty. As they fought, another team found them and launched an attack, but Sakamoto’s group managed to escape and counterstrike.
Meanwhile, Piisuke delivered Heisuke’s rifle bag. Heisuke wasted no time assembling his weapon, lining up a shot at Sakamoto mid-air, and firing just as he leaped backward. Sakamoto couldn’t dodge in time and took a hit to the hand. Needing some space, Heisuke withdrew. Shin was about to go after him, but Sakamoto stopped him, telling him to focus on the tournament first.
Triple rebound bullets
Heisuke hadn’t expected to find his target so soon, and Piisuke could see something was off. Heisuke insisted he wasn’t upset—Sakamoto and Shin were his enemies, after all. But as he said it, tears ran down his face. This was his moment to prove himself as a true assassin.
As the tournament reached its peak, Shin tried to track Heisuke but failed. Sakamoto knew they had to locate him without exposing themselves. What they didn’t realize was that Piisuke was already helping Heisuke track them. A ricochet shot nearly hit Taro, but he barely escaped.
Heisuke was surprised he dodged, but Shin brushed it off, saying it was just a fluke. Sakamoto disagreed—the bullets had an unusual spin, almost like they were meant to ricochet. Heisuke confirmed it, calling them triple rebound bullets, designed specifically to make their path unpredictable.
Shin demanded to know if their friendship meant nothing—how could Heisuke be so set on killing them? Heisuke’s response was cold: they were assassins, and when he looked through his rifle scope, all he saw was a target. With precision and relentless fire, Heisuke overwhelmed them.
Heisuke always sucked at everything—except sharpshooting. That was the one thing he had a knack for, and he realized it early on. Somehow, he managed to graduate from the assassin academy and land a job at an agency. When he introduced himself, he admitted upfront that he was pretty much useless at everything else but promised to do his best. That didn’t sit well with one of his superiors, who immediately wrote him off as worthless.
A new team member?
As Heisuke went on missions, the rest of his colleagues caught on to just how bad he was at everything but sniping, and before long, he was fired. Determined to prove the worth of an elite sniper, he decided to go after the bounty on Sakamoto. Shin told him to shut up and stop talking with his mic on, then hit him with some advice—what other people think doesn’t matter; what matters is believing in yourself. The distraction threw Heisuke off, allowing Shin to sense his thoughts and warn Sakamoto. In the end, Sakamoto took him down effortlessly, destroying his rifle with a rock.
Later, Heisuke teamed up with Sakamoto and Shin for an airsoft tournament, which they won. But instead of celebrating, he broke down, calling himself a failure—even as a sniper—and lamenting that they had no idea what it was like to be weak. Sakamoto shut him down immediately, saying he wasn’t weak at all—he’d never faced a sniper as skilled as Heisuke before. That was all Heisuke needed to hear. He cheered up, collected his share of the prize money… all fifty yen of it.
