Psycho Pass: Redemption (UPDATING)

20 (UPDATED)

"You're quite the chef, Touma," Makishima commented, his gaze drifting across the table adorned with an array of dishes.

"Want to try a bite of this?" Touma offered.

"I don't indulge in meat," Makishima declined.

"That's too bad. Choe Gu-sung, how about some soy sauce?" Touma continued, his attention shifting.

"This food is a revelation. Nowadays, people don't prepare their own meals-they use printers. It's cheaper and faster, but the taste is not the same," Choe remarked, savoring the flavors.

"Few folks know the joy of smoked human flesh," Touma added casually.

Choe raised his head, his expression turning serious. "Wait, don't tell me this is..."

"Oh, damn, it's a joke," Touma laughed.

Makishima let out a subtle smile, his eyes glancing at Touma.

"Your sense of humor sucks," Choe stated.

"I've heard that before," Touma narrowed his eyes, taking a sip of whiskey. "I wonder what your heart would look like in the palm of my hand."

"Try me, boy," Choe raised his knife, elbow on the table, pointing it at him.

"Can't we get along?" Makishima sighed. "It's so rare to have us together."

"Why did you bring him, Shougo-kun? I don't need a babysitter."

"You walked into the PSB headquarters," Choe warned.

"Oh, yes. The cafeteria they have is big and quiet. Did you know that the enforcers can't leave the building because they basically live there? How boring."

"How do you know that?" Choe asked.

"I heard about it from one of them."

"You talked to an enforcer?" Choe's voice echoed.

"Yes, he had some free time, so we got chatting. The women in that place are scary," Touma raised an eyebrow, eyes fixed on the table.

"Are you crazy?" Choe's lips parted.

"You should be grateful. Now you know some of their blind spots," Touma's expression turned serious. "And I didn't have much of a choice. They wanted to know about Altoromagi, and I was a witness."

"You should've listened," Choe shook his head.

"And you should enjoy the pleasures of life more."

"If you've learned anything from me over these years, his body and history should in no way lead them to you," Makishima commented, frowning as he watched Touma lower his gaze. "What is it?"

"I killed before I met you. Before I learned to protect myself. That's why I had to kill Hashida and then Altoromagi. They may discover the physical resemblance I bear to her. My first work."

Makishima sighed and grabbed his cup of white wine, "Time is still on our side. Worst case scenario, we will have to buy more."

"I'll be forever grateful for everything you've done for me, Shougo-kun. Just remember I don't play by your rules. My work belongs to me," Touma frowned slightly, his voice more serious.

"How disappointing if it didn't," Makishima narrowed his eyes and smiled briefly.

"I wish... my sister was still here. I spent so much time with her, but now... I can no longer visit her in Ogishima. She's not there to talk to me anymore," Touma looked down and sighed.

"Do you hold regrets?" Makishima asked.

"No. It is through death that she lives. Nothing will separate us now."