#kagari shusei

[gabbyp09]

[thewritetofreespeech]

"Do you wanna have a baby, baby?" Having Kids headcanons (Psycho Pass)

Kogami

Kogami always wanted a family. A big one.

Being an only child, he was always jealous of his friends and classmates who had siblings. So he decided early on that once he found someone, or the System picked for him, he’d have at least 3 or 4 kids.

His perspective obviously changed after his fall and becoming an Enforcer. Besides it becoming an almost medical impossibility for Enforcers to have kids with the drugs they give them, his world view has changed significantly on the idea of brining an innocent life in the world.

Once his role has changed, and he joined the MFA, his feelings on the matter change a little bit. He thinks about it, from time to time, but still has the barrier of bringing a child into the world with the evil still going on around it.

Gino

Gino has never wanted children.

Their unpredictability and messiness is a trigger for his borderline OCD. Plus there are other factors.

His father was a criminal, according to the system, and more pressingly his mother had a very serious disease. Since the system refuses to acknowledge it, there is no proof on whether it is an environmental mental disease like depression or anxiety, or a genetic mental disease like schizophrenia or bipolar. He can’t risk it.

There was a time, when he was younger and still in the System’s good graces, that he felt it was his duty to have law abiding, upstanding children, and would have had at least one if he got married. Now he realizes that was selfish, and chooses to just be childfree with is dogs.

Kagari

Doesn’t want kids. Doesn’t need kids. Actively hates them.

This could be because he’s still young, but he’s never liked kids. In big part because he’s never interacted with them.

His whole life has been in incarceration. So the idea of kids and family were never an option for him. And the fact that his family threw him away because some computer told them he was bad still leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.

Honestly, he’s been on the contraceptives/medications they give Enforcers and other jailbirds so long, that he doesn’t think he could get a woman pregnant. There’s a fair chance he might just be sterile now.

Sugo

Sugo really wants a family.

One of the reasons he joined the military was to have a stable, steady pay check and benefits for his family. His grades in school were middling, so his work options outside of military service were limited. Also making the world safe and all that.

He’s the only one who hasn’t really given up on the dream. Sugo isn’t sure how he’ll swing it (maybe get a special dispensation from the government or something for exemplary service) but he’s sure he can figure it out.

He’d like to have two kids. Either a boy & a girl, or two boys. He has nothing against daughters, but Sugo knows he wouldn’t be able to handle them properly. Plus he knows himself enough that he’d never be able to say no to them and he’d be wrapped around their finger.

[jediofbooksandsnacks]

First, many, many thanks to @cleverwolfpoetry for her translations. You're doing an incredible thing for the English-speaking PP community.

I've seen this before, so I'll guess this is a re-post? But one thing struck me, from here, regarding Kagari's "disappearance":

"She knew that, but if she told him the truth, what would the Sibyl System do? Would it try to kill Kougami? It had nothing to do with the escape abroad. Fighting the Sibyl System was one thing but knowing the truth about it...it was impossible...Sibyl couldn’t welcome that.  She couldn’t tell the truth... her chest felt so tight. Still, she couldn’t allow Kougami to find out."

It's nice to read that Kagari's death IS a breaking point the Sibyl System left behind. They're detectives, after all; they can't let something like that go.

Plus, it's the one beat that could bring them all back together AND it has the interesting question of how the other members of Div 1 would feel about Akane keeping it secret for so long.

Psycho-pass Movie Novel Chapter 6 Complete

Note before reading: sentences in italics represent the character’s thoughts; sentences between square bracket are phone conversations or the voice of dominators or other electronic devices.

1

“...so, the mission was a failure. And you say that the Japanese agent Tsunemori is missing?”

“Yes. She even acted as if she was helping the guerrillas. She completely overstepped her bounds.”

Standing in front of Chairman Hang’s desk in the office of his official residence in Shambala Float, Nicholas gave the report on the failed operation.

“Be that as it may, she was a foreign guest who was completely in your custody. It is a matter of responsibility,” Hang said coldly.

“But...!”

“I’m joking.”

A joke? He couldn’t really laugh. Nicholas was seething with anger, but he didn’t show it.

Hang continued.

“The Japanese government understands the current state of this country. They wouldn’t have sent her alone so easily if she was a person whose death was problematic for them.”

“...it’s a really unfortunate outcome.”

“If anything, Colonel, you should prepare yourself for even bigger trouble.”

“Hm?”

“It is possible that she was sent here precisely because she is the type of person who would not be expected to die in these conditions, I look forward to reading the next report.”

Though puzzled by the Chairman’s meaningful words, after a silent salute Nicholas left the office.

— What is the Chairman thinking?

Nicholas pondered as he walked down the corridor of the official residence. Lately, he had found himself understanding Hang’s thoughts less and less.  Despite being a puppet of the Japanese government, the Chairman had insinuating manners and the number of actions that even the National Military Police couldn’t keep track of were increasing.

MYSTERIOUS CARGOS COMING REGULARLY FROM JAPAN[1]

(If I make any more mistakes...!)

Chairman Hang might even leave me out.

Nicholas Wong, the country’s most effective strategist. — However, knowing too much about the secrets of Shambala Float is a double-edged sword. When the Sibyl System is fully operational, I can’t rule out the possibility that I’ll be left out. Even Sem, that excellent soldier, had been discharged simply because of an injury he received during a military operation. This was the perfect pretext to do so, as he was inclined to doubt the government’s actions. Sem, who could not even receive medical treatment and was thrown away like rubbish, is now the leader of the anti-government guerrillas.

... I have the feeling that the government and the National Military Police have repeatedly made serious errors of judgement in recent years.

— What can I do?  Even if I have to clean up for a puppet, it’s my own important job. 

(What about using that man?)

He’s expensive, but I have no choice.

If all goes well, I may be able to sweep the guerrilla away on the way.

2

— The calm surface of the sea reflecting the subtropical sunlight and the subtle sound of the waves. A single islet floating in the Nansha Archipelago[2]. There, an inappropriately rustic pier had been built on a white sandy beach that seemed to glitter. A heavily armed high-speed boat was moored at the pier.

On a small hill several hundred metres inland, a colony of Livistonas[3] grew densely. A Provencal-style villa stood there, cutting through part of the palm trees. It looked like a holiday home in an aristocratic colony. A mercenary corps had built a large resort on this island. The countries around the world that hadn’t imported the Sibyl System had essentially fallen into ruin, but their piece of land was the only one that was different. A paradise for the mercenary aristocracy, protected by weapons half a century old — the latest “at the time”. All over the island, young men and women from the southern lands, taken by force, had been forced to work.

A man was relaxing on the open deck of the villa, in a spot reached by the shade of the trees. Sitting comfortably in an armchair, his long legs crossed, he was reading a French book, tasting it bit by bit.

“Peau noire, Masques blancs”

He was a muscular black man with an intellectual look. His right arm and left leg were prostheses made of a special alloy. As he read, he occasionally tasted bourbon whisky, holding it in his mouth.

His name was Desmond Rutaganda.

The king of this island. Rutaganda, the king of the mercenaries.           

His portable terminal flashed as he received a call.

“...mm?”

He closed the book and started the voice call.

Through a hologram, the face of Nicholas Wong, a profitable customer, was cast from the portable terminal. 

[I have an urgent job I’d like to ask you to do. You will be generously rewarded, of course.]

“That would be welcome. Everyone here has too much time on their hands.”

Rutaganda stood up. He took off his reading glasses and placed them on the table. From the open deck he could see the beach. A beautiful beach — however, looking closely at it, one could see the targets lined up for shooting practice. A few slaves who had behaved defiantly had been tied to wooden posts in the ground as a warning. After being tied down so that they couldn’t move, they were aimed at parts of the body that were unlikely to kill if hit, such as the abdomen and legs, and filled with bullets. The slaves, who had been shot for several hours or days, were in great pain. Illuminated and dried by the sun, they would have become shrivelled corpses exposed to the sea breeze.

[There are two Japanese among the guerrillas who have set up their headquarters near the ancient ruins. A man who joined this group and an inspector who came from Tokyo to arrest him. These two... I want you to take care of them.]

“The guerrilla is one thing, but an inspector too? An agent of the Japanese government, right?”

[She might stick her nose into our business in the future. She’s a hindrance.]

“Good grief! Ever since you got involved with the Sibyl, you’ve only been giving us annoying requests.”

[Thanks to the Sibyl, we got our hands on the paradise called Shambala.  If you want, you can live a civilised life here. How long are you going to play savages on that little island?]

“At the level of individuals, violence is a cleansing force. It frees the native from his inferiority complex and from his despair and inaction; it makes him fearless and restores his self-respect.”[4]

[...what?]

“You don’t know Frantz Fanon?”

Rutaganda smiled.

Nicholas with a rather offended face, [We are investigating the exact whereabouts of the targets. As soon as we find them...]

“Don’t worry about it. Mercenaries have a unique intelligence network. Most information can be bought with money and valuables. Of course, I will have to charge you separately for the necessary expenses.”

[...]

“I will need landing permits for the military aircraft and IFF identification codes...”

3

As they moved, Kougami lent Tsunemori his shirt. Since Tsunemori was wearing the PSB fighting uniform, the logo had to be hidden. He couldn’t bring a person who openly identified herself as a government official into a base held by the organised resistance, and since they had gotten wet running from the Ganesha, the shirt could also warm her body.   

Ancient temples, completely forgotten, located where the forest gave way to the countryside. The guerrilla base camp, the organisation of the resistance structure, had been built on the ruins of the once flourishing capital. Old people and children lived there, then soldiers.

Kougami stopped the military jeep at the entrance to the ruins. A few local men, old rifles at the ready, approached. One of them, who appeared to be the leader, spoke to him.

“Kougami, who is she?”

“It’s hard to explain... but she’s not an enemy. She’s a guest of mine, Sem.”

The man named Sem was dragging his leg slightly due to some kind of injury. There was also a scar on his head.

“…ah”

Tsunemori hadn’t been able to greet him immediately. She’d been overwhelmed by the strange atmosphere he was in. That didn’t mean that he was a frightening person. Despite the bloodshed he’d experienced, his honest gaze radiated a dignity that hadn’t lost its humanity.

“Did Kougami also show you the way? Then we are comrades.”

The smile and Sem’s outstretched hand finally allowed Tsunemori to greet him with a bow. Despite her confusion, she accepted the handshake. 

“I am Sem. I am the leader here.”

“I am Tsunemori Akane. Nice to meet you.”

Tsunemori was still unsure how much she could trust the guerrilla.

The group of ancient ruins appeared tangled with ivy and invaded by wires, on the verge of being swallowed up by the forest. A harmonious sight of vegetation full of life force and gigantic stones burnt and discoloured by the sun. On the other hand, it seemed to be effective in deceiving the government forces. Because of the topography, even bombing didn’t seem to work. The ruins were located in the middle of small mountains with several caves that also served as shelters. In the largest of the old temples there was a great number of barracks and tents. Women and children lived there. The women’s duty wasn’t just to cook and wash, those who seemed to have quick reflexes had joined the men in picking up weapons. The men lived in the soldiers’ quarters nearest the forest. Most of the men worked hard at military training in the open air.

This was the rebel base where Kougami and Tsunemori walked side by side. At that moment, the inhabitants of the base made a gesture as if they were worshipping Kougami. — This is gratitude. Kougami Shinya had gained respect in that base. In the few years that Tsunemori had been fighting crime in Japan, he must have brought these rebels many small victories.

Tsunemori had become incredibly sad. She didn’t want to believe that Kougami’s decision had been right.

A structure that looked like something between a prefabricated house and a tent was Kougami’s place. The leaders of the rebel forces seemed to be gathered on the second floor of the perfect wooden structure. The two of them were alone in Kougami’s room. There was a strange tension. Kougami prepared Java tea for two and sat down in front of her, the table separating them.

“…Is Gino doing well?”

“After that he became an enforcer.”

“I see...”

A look of slight regret appeared on Kougami’s face.

“Is there a new inspector instead of Gino?”

“Yes. She’s not a bad person, but... she looks at latent criminals with too much hostility, and that causes problems in the investigation.”

“Looks pretty tough.”

“Not as tough as your situation, Kougami-san. What are you doing in a place like this?”

“At first, I was looking for a quiet place. I was tired, you see”, Kougami had a distant look on his face as he said this.

“But when I left the Sibyl System, I found that there weren’t any quiet places left. Everywhere in the world was a battlefield. I thought I had trained myself, but I realised how naive I had been. I learned to survive again.”

“But why did you join the guerrillas?”

“Soon after I came to this country, Han’s arbitrary policy and the use of drones to hunt down guerrillas began. It was too much...”

Tsunemori thought back to the battle of the National Military Police led by Nicholas and the battle of the drones to defend the borders.

“So, I decided to teach the resistance forces how to fight them back. The drones are all made in Japan. I know their weak points and the best ways to defeat them.

“What will change in such a way?”

“We may look like this now, but in the beginning, we saw the possibility of winning through perseverance...”

Lighting a cigarette, Kougami continued.

“He may call himself Chairman now, but Han is really just the leader of a military clan. He joined forces with Sibyl to gain an advantage over his rivals. He didn’t want the paradise of Shambala Float. He was only interested in the military drone units he would acquire on the pretext of defending it. That was all he had in mind,” Kougami puffed out a cloud of tobacco smoke with a melancholy look on his face.

“As a result, Han’s power overwhelmed the other military clans and his men became the strongest armed group, but that should have been the end of him. In a sense, the Sibyl System is the ultimate bureaucracy. It would be anathema to a dictator. Once he got to the point where he could rule, he would be completely controlled by the system and rendered powerless. It was only a matter of time before Han found out how terrifying Sibyl could be, and we thought that once he realised that, Shambala Float would kick him out before he could finish building it. That’s what we thought a year ago.”

“But... the outcome was different.”

“Yeah. Han has quietly handed over the real power to Sibyl, and a Japanese-style paradise has been created over the sea... And now armed drones are still running around mercilessly killing the opposition forces.”

“...”

“Maybe there is a back story between Han and Sibyl that goes beyond our imagination. I can’t give up until I find out what it is. Although it’s getting harder lately, you know.”

Despite this pessimism, Kougami’s expression was one of unwavering and strong fighting spirit.

“This... is your justice, Kougami-san. Is it? Without relying on the law, you continue to fight with your selfish stubbornness, involving a multitude of people.”　

“You’ve learned how to talk, uh?”

“You haven’t changed at all. Uh, I’m relieved.”

“...?”

At the serious tone of his voice, Tsunemori softened her expression. Kougami looked doubtful.

“Do you really have nothing to do with the terrorists who came to Japan?”

“Sure, there were some who said that we should take revenge on Japan, the place where Sibyl has its roots. Both Sem and I were against it, so they left that camp... They weren’t a bunch who could work out the way to cross the ocean on their own.”

Tsunemori showed Kougami the faces of Samurin and the others on the holo display of her portable terminal.

Kougami nodded, “No mistake. Samurin, Maa, Nook, Muse, Soban, Simu... It’s them. Are they all dead?”

“The man called Maa is the only one who survived.”

“They wasted their lives...”

Kougami said, looking sincerely sorry.

Tsunemori’s face darkened. She couldn’t tell Kougami how miserable Samurin’s end had been. She was eager to continue the conversation.

“...They even made arrangements to get advanced cracking equipment getting in touch with the receivers of the abandoned blocks. Isn’t that strange?”

“Sure. My guess is that there must have been someone who helped them.”

Both Kougami and Tsunemori fell silent, absorbed in their own thoughts, and after a while, “...somehow it looks like we’re both in a deeper quagmire than we thought.”

Kougami spoke.

“Stay here tonight. At daybreak, I’ll have someone take you to Shambala Float. If you behave yourself, you won’t be harmed.”

“Would it be useless to ask you to come with me voluntarily?”

“Please don’t tell Sem you’re a detective. If they find out you’re a government agent, even they won’t be able to keep their mouths shut.”

4

The large base of the Resistance forces used a group of ancient ruins. In the darkness of the night, a figure swam in the great river that surrounded it. Swimming at night makes it difficult to get a sense of distance, and amateurs are prone to drowning. However, “she” was far from such foolishness.

Desmond’s group of mercenaries, outlaw spies hired by Nicholas Wong.

Yulia Hanchikova, a member of the mercenary group, was swimming towards the Resistance base.

A woman from old Russia with short hair, her body surrounded by water. The well-trained, tall body was wrapped in a stealth suit, difficult to detect by any sensor. The face was also camouflaged with stealth paint.

The suit clung to her body, thin but highly resistant to bullets.

Rutaganda preferred to conduct military operations with a small number of elite soldiers.

Yulia, Weber, Babangida, Bun and the leader Rutaganda. A team of five in total.

“…”

Yulia was one step ahead as a reconnaissance officer. The woman was carrying a backpack full of sensors. Protruding from the backpack was an antenna made of conductive reinforced plastic. The antenna, which moved like a living creature detecting Yulia’s thoughts, looked like a scorpion’s tail with a stinger. Having confirmed that there were no guerrilla sentries, Yulia emerged from the river. She scattered almost insect-sized micro-drones over a radius of several kilometres. Yulia sent out terahertz waves from the micro-drones and the antenna.

A terahertz wave radar.  Terahertz waves include light waves, radio waves and everything in between. By building an optical measuring system, it’s possible to get a highly transparent range. All of Desmond’s mercenaries had contact lenses and handheld terminals for military use. Contact lenses with an ultra-compact display and integrated microprocessor.

An advanced army would have countermeasures against micro-drones and terahertz-wave radars, but the guerrillas didn’t have the technology or the money. On the contrary, the technological power of Desmond’s mercenary group outstripped even Shambala Float’s government forces. Only a few mercenaries and private military companies currently possessed this level of technology. Both were backed by the Japanese government.

The results of the information gathered by the terahertz wave radar were displayed on the contact lens display. In the computer graphics-processed field of view, guerrilla soldiers and weapons in ancient ruins were framed in red. At the same time, accurate maps and the location of guerrilla watchtowers were uploaded.

Immediately, Rutaganda’s instructions arrived.

“Attack the nearest, Watchtower A. Immediately after that, Watchtower B as well.”

“Roger.”

At the entrance to the ancient ruins there were watchtowers made of steel frames that served as lookout posts. Two watchtowers, each with two guerrillas on sentry duty. The watchtowers were about 15 metres high. Yulia, who already knew the enemy’s position, wrapped the conductive reinforced plastic antenna around the steel frame and climbed the watchtower silently.

The watchtower was surrounded only by a low wall and was mainly used to watch out for drones and aeroplanes. Humans weren’t expected to sneak up on it, or so it seemed. The area of the watchtower was five metres square. Stealth kills were quite a challenge in such a space, but Yulia could do it. She climbed up to the watchtower and silently approached a soldiers.

She pulled out a knife and slit the throat of the defenceless guerrilla.

She then moved on to the next guerrilla soldier. She grabbed the rifle sling, pulled it down, covered the soldier’s mouth with one hand and stabbed him in the heart with the knife.

After returning the knife to its sheath, Yulia slinged a suppressed submachine gun on her back. Subsonic bullets are used to minimise the sound of gunfire (when conventional bullets are used, the initial velocity exceeds the speed of sound, resulting in a high-pitched gunshot accompanied by a shockwave). She pulled the trigger, aiming at Watchtower B from Watchtower A. Two more kills without making a sound.

“...Clear”

Yulia informed her comrades via the communication function of her portable terminal.

Desmond’s mercenaries exchanged information through a hologram that appeared from the portable terminals.

“Shall we go?”

The hologram could be typed on directly with the fingertips. Rutaganda moved his index finger and ticked a box on the troublesome watchtower that Yulia had silenced.

“The operation is on schedule.”

Rutaganda moved on foot, the Thai sniper Bun with a jetpack, the French Weber and the African Babangida with a reinforced exoskeleton.

Reinforced exoskeleton — the so-called powered suit. A two-legged, weaponised, armoured suit.

Total height 2.8 metres. One could say it looked like a steel troll. Omni-wheels on the legs and thrusters on the back allowed strong three-dimensional manoeuvrability on uneven ground and in urban areas. Armament consisted of a large-calibre autocannon mounted on the left arm, a multi-purpose guided missile on the shoulder and a rocket launcher.

The military power was sufficient to defeat the guerrillas.

The male tactical adviser known as D (Delta) and the female Japanese investigator known as J (Juliette).

5

It was evening at the rebels’ base camp — . The light in Kougami’s room faded into darkness.

Tsunemori used the bed and Kougami tried to sleep on a blanket on the floor.

Anyway, it was after they had fought their way through the battlefield. When he calmed down and thought about it, he felt exhausted.

The next morning, he had planned to discuss the further course of action with Sem.

Kougami Shinya and Tsunemori Akane. The strangely tense atmosphere between them couldn’t be erased. Only Tsunemori’s conscience was clear. No, she was too tired, so she was too sensitive, wasn’t she? Anyway, she couldn’t sleep, so she left Kougami’s room.

She looked out of the window of the covered corridor.

“Ah...”

There were probably only a few electrical generators. The guerrilla men lit real fires instead of lighting equipment. The same fires that men used a long time ago.

The night sky was amazingly beautiful.

The stars were crystal clear like gemstones. The guerrilla camp had few lights.

Speaking of the amount of light, such a bonfire was not even a tenth of a streetlamp used in Tokyo. With the ground so dark, the sky was easy to see.

“The sky is amazing,” Kougami had also stood up.

“The stars look like they might fall.”

“In Japan the ground is too bright.”

“And yet the convenience of electricity is useful, isn’t it?”

“Of course, that’s true. The scientific development itself is not bad. The problem is that science and technology are abused for the benefit of a minority.”

We met again after so long —

Kougami remained the same Kougami.

“So, in the end Gino has become an enforcer...?” Kougami murmured with a hint of regret.

“In the old days...popsan…Masaoka-san said ‘I don’t want to see Nobuchika fall and become an enforcer’. If I meet him again in the afterlife, I won’t be able to apologise.” “In such a case...”

“Kunizuka?”

“She’s the same as before... but her crime rate is tending to improve.”

“That’s good news... I suppose. Shion?”

“That person is always the same. She’s the real balancer of Division One.”

“...Kagari?”

“Nothing. He’s still missing.”

He’s not missing.

Kagari has been killed.

She knew that, but if she told him the truth, what would the Sibyl System do? Would it try to kill Kougami?

It had nothing to do with the escape abroad. Fighting the Sibyl System was one thing but knowing the truth about it...it was impossible...Sibyl couldn’t welcome that. 

She couldn’t tell the truth... her chest felt so tight.

Still, she couldn’t allow Kougami to find out.

“…Is that so? And Professor Saiga?”

“He’s in seclusion, but he’s allowed to work as an important advisor.”

“So he’s alive, uh… ?”

Kougami smiled faintly.

“That’s a good thing.”

At these words, Akane was also lured into a smile.

...ah, that’s right.

Life is not bad.

“What do you think of me?”

Kougami asked.

“Are you angry with me?”

“If you had not killed Makishima...”

While thinking about the question, Tsunemori replied.

“Ginoza-san’s hue was getting worse. He might have become an enforcer just the same. Besides, even if Makishima had lived, you would have been eliminated, Kougami-san.”

... If that had been the case, I wouldn’t have really forgiven the Sibyl System.

“Therefore, there’s a good chance that your escape abroad... was the best decision. It’s annoying. I would have preferred you to stay more in Japan...”

“I think… I’m inexcusable.”

“The Kougami-san who stays with the guerrillas is so lively that it’s kind of annoying.” “Lively? Running here and there is nerve-wracking...”, Kougami frowned.

“And my mother is in Japan too...”

“Tomoyo-san, right?”

“Yes.”

“I visit her now and then. To take her mind off things, I guess.”

 “Thank you.”

“No...”

While saying this, Kougami had such a gentle look on his face.

“Astute”, Akane thought as she looked at him.

“What do you think of her? In my memory she’s a very strong person.”

“Really, she’s very strong. She never showed a weak face in front of me.”

“I can’t be in Japan. Then there are things to do here. It’s beyond my control... Human life is like that.”

Night fell. The bugs piled up around the fire, making a musical hum.

“Kougami-san, isn’t life precious?”

“No, it isn’t.”

“...”

“It’s not a matter of when we’ll die, it’s a matter of how we’ll die.”

The moment Kougami said this, Tsunemori could no longer stand it and burst out laughing.

“Pfff”

Just like that, growing steadily and holding her sides, she had a hearty laugh.

“What’s that for!?”

She had laughed like that a long time ago. From the bottom of her heart.

“Because,  Kougami-san...”

...because you said it the way I expected you to.

“No, it’s nothing.”

 “How mean. Laughing out of the blue...”

Kougami, shrugging his shoulders, also laughed a little.

The moment Tsunemori's laughter stopped...

“You have grown for good.”

Kougami whispered heartily.

“Is that so?”

Just the sound of those words made Akane feel embarrassed.

“You have the face of a good owner. You also have the face of a skilled hunter.”

“And you really are a stray dog now.”

“A stray dog, what a terrible thing to say.”

“Sure we meet like human beings now.”

“Yes, finally.”

“Isn’t it ironic? Even though we have met like human beings, as usual, a case comes between us.”

“It suits us, doesn’t it?”

So…. it’s a case. The reason why Tsunemori Akane has come here[5].

“One of the terrorists who came to Japan had a rare paper book with him. Proust’s ‘In search of lost time’”

“I bet it was mine. When Samurin was here, he loved to read it. I thought I’d lost it, but he must have taken it with him.”

“Earlier, too, that man called Sem... he said you showed him the way. Are you sure you haven’t become their spiritual leader and not just a tactical advisor?”

She didn’t know if he was aware of it, but Kougami had flinched with a rather displeased expression.

“To be honest, I don’t like it, and it doesn’t suit me either. But unwillingly, it seems that the guys here have been influenced too much by my words and behaviour.”

“Even if you don’t mean to, Kougami-san, you have a force like gravity that draws people to you. Well, it’s like Makishima Shougo.”

“...Do I look like that man to you?”

“You were able to predict Makishima’s next moves better than anyone else. It wouldn’t be strange if you had similar talents and character traits.”

“...at least when I was in Japan, my words never misled anyone. So why now?”

“Because you’ve changed the way you live your life. From one side of the system to the other. No matter how you feel about it, the place you’re standing now is not much different from the one Makishima Shougo stood before.”

“Are you saying that from now on I’ll become like Makishima?”

“No. But there will always be people looking for Makishima’s talents in you. People who are angry and frustrated with society are looking for something, an attractive force that they can trust. They may try to put you on a pedestal like they did with Makishima.”

“That’s annoying.”

“But you have no ambition to try to control people’s hearts. That’s the biggest difference between you and Makishima Shougo.”

Kougami couldn’t help but laugh at Tsunemori’s misunderstanding when she compared him to Makishima.

“If that’s what you thought of that man, then I understand why he’s giving me so much trouble.”

“Huh?”

 At that moment, a heavy calibre rifle shot rang out.

[1] MYSTERIOUS CARGOS COMING REGULARLY FROM JAPAN: I wrote it in capital letters because in the book, this sentence is written with dots over the kanjis to emphasise it.

[2] Nansha Archipelago: the Nansha Islands, also known as Spratsy Islands, are are a disputed archipelago in the South China Sea.

[3] Livistona is a genus of palms, the botanical family Arecaceae, native to southeastern and eastern Asia, Australasia, and the Horn of Africa. They have leafs shaped like fans.

[4] Quote from Frantz Fanon, The wretched of the earth.

[5] The reason why Tsunemori Akane has come here: this sentence is expressed from Kougami’s POV.

translation by cleverwolfpoetry @ https://cleverwolfpoetry.tumblr.com/

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Psycho pass headcanons because I Im obsessed:

Akane keeps her hairstyle the same bc she wants Kogami to recognize her right away if they ever meet again (and it’s low maintenance)

Ginoza gets panic / anxious sometimes but being with / thinking about his dog helps him calm down

Ginoza sleeps with his dogs in the same room as him. He brushes them every week, feeds and exercises them a particular way, and overall has a strict care schedule. Treats his pet like royalty. Dogs are a huge soft spot for him

When he runs out of liquor Ginoza actively goes out of his way to buy the exact brand and style that his dad left him

Kogami drink black coffee because it reminds him of his old professor

Kagari liked sports and got rly into it whenever he’d watch them on tv

Risa is in general uncomfortable around males, but has a soft spot for Ginoza and considers him her best friend

Kogami can’t dance 😭 he think he can but no.

Kagari and Gino are the opposite. They actually dance quite well but either don’t want to (Kagari) or are too shy(Gino)

When the girls of the agency have sleepovers they invite ginoza solely because they want to braid and style his hair

Akane is ace or/and demisexual

Gino is also Demi and/or bi

Mika is very insecure and it’s the reason she takes out her frustration and annoying anger on others (side note: she annoys me sooo much the first 12 episodes she’s in I’m so glad she’s chilled out a bit by szn 3)

Gino and akane think of Kogami whenever they are sad or need motivstion( lowkey this is canon tho based on flashbacks etc)

Kogami cleans countertops by yeeting crumbs onto the floor 😭😭 this drives akane crazy

Sho plays games like Minecraft and DND

Sho does that leg tap fidgeting thing and other NEET stuff

(Please reblog or comment with your own headcanons! I love headcanons!!)

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Psycho-Pass - Sinners of the System - Case 2 - part 2 of 3.

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PSYCHO PASS 1st SEASON

I love this picture ❤️

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do you ever think about how Kagari never knew a moment of freedom in his life and the closest he ever got was being dehumanized and used by the system that made that the case?

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POV: Former Inspector Kogami Files

Imagine yourself as the new recruit of the newly reformed Division 1, working under Mika Shimotsuki, alongside Kei and Arata 😀

When suddenly Mika-chan entasked you to clean-up the Archive Room from all the trash of former Division 1.

And suddenly you bump into an old box full of images whom once belonged to a former Inspector named Kogami Shinya. 🤩

What will you do to these things, Inspector? ☺️😁💖

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yayoi kunizuka, shion karanomori and shusei kagari from psycho pass

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ano hi time machine

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OMG! You write for psycho pass!!! can you do how would kogami, ginoza, sugo and kagari be like with a baby fever??

Kogami

“I think you should lay down.”

“I’m not sick.”

Kogami has to be in a hospital bed for him to admit he’s sick.

He could have a 100 degree fever, hallucinating and still insist he’s not sick.

Will take his medicine without complaint as he does know he’s sick and wants to get better.

Gino

“Gino, I think you’re sick.”

“Don’t be absurd. This is my natural color.”

Also on team ‘I’m not sick unless I say I’m sick’ but takes more of the route of explaining to you all the ways he couldn’t possibly be sick.

Will continue to work and do his job, with this devotee confidence that if he just ignores it it will go away.

Eventually passes out because of his anemia and yes, he really is sick.

Sugo

“You should go home.”

“I can’t. This needs to get finished before I do that.”

Sugo openly admits that he’s sick, but also appreciates that there’s work to be done.

He doesn’t want to shirk his responsibilities on others just because he has a little cold. He’ll finish his work, on time, and make sure to do his job properly before he leaves.

The second it’s done though he’s gone. Turns into a little hermit crab in his bed to not be disturbed until he is better.

Kagari

“Kagari-kun, are you ok?”

“Nooooooo~! I’m sick! I need a hug! And to go to bed. And chicken soup. And where can I get mint ice cream cause my throat is sore and the mint will help my sinuses!?!”

A huge baby when he’s sick.

Kagari doesn’t do well when he’s sick. It doesn’t matter how sick he is. Full blown illness with the stomach, sinuses, and full shebang, or just a little sniffle, Kagari is the worst at coping when he’s sick.

He’s also the worst patient. He won’t take his meds. Very demanding. And requires constant attention to ‘get better’ otherwise he’ll just die there (he doesn’t. he’s just being dramatic).

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She’s gaslighting herself…. Also I really miss Kagari, he was so adorable. Why did they have to kill him off 😭

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PSYCHO-PASS ×アプリゲーム  『スタンドマイヒーローズ』

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