Sorry!
Thank you!
I now can control my throw quite well.
I had huge problems in the past because I couldn't control my strength.
The 300 practice throws I did every day really paid off.
Of course, I still can't take this thing off.
This is a device that controls my powers.
If it's taken out or gets broken...
I'm sorry! Could you throw it back?
Good grief. Again?
What's this dirty little ball?
Throw it back already!
Is that how you ask someone a favor? Geez. Here you go.
That's a pretty old-school effect.
Forget that! What just happened?
I used the same amount of strength as before!
The ball is gone!
Hey, get the ball already.
- Not good. I won't be able to control my powers. - Well, it flew off with a sparkle.
Oh, that ball from before! I have to fix it right away!
See?
This is bad... Very bad!
I can't control my powers!
That means if I lean on a wall, it'll snap as if it were a wafer.
If I bump into someone, they'll be sent flying.
And if I run, the gale-force winds will tear off the clothes of anyone around me.
To put it simply, it'll look like this.
Every single move I make could flatten the land around me.
Going home like this is too risky.
I'll have to use my restoration ability to put it back to how it was.
This ability turns back time on the target by one day.
Turning back time!
Okay, problem solved.
Wh-Why?!
Restoration Ability Turn back time by 1 day (only once a day) Oh! Because my powers are no longer restrained,
Turn back time by 7 years (up to 3 times a day) they've grown stronger!
Turning back time by 7 years?
That's even trickier to use!
Given this situation, I'll have to ask my parents to come get me via telepathy.
What? I hear a lot of foreign words.
Of course, it's because my telepathy has powered up!
It was limited to a 200-meter radius before...
Ugh! Too many voices!
It's no good. I can't pick out my parents' voices like this.
What do I do?
I forgot!
What was that?
Turning back time by seven years!
I heard some noise around here.
Huh? Was this wall always this clean?
That was close, but luckily I was able to hide behind the wall.
I can teleport here without any—
Hey, what're you doing, pal?
Nendou?! What's he doing here?!
Why are you lying down in our yard?
This is your house?!
Oh, this wall looks cleaner.
It's like it's from 7 years ago or something.
This is bad. And his perceptiveness is uncanny.
Hey, it looks cleaner now, right?
Wh-What was that?!
Don't you think so?
It's my X-ray vision. Dammit!
Even that got strengthened?
And he's got one crazy jawbone.
Isn't the wall clean now?
I don't have time to deal with him.
I have to hurry home.
Hey, wait. I'm not letting you go until you say our wall is clean.
Why?
I was just kidding. You're gonna go have some ramen, right? I'll go with you!
Why is he acting like I asked him to come along?
I'll have to shake him off somehow.
I'll use that trick. That Trick Point at a place where there's nothing.
Use teleportation. A sudden disappearance will look unnatural,
but it'll be fine since he's stupid. Yeah, he's stupid.
Hey, let's go already.
Okay, now!
Something shot out.
Oh? What was that?
Hey, where'd you go? Pal!
Don't you have to go to work?
You have to meet the manga author you're looking after, right?
It'll be fine.
I'm looking after him, but first, I need to look after you.
Oh, honey... But Kuu's coming home soon.
Don't worry.
I'm home.
Whoa! Kusuo?!
Kuu?! You teleported back home?!
Oh? Your hairpin is gone, Kuu.
Good, saves me having to explain.
Kuu?! Kusuo?!
Hey, what's wrong?! Are you okay?!
I'm fine.
I'm just completely relaxing my entire body right now.
Otherwise, I'll send the room into chaos.
Oh, I see! Your control device...
Got broken.
Do something. You like building models and stuff, right?
I can't do it. I don't even have any instructions.
Please. I'm begging you.
I don't see anyone begging here.
I don't know if I can do it.
I wonder if we can use something else instead?
What about a lollipop? They're shaped the same.
How could that work?
It's done!
I guess building so many models paid off!
It shouldn't look like a minicar.
When I pulled it back, it shot off. Redo it!
This is too much for me!
We'll have to ask the person who made it!
I'm the one who made it.
But not by yourself, right?
Only Kuusuke could make something like this.
Yeah, I'll try giving Big Kuu a call.
What?!
Hello?
Oh, hi Mom. It's been a while.
Yep. I'm doing fine.
You're calling me about the control device, right?
You can come any time. How could I say no to my precious little brother?
This is the worst.
I can't believe I have to ask him for help.
Mr. Saiki.
Did you need something, Jamie?
The thesis you let me copy—
I mean, that you gave me advice on got great evaluations from the professors.
You really are a 100% genius.
Jamie, I'm no genius. Only an ordinary man.
Someone who makes useless all of modern science and common sense...
Now that's a genius.
Okay, we're here! The Saiki Family in...
...London!
Honey, take a picture of me!
Oh, you're so handsome. You look like James!
Hey, wait. We're here to get that guy to fix my control device.
You did bring it, right?
Of course! We're definitely not here to have fun! Getting Around in London
That's not what it looked like just now.
Okay, then! Let's go to Cambridge!
Hey, we aren't here to sightsee!
Get on the train to Cambridge already.
I-I know!
See, we got on.
Good grief. Finally.
Hey! This is the London Eye! London Eye
Wow, what a wonderful view!
Forget it. I'm going by myself.
Whoa, Kusuo!
If you lose control while we're this high up, we're goners!
You're the one who brought me here!
Okay! Let's go see Kuusuke!
Ugh. I didn't want to see him to start with, you know.
Long time no see!
Kuusuke!
Big Kuu!
Good grief. He's making quite the entrance.
- Big Kuu! - Kuusuke!
- It's been a while! - It's been a while.
Yeah!
Hey, Kuusuke!
Long time no see, Kusuo. Looks like you're doing pretty well.
If that were true, I wouldn't be here.
It's been a while, huh, Dad?
What? Y-Yeah!
Did you gain some weight?
I'm over here.
I'm just kidding, Dad. How have you been?
Geez. He's totally playing with Dad.
I really don't like being around him.
Anyway, listen, Kuusuke.
- Kusuo's control device got broken. - At first glance, he doesn't seem that bad.
Can you fix it, Big Kuu?
Even if I do fix it, it may not solve the root of the problem.
- It might be quicker if I open up his head for once and play with his brain... - My brother isn't worried about me at all.
- ...although I may lose my grip since I don't like Kusuo. - The reason I don't like him is because he doesn't like me.
But it's just natural that he doesn't like me.
- 18 years ago, a boy was born to an ordinary couple. - 18 years ago, Japan
- You're so cute! - The reason why my parents weren't so surprised when I was born
Cute!
was probably because of my brother.
That's because when he was a month old...
I grasped it.
...he spoke his first words.
At age two, he mastered reading and writing simple letters and calculations.
Test results showed that his IQ was 218.
In short, he was a genius.
However, that genius already hit a big wall at the age of three.
I'm bored of this puzzle now. I think I'll go read Young Jump.
That wall was none other than me.
He must have felt quite humiliated.
As he continued to throw his jealousy, inferiority complex, and hatred at me,
I started disliking him before I knew it.
When he was 14...
A younger brother never surpasses his older brother.
...he said that familiar sounding phrase and left to study in the UK.
It's been four years since then and I haven't seen him even once.
I'm just kidding. There's no way I'd hate Kusuo.
You brought the parts, yes? Let me see.
As I'm blocking my telepathy, I can't tell if he means what he says.
Honey? What's with that face?
Hey, don't tell me...
You lost your bag?!
The parts for the control device were in that bag?
Yeah. I left the travel mag I used for sightseeing in it. Dammit!
Who cares about that?!
Yep, I had it when we arrived in London.
In other words, you don't remember anything, huh?
Okay, then it's at least in London, right?
That's all I need to know.
This is...
This is the feed from London's CCTV network.
The UK is known for its mass surveillance system,
and has cameras installed in every nook and cranny.
It captured your stupid-looking face an hour ago too, Dad.
Don't look!
Oh! I still have the bag! If we follow me using it, we'll...
...probably find a gift shop.
How do you know that?
What you're wearing under your shirt...
is different from the one you were wearing an hour ago.
You must've bought it after that and changed.
But you don't have your original clothes,
so you must've still had the bag then.
The only place left is the London Eye, but they check your bags before you get on.
If you had the bag, you'd remember the bag check. Hence, the bag should be...
You found it! What a relief!
Please get to work on it, Kuusuke.
Okay, I'll do my best.
Please, Big Kuu.
Here. This should be good to go now.
That was fast! It's already fixed?!
Yeah, all I did was assemble it.
Whoa! Kusuo is standing! He's completely revived!
He fixed it without making a stink...
- A superficial gesture of goodwill won't work on me. - Well, I'm glad it works okay.
What? What's going on?
What's the matter, Kusuo? Is something malfunctioning?
I can't read his mind at all!
- Which card has my dad on it? X-ray vision! - Which card has Kuniharu Saiki on it?
My name is Kuusuke Saiki.
If it weren't for my psychic little brother, I'd be a perfectly ordinary person.
The oldest memory from my childhood
- was a feeling of defeat. - Wow, Kuusuke!
You can ride a bicycle and you're only three!
Kuusuke (Age 3) It's like taking candy from a baby.
You were a baby until rather recently, you know.
I don't need the training wheels so I'm taking them off.
What?! Are you sure you're ready?
Kuu, no! Get off!
That's not something for a child to ride!
My little brother was a genius and I was an ordinary child...
That's what I realized that day, at three years old.
But an older brother must not lose to his little brother.
Wow, Kuusuke! That's amazing!
You got 100% on every test and all 5s on your report card!
It was like I was competing with a bunch of monkeys.
Kuu! You got 900 million points on your test?!
Did you manipulate your teacher's brain again?!
No manipulating brains!
My little brother was always ahead of me.
Whoa! What's this?
It's my summer break project. I used discarded materials to make it.
You're incredible!
Oh, you made something too, Kusuo?
What's that? Looks like I won this tim—
Ah! Kuusuke No. 1!
I lost again.
Still, I challenged him over and over again without giving up.
But I was never able to win even once.
When I was in 7th grade,
I created a device that could weaken his powers.
But even then, I couldn't win.
When I was 14, I, an ordinary boy, lost all hope, skipped grades in high school,
and escaped to the University of Cambridge in England to study.
I lived a self-indulgent life and received a master's degree the year before.
After that, I spent all my time researching for a PhD.
Then an idea hit me.
It was a way to block Kusuo's telepathy.
You can't read my mind?
That's because of this.
I call it my "Telepathy Canceler."
Telepathy Canceler?
Whoa! Another amazing invention of yours, huh?
Wow! So Kuu can't hear your thoughts with that?
I assumed it was something you wore to establish your look.
Well, it's that too.
Seriously?
Good grief. Now there are two people whose minds I can't read.
There's only a fine line between a genius and an idiot.
Kusuo, why don't you come to my lab after this?
I have something to show you.
What? We can't come with you?
What? I wanna see where you live too!
Why don't you two go enjoy London alone?
Here. I reserved you a table at a good roast beef restaurant.
So, s-shall we go out on a date? I don't mind going.
Well, I-I don't mind, either.
Don't act like a new couple.
Well then, see you later!
Those two never change, huh?
What're you up to?
I don't care about your lab.
Kusuo, let's play rock-paper-scissors.
Don't ignore me.
On three. One, two, three!
Oh? I lost?
Are you happy now? I'm going back.
So that's 0 wins and 725 losses in rock-paper-scissors against you, huh?
You used rock to win less often than the others, though.
Well, it's actually because I used scissors the least, at 104 times.
I lost 31 times in shiritori, 59 times in shogi, 10 times in chess,
189 times in various video games, 6 times in sugoroku,
4 times in mahjong, and 7 times in the Yamanote line game.
There are more, but how many times in total do you think I lost?
He remembers them all?
He really creeps me out.
0 wins and 4,254 losses in total.
Just what is he up to?
Teleportation really is amazing!
What's this place? A hotel room?
Are we in London?
No, it can't be. Am I hearing things?
Oh? You already noticed?
That's right! They're in the next room.
Whoa! This is cool! Look, runt!
The buildings look like the kind you see in manga!
Why were we brought all the way here just for a surprise?
Don't tell me this is a trap by Dark Reunion...?!
Why the hell are they here?!
I asked them to come.
I called them the day before you came and said,
"Kusuo's coming to London. Would you like to come and surprise him?"
I sent them plane tickets too.
Don't give me that! They'd never fall for such a suspicious—
...They would.
So why did you bring them here?
Have a match with me, Kusuo.
A match?
Let's play tag inside the city of London.
What?
I lost in rock-paper-scissors earlier, so I'll be it.
The time limit is three hours. As long as you don't leave London,
you can ride anything, including the bus, taxi, and subway.
Well? Sounds fun, doesn't it?
Do you even have a chance?
London is bigger than Tokyo's 23 wards put together.
Take those two with you so you can't freely use your powers.
I don't want to.
I guess you don't care what happens to those two.
On my signal, they'll be taken away to enjoy London and go back to Japan.
Take me too.
If you win, I'll treat you to this hotel's afternoon tea.
Okay! Tag begins now!
Hey, pal!
Are you surprised to see us?!
- I bet you never expected that... Huh? What? - Forget it. Forget the surprise stuff.
Hey, guys! We're gonna play tag!
Play tag?
I'll be it and trying to catch Kusuo, so you two please help him.
And the surprise?
He was surprised. It was a big success.
That's it?!
The time limit is three hours. As long as you stay within London,
you can ride anything anywhere, including the bus, taxi, and subway.
Okay, then. Ready... go!
I'll leave after thirty minutes, so get away while you can.
What? Hey...!
Okay, see you later!
Now, the game begins.
What's going on? This makes no sense at all, Saiki.
Sorry for dragging you into this, but just follow me.
Something important is at stake.
But still, to challenge me in an "ogre chase" when I'm used to being pursued by Dark Reunion.
Interesting. Maybe I'll play along for now.
Yeah, fine by me!
They don't call me "Nen the Tag Champ" for nothing!
They're really into it.
It's about time for me to leave. Are they doing okay?
It seems they haven't noticed it yet.
This is too easy, isn't it?
London is bigger than Tokyo's 23 wards, right?
I bet there are cameras all over the subway too,
but it's an effective way of going long distances.
Where are we going?
We're using the subway.
What? The shutter is closed.
Good grief. So this was his game...
I didn't expect them to be on strike.
- This isn't good! They're out of service today! - You can ride anything, including the bus, taxi, and subway.
Wanna run then?
He knew. That bastard!
We're gonna have to take the bus or a taxi!
The line for the bus is crazy long!
This isn't good. If we don't get a move on, we'll be caught!
Yeah, probably sooner than you think.
Oh well. Let's run!
If he's watching us, then I'll watch him too. Clairvoyance!
He's heading this way! He's close!
At this rate, he'll be here in less than five minutes!
What do we do, Saiki? Should we get in line?
- Huh? S-Saiki! What happened to your eyes?! - What should we do?!
Oh, looks like I was a little too late.
I see. They used those, huh?
Boris Bikes.
Good grief.
We've come pretty far...
Boy, you're pretty out of breath.
Why don't we take a little break?
We've only been biking for about fifteen minutes.
But we did avoid the cameras, so a break should be okay.
If we move around carelessly, it'll only help him find where we are.
Staying still is—
The best plan, right?
Seriously?! How did he find us?!
Whoa! Cool!
Not the time! He's serious!
Let's get out of here!
How? How did he find us when we were avoiding the cameras?!
How did he find us?!
Maybe he's got psychic powers.
- That'd be me. - Maybe he planted a transmitter on us?
A transmitter! How stupid could I be?!
The control device does have a transmitter in it!
That bastard!
I guess I have to end things quickly when dealing with Kusuo.
Is this a department store?
Since he knows where we are right now, we're better off in here than outside.
In any case, we should keep a low profile.
Hey! Let's use this to run!
That's wishful thinking.
This is a game console that hasn't been released in Japan!
- Your attention, please. Some children have gotten lost. - This voice...
They are three Japanese children.
The first one is a boy with pink hair who climbed Big Ben.
The second one is a child with evil eyes who calls football "soccer."
The last one is a serial killer gorilla.
It's them!
Get them!
Things are hectic inside and out.
- Come out! - You can't climb Big Ben!
- You use your feet in football! - Good grief. What do we do?
Okay, everyone.
It's all right. Seems like that announcement was a mistake.
Mistake?
- Let's go have some fish and chips or something. - If a Cambridge student says so...
Now, it's checkmate, Kusuo. I know you're in there.
0 wins and 4,254 losses... It was a long battle.
This is it!
What?!
A GPS transmitter can identify your location, but not your elevation.
We are in the restroom...
...but we're one floor above at the same location.
Furthermore, I used hypnosis.
While running, I made it so that the people we passed looked like us.
I took that chance to go upstairs and got inside the upper-floor restroom.
Time's up.
I lost... again...!
I see... So that's what happened, huh?
Big Kuu is always competing with Kuu.
- He might be feeling down after losing. - That's mine!
Yeah, no way.
He's someone who hasn't given up after losing 4,255 matches.
It's more the other way around. In short...
...he's a huge masochist.
I lost again...
You really are the only one who can defeat me, Kusuo!
That's why I don't like him.
Kusuo, can't that power be used for another—
No.
Dark Reunion? What kind of organization is that?
It's better if you don't know. It'll only cause you harm.
Then how do you fight against people like that?
The ominous power that dwells in my right hand is—
Whoa! What kind of power? Can you show it to me?
What? Um, well, that's...
What? You can't do that either? That's a bummer.
Th-The power is too enormous. If I release it here, the building will...
Why don't we go to the lab nearby? It has a shelter with reinforced walls.
I'll go call them! Uh, well...
But it's sealed now, so...
What? Sealed? You mean those bandages?
Without them, something crazy will happen?
You didn't have them yesterday.
What're you all doing this early in the morning?
- Dark Reunion really exists! I'm not lying! - Oh, Kusuo. Good morning!
I was just taking out my frustration from my loss yesterday on your friends here.
Stop picking apart his story.
I feel a lot better now thanks to them.
Nendou! He's this down? What did my brother say to him?
That bastard said, "Your mom has an outie."
That's it?!
I could only get you on an afternoon flight.
I want to go back as soon as possible, but...
We still have some time before our flight.
- I'll show you around, Mom. Get in the car. - Maybe we'll go see Kuusuke's place.
- Okay! - They're gone.
You guys are students. Go visit that place.
The art museum, huh?
I wouldn't go out of my way to visit a place like this.
While it may appear quiet at first glance,
for me, having people around means one thing.
- I don't get it. - I don't get it.
- I see... I don't get it. - Oh, that sort of thing, huh? I don't get it though.
What's more, I can't understand art myself.
Good art.
I hate to admit it, but I can't add anything else.
- Conflict... and fretfulness, huh? - Guess we'll go around once then leave.
I'm speaking of the feelings put into this painting.
It sublimates the conflict of life and the fretfulness over death as an expression of art.
You can call it an antithesis to modern art, which has grown too obsessed with originality.
What is he talking about?
Oh? You know about this stuff?
- Conflict and fretfulness? Hmm. - I said what I felt, that's all.
This looks like an ordinary landscape painting to me.
Then what about this? What does this mean?
It's creating rhythm by carefully aligning
the geometrical pattern layout with the color scheme,
but the circle in the middle breaks it with its intrusive foreign presence.
It's successfully constructing a new visual experience.
Who the heck are you?
Hey, how long was I standing in front of this painting?
Huh? Ten minutes or so.
Shoot. I was drawn into a painting yet again.
- I was so overpowered by it that I spoke with it. - He's annoying.
- I'll stand still for another five... no, ten minutes. - If you call that earlier "speaking,"
- then I'd rather not waste my time on that. - I'm gazing intently at a painting... I'm so cool!
Hey, that place over there is crazy!
See? This place!
Contemporary art, huh?
And this!
Isn't this funny?!
Harmony of an ordinary chair and an object that you can only call "art"...
You're never at a loss for words, are you?
To me, it looks like nothing but a chair and that.
...and teaches you how uncertain this world is.
Huh? They just put poop on a chair, right?
Then what's this?
It's just a string phone.
This is a one and only positioning created by injecting randomness into a common string phone.
It's advocating that everyone can establish their originality.
No, it's not.
Then what about this?
It's just a doodle, right?
Estrangement of soul!
The mix of materiality and fiction stimulates our inspiration
and teaches us how uncertain this world is!
We were already taught that earlier.
Oh, really? Thanks.
I drew this in three seconds.
- What?! - You baited him.
So, what was this teaching us again?
Wonderful.
Who's this old guy?
- Did you draw this? - Hey! Don't look at it without asking!
I'm Michael Scofield, director of this museum.
Director? And you know Japanese?!
I lived in Japan a long time ago.
I see. I don't have to simultaneously translate via telepathy then.
In any case, that drawing is very interesting.
Yes, this is wonderful.
The director keeps it simple.
If it's okay with you...
Oh my God!
Fantastic!
Unbelievable!
You gotta be kidding me! I can draw something like that too!
Director! Please look at my drawing too!
You draw too? By all means, show me!
Wh-What do you think?
No!
Can't get any simpler than that.
- What?! Can't you reconsider?! - In a sense, this one looks more like real art.
No!
Does he really get it?
What's all this fuss about?
John McMahon! He's a master in the contemporary art world!
- Is that a budding artist's work? - They're all speaking Japanese now.
This is the drawing!
Whoa! This is totally crazy!
- Right? Right? - How should I put it...? Seriously, it's crazy!
Oh, is something wrong?
- Good grief. I can apport it since no price has been put on it. - N-No.
This drawing is the best! Right?!
- Y-Yes, it is. - I really cannot understand art.
Now, Kusuo. Round two of tag is about to begin.
There is no round two. Just go back to London already.
Next time on The Disastrous Life of Saiki K...
Summer break is already approaching.
I'm going to make my schedule completely and utterly empty.