Welcome to Neo Otaku City.
Where things are looking happier than the first episode of Madoka Magicka.
The Mayor just installed a shiny new fiber connection,
making Neo Otaku City the anime capital of the world.
Smooth, high-definition anime for everyone in Neo Otaku City,
regardless or class or creed!
Because anime is for EVERYBODY!
But there’s a disturbing truth to this city.
Like the third episode of Madoka Magicka.
It’s been three months since Joe and I put the Chief in prison.
Three months since Joe abandoned me.
The other cops thought I was cursed.
Nobody would partner up with me.
So now I'm on Tape Squad.
Nothing to do but ask myself the same questions, over and over again.
Will I ever get back to being a detective?
Will I ever see Joe again?
And why do I have a feeling this city’s troubles are just beginning?
[grunts]
[gun click]
[Children Laughing]
You're my best friend Joe!
And you’re mine, Hideki!
[Heavy Breathing]
Let’s make a promise!
If one of us is murdered, the other will stop at nothing to catch the killer.
I promise!
Body belongs to Hideki Jones, father of one.
Shot clean through the head.
Sorry, guys. Hideki was an informant for the Anime Crimes Division,
so it's under our jurisdiction.
Come on!
This is just a normal, non-anime case
where a guy got shot in an old style phone booth
holding a black and white photo of his friend
Yeah, ok.
Scram Normies!
Woo! That's right. Get out of here!
Oof.
Why can’t people just kill each other for normal reasons?
Forget it Sam.
It’s Neo Otaku City.
Alright.
What do we have here?
Well, the victim was shot from the behind, which suggests--
I was talking to Detective Murphy.
See, some of us can actually keep our partners around.
Or did you forget what happened between you and Joe last season?
You mean Spring?
Yea.
Spring.
The season before this one.
You could have just said spring-
That's enough Diesel.
That's enough.
Chief Brody, I was just helping out-
Oh, I'm sorry. You have to leave the detective work to the detectives.
According to subsection RR-1G of the ACD handbook,
members of tape squad are not to involve themselves in detective work,
unless said detective work specifically involves tape in some way.
Found something!
Is it tape? Please tell me it's tape!
Looks like the dearly departed was friends with ex-detective Joe.
Guess scumbags stick together.
Think Joe knows something?
Well, even if he does, doubt he's gunna talk to any badge.
I know someone he might talk to.
Chief!
Oh!
What’s this about an anime murder in my city?
Well, it’s more likely than you may think.
I don’t need it right now.
Not with the new fiber connection bringing in otaku from all over the world!
Worry not, Mayor Watkins.
I've got a lead!
Follow it.
You're out of line, tapetective.
Joe is our only lead. And he will talk to me.
Please just give me a chance.
Fine. Ok.
The handbook says you get one chance to prove yourself
in the eyes of a skeptical superior.
But you mess this up though
I'll kick you right down to tentacle unit.
I won't let you down sir.
I. Hate. Anime.
My hatred for it is larger than Yoko Littner's breasts.
More all-consuming than the black goo
at the end of Paranoia Agent.
And even harder to cover up
Than the gaping plot holes in Bleach.
And that's why I...
would be a great addition to Prestige Television City.
a place where nobody would understand any of the references I just made.
Uh, Coach Furuya?
What?
Should I-
Chip or putt this?
Don't care.
Come on. This is the moment in sport's anime where you're supposed to inspire me.
Go on. Golf's a metaphor.
Golf isn't a metaphor.
You're just like that grumpy but loveable coach Ukai from Haikyuu!
He dug really deep when the Karasuno played against Aobajōsai in-
[zap]
Do not reference anime in my presence!
I'm sorry!
Oof!
Yes!!
We won!
Your coach is terrible!
Whatever.
Alright.
Citizenship application. Check.
Application Fee...
Thank god coaching a high school golf team pays exactly five hundred dollars.
Hey Joe.
The hell are you doing here?
I need your help.
I'm sorry, but...
your old friend Hideki Jones was...
Murdered.
I mean it Joe.
If someone murders me, you have to promise to solve the case!
Pinkie swear.
Also. Never quit the police force.
Also that.
[bone cracking]
Ow.
What was that?
Don't worry about it.
But you just-
Don't worry about it!
Ok.
I need your help to catch his killer.
I. Can't.
Why the hell not?
Don't you care about him?
Of course I do!
He was my nakama.
But I can't get pulled into another case.
This city's only ever caused me pain.
I've got to cancel it
before it gets too deep into my heart.
Like how Princess Jellyfish only ran one season...
[zap]
What was that?
It’s an anime-away bracelet.
Shocks me whenever I feel...
Happy...
about Japanese animation.
Anyway, you're a detective.
You handle it.
Was a detective.
when you abandoned me
they took my badge.
Hey, if you want to blame me for destroying your life, get in line!
What happened to you?
Anime happened to me.
The chief killed my gundam.
Took everything from me.
That's why I'm heading to Prestige TV City
to start a new life.
Don’t give me that.
You love anime.
The hell I do.
Why do you think I came to this school in the first place?
To get away from anime drama.
That’s right, Nobu.
I’m officially the greatest golfer in the city.
Got anything to say?
I -
Pff.
I -
am secretly in love with you.
Oh, how I have longed to give you this letter
that lays out the myriad of ways I have fallen for you...
Your perfect face.
Your beautiful teeth.
The way the sun-
You think it's any different in Prestige?
Don't bother trying to change my mind.
Ow.
Sorry, Joe-sensei!
Watch where you’re going!
You can't run from your problems, Joe.
Sure I can.
And this is my ticket out.
NOOOOOO!!!!
I have to give this to her!
Bring that letter back!
If I don’t, Sasaki-chan will never know how I feel about her!
Just keep those feelings inside until you die, like a normal person!
Sasaki-chan! Where are you!?
So.
Prestige Television City, huh?
You know...
They'll never let you in.
What?
I spent hours on wikipedia so I could pretend to like Westworld.
That application is bulletproof.
But it’s useless without a recommendation from the housing board.
I have a connection there.
And if you help me with my case,
I can help you get in.
I don't know...
Or, you can just let that kid run off with your application fee.
Sasaki-chan! I have to give you something!!!!
Your choice.
Diesel. Wait.
Fine.
I'll help you.
I'll go back to ACD.
I'm not on the ACD anymore.
I'm on Tape Squad.
I was wrong.
Golf is a metaphor.
It’s about patience.
It’s about knowing when to take your shot.
But wood or iron,
driver or wedge,
it always comes down to one thing...
Making a choice.
Joe, sign this legal contract stating you’ll avenge my death!
Even if doing so
forces me to return to a world of anime
I will have grown to despise,
I'll still do it!
Sorry about that.
Hey kid.
You want my advice?
Go tell her how you feel.
If you truly love something,
it's no use pretending otherwise.
Oh ok.
Bye.
So, uh...
If you’re gonna be working this case with me...
you're gonna need this.
Fine.
But you should know.
This doesn't change anything.
I still hate anime.
Believe it.