EACH

In a grand ornate hall with checkered floors and double doors, several suited men stand guard while one figure walks away down the corridor. In room 1012, a young woman with wavy hair lies asleep in a large canopied bed marked with a Zzz sound effect. Narration boxes explain that if an assassin targeting a royal family member is caught, the entire family faces execution, yet under current conditions the target can be eliminated at any moment. Five bodyguards confer in close-up: Bodyguard Laloch of Fourth Queen Katron's affiliation declares he can secure a powerful position under the next king; Bodyguard Brazzi of Third Queen Tang Zhao Li's affiliation insists on leaving proof he was the true perpetrator; Bodyguard Nipaper of Second Queen Duazul's affiliation stresses the need to avoid capture; Bodyguard Victo, First Prince Benjamin's private soldier, shares the same caution. Bodyguard Nagomamu of Sixth Queen Seiko's affiliation reacts with wide-eyed alarm while Bodyguard Toughdy of Fifth Prince Swinko Swinko's affiliation emphasizes that the assassination must be a flawless crime with an obvious culprit. A final panel shows a large stylized face with sweat drops and motion lines reacting in shock.

A close-up shows a short-haired girl holding a heart-decorated phone with a worried expression. In the background, two figures stand with arms outstretched on a rocky mountain path beside a stone pillar marked 5.5. Room 1011 appears empty except for two distant guards. The girl now kneels on a bed surrounded by scattered books and boxes, head bowed in distress. Bodyguard Bechaem of Sixth Queen Seiko's affiliation tells her they must swap places first. Bodyguard Ryouji of the same affiliation advises against wasting energy yet. Another bodyguard notes that the other guards are either protecting Prince Fugetsu or are potential assassins themselves. Ryouji concludes that only he and Bechaem are truly trying to protect the prince.

In a large dining hall, a furious outburst erupts as someone hurls plates and food across the room. A voice yells 'GO MAKE IT AGAIN!' while another declares 'EVEN A JUNK-YARD DOG WOULDN'T EAT THIS STUFF!!' and 'DISGUSTING!!' The mess scatters across the wooden floor. Nearby, three men react with visible irritation: one clutches his head shouting 'GEEZ!!', another questions 'WHAT ARE WE EVEN PAYING YOU FOR ANYWAYS ?!' A woman with a bob haircut stands in profile, her expression tense. In the next panels, the same woman and several suited men converse in low voices. She mutters 'AHHH, I CAN'T STAND IT, BUT WHY ARE THEY SO DIFFERENT...? I WANT TO QUIT...' while others lament their assignments: 'THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE TWINS... BUT WHY ARE THEY SO DIFFERENT...?', 'IF ONLY WE'D HAVE BEEN ASSIGNED TO 11TH PRINCE FUGETSU...', 'US TOO...', and 'I WISH SHE'D JUST GET KILLED ALREADY...'. A tall man with an 'H' on his jacket stands with his back to the viewer, declaring 'THIS IS JUST WRONG....!!' and 'THEN NO MATTER WHAT ELSE...'. A short-haired woman in the foreground touches her chin, thinking 'IS EVEN LYING TO HERSELF IN WANTING THIS...' and 'IF SHE...'.

A close-up shows a young man's face with an earpiece, sweat visible, numbered 1009. In a grand hallway, guards rush forward as a voice calls 'HOW ARE YOU FEELING?' and 'AH! PRINCE! YOU'RE AWAKE?'. Footsteps hurry across the patterned floor. The prince sits up in an ornate bed, blankets pulled around him. In the corridor, two stern bodyguards stand with boxes and papers; one is addressed as 'SIR?'. The young man in the foreground sweats heavily, pointing at himself. A close-up reveals a hand holding a small pointed object with a leaf-like shape and a dark spot on the palm. He thinks 'I WAS SO SURE... THAT SOMETHING... HAD HAPPENED!'. Other panels show him clutching his head: 'WAS THAT... JUST A DREAM...?' and 'BUT I WAS SURE...'.

The muscular young man with a pompadour hairstyle lies on the floor, tears in his eyes as he speaks to his mother. "I understand, mom... Fine..." he says reluctantly. His mother, stern and composed, glares at him with intense focus. "Would you at least be a little more aware of yourself! You're the one and only prince and heir to the Swinko family!! Get your act together!!" she demands. The scene shifts to a cluttered bedroom where a woman and infant lie in bed amid scattered debris. Several suited men stand in the hallway outside. One man declares, "This succession war is even more than a once in a lifetime chance!! Of course, I'll do everything I can to support you..." Another warns, "No, you don't understand at all!! Otherwise you're gonna be the first one to drop out! But first off, you need to really change yourself around!!" In a later moment, the young man sits with companions. "Of course," one replies. "Do you have some kind of plan?" another asks. "Oh? I am your son, you know?" the young man responds with a grin. "Well then how about trusting me a little?" he continues. In a dramatic close-up, he points forward confidently. "The world is gonna change. At the next dinner banquet..."

A bearded man in a suit adjusts his tie while explaining his efforts. "I tried all different kinds of ingredients and stuff, but this is the mix I ended up at. To combat the vultures trying to steal it, I had to take out a patent for it... but we can also use it for our own personal enjoyment." A bald man with an H on his tie sits cross-legged. "I've even put this 'clean leaf's' recipe on its home page," he states. A woman with a cigarette asks, "No doubt about it. Are you sure this here... is completely legal?" Smoke fills the air as two men converse. "It's strange, but all my heavy smoker friends all got healthier," one notes. The bald man later sits alone, looking concerned. "Nothing... I was just thinking that maybe it could be used for rehabilitating drug addicts," he says. "What's wrong?" another asks. In a separate scene, the scarred man with slicked-back hair leans back. "As if it were just that easy!" he exclaims. He continues, "If you were to become king, that would be the fastest way to do that... Of course." Discussing clinical trials, he asks, "What if we did clinical trials for health research with it and released the results to the public? Would that work?" Another replies, "Just recently, a friend of mine got completely strung out... total rock bottom. Drugs issues are supposed to be handled by the military... Overdoing anything is never a good thing. It all comes down to 1st Prince Benjamin getting in the way."

In a hallway, two suited men and a small figure pause as speech bubbles discuss a book. One man holds open a thick volume while another voice questions if it is a bible. The scene shifts to a large close-up of a smiling woman wearing a crown, her eyes sparkling as she enthusiastically gestures with one hand raised. She declares that everyone should read the book to understand its message. A floating book titled THE TAITON CANON dominates the upper panel, its ornate cover featuring a heart-shaped design. In smaller panels below, the same suited men walk away down the corridor while a blond man and a stern dark-haired man with a facial scar react to the woman's words. The blond man notes how amazing she is for maintaining such positivity in a critical situation. The scarred man responds that he sees where she is going with it. A tiny panel shows the book open to CHAPTER 1 LOVE WILL ALWAYS TRIUMPH IN THE END with a hand pointing at the text. In the background, the crowned woman continues singing LALA LA~ as the two men walk off, one saying LET'S SEE...

Bodyguard Bracchi, labeled as First Prince Benjamin's private soldier, stares forward with wide eyes. In an office, a man with glasses works at a laptop in front of a whiteboard covered in complex equations. Two suited men stand in the doorway. The glasses-wearing man stands, thanks someone, and announces he is going over to room 1014. An older man with a mustache appears on a screen, identified as Maor, confirming the problem is resolved. The glasses man replies that he will head to the room. In a close-up, a man with light hair sweats while thinking that Bracchi is an eyesore but difficult to remove due to forced observation from the higher-up queens. He notes that this is Bhavimaina and he is currently carrying out the mission. The glasses man at the desk responds YES, SIR! to instructions about future meetings.

In a quiet room, a young woman with light hair reacts with surprise. "I felt it," she says. "What?" she asks again as the scene shifts to a long hallway. A tall man with long hair and a dark outfit stands confidently, hands clasped. "We'll start off by doing three 10-minute sets a day for ten days," he explains. "Hui Yo," he is addressed. He continues, "Put both hands in front of your chest... Imagine a ball floating between them." The man demonstrates, holding a dark circular object that emits aura effects marked "ズズ..." "Here's the ball on your right hand..." he says. A close-up shows him manipulating it. "No, no, I really didn't see for myself," he insists to an unseen listener. "...Your Highness... I know that you want to see through this, but..." Another figure watches. "Let's move on," the man says. "I felt my aura." He moves the ball to his left hand, then balances it on his index finger. "And now it's on the tip of my index finger." The young woman stares in shock. "I can't believe it... See?" the man says. "He's... A GENIUS...!!!"

In a grand hall with chandeliers and a long table, several figures stand at attention. A seated person in an ornate chair is addressed. "But First Prince Benjamin and 5th Prince Tubeppa also contacted you, correct?" someone asks. "I don't particularly mind..." the response comes. A woman with light hair and a bald man with facial markings converse. "We can take our time going over it all the next time we meet," she says. "It's fine. I'm extremely sorry to have to say this, but..." the bald man replies. "Yes," she answers. A candelabra is shown. "You have an appointment after this as well, don't you?" A small child walks across the hall. "An attack from the enemy's Nen beast killed most of our bodyguards," the bald man states. "Yes." "I've also heard that you're lacking manpower..." he adds. The woman thanks him. "I'll send two of my own private soldiers over to you... Do not worry," the bald man offers. "They are extremely capable and should be able to contribute well to any discussions you have." Labels identify "BODYGUARD COVENTOBA FIRST PRINCE BENJAMIN'S PRIVATE SOLDIER" and "BODYGUARD SLACKER 2ND QUEEN DUAZUL'S AFFILIATION."

A woman with styled hair speaks about their role. "Her Highness, who is normally very conservative towards everything, has ordered us to serve out our role as support. It is all in thanks to the 2nd Queen Duazul." She continues, noting their usual lack of cooperation but current mutual interests. A close-up shows a stern man with a scar over his eye declaring, "It is the duty of the First and Second Queen Duazul's soldiers to observe and report on the lower princes... either one, or even both will definitely be at the prince's side as his bodyguard." Captain Mandom of the bodyguards, 2nd Queen Duazul's affiliation, appears with a flushed face, exclaiming that the situation was beyond expectations. He explains that First Queen Unma's soldiers cannot be trusted to share information, so he is here as coordinator. In a smaller panel, Sakata and Hashitou of 3rd Prince Zhang Lei's private soldiers stand with others; one responds "Yes, sir!" to an order to guard 14th Prince Woble until the next dinner banquet. A large vertical panel details the sensitive information exchange between lower princes' aides, warning of traps and false information.

A spiky-haired man turns and says "Right..." while another figure mentions an order from the Queen. Slacker answers a phone call, stating he will stay and guard the prince while directing another to support the others. In the hallway, a suited man receives orders from 1st Queen Unma and confirms with "Copy that." He decides it is best to stick with Zhang Lei. A large panel shows a mustached man telling the spiky-haired listener, "Do as you please," and noting more pressing matters than guarding a lowly prince. The spiky-haired man internally worries that failing the mission may result in being fired. He then invites the group to share information, saying "If you guys come across any information, share it with me too, would ya?" Two others react with surprise as the group walks down the corridor.

At a candlelit dinner table, two women sit across from each other. The woman with long wavy hair in a white top asks if the other has bought the winter catalogs yet. The woman with hair in a high ponytail, wearing a dark patterned top, replies that she is still deciding on a Harry Webb's phosphorescent series. She then states they will kill Benjamin first and then Halkenburg. The wavy-haired woman responds with a quiet 'Got it?' In a lower panel, a tiny creature on the table calls out 'MOM...' while the ponytail woman stands with a stern expression. The wavy-haired woman looks down and says she thinks the other is misunderstanding something. The ponytail woman replies that the princes should decide such things amongst themselves and that she does not have to check with her for everything.

The ponytail woman leans forward with a fierce expression and orders her mother to get close to Halkenburg, declaring it an order rather than a confirmation. In a corridor, she insists on doing things the easiest way possible. The wavy-haired woman responds quietly. A close-up shows the ponytail woman explaining that a conversation alone cannot serve as conclusive evidence and that she needs physical proof and timing. She adds that with her secret window she can listen to all conversations. A man labeled as Bodyguard Musse, 1st Prince Benjamin's private soldier, sits at a desk with a laptop while a small bird-like creature hovers nearby. He decides he must fly his bird directly to the 2nd Prince Camilla.

In a dimly lit corridor, two men analyze the situation. The spiky-haired man states, 'On top of that, he is calm and collected. He is prepared and has an accurate grasp of the present situation.' His bald companion replies, 'How should we interpret this, 1st Prince Benjamin...?' Nearby, a guard stands by a door marked 1001 as another figure notes, 'They rejected our call and invited Bhavimaina in.' A close-up shows the spiky-haired man's intense expression: 'He's trying to advance on a stalemate while still keeping his guard up...! He's avoiding giving us any needless excuses. While he is aware he cannot evade an all-out war...' The bald man adds, 'While that happens, if we're able to get an understanding of their abilities... If they're aiming to drive things to a stalemate, then they won't engage in a fight with Bhavimaina, who happens to be a counter-type. Either way, letting them think that way is the most efficient thing for us right now. He may be thinking this could be a good chance to whittle down our forces one by one.' Finally, Bodyguard Hurikof, 1st Prince Benjamin's private soldier, steps forward with a determined look, thinking 'Looks like it's my turn to act.'

In the grand hallway of the building, a group descends the stairs including suited men and a woman carrying a baby. Bill reports via communicator, 'This is Bill. I'm opening it now. ...Yes, there's no movement.' Prince Zhang Lei's group appears with two soldiers and the 2nd Queen's guard. An 'OH?' reaction comes from the group. Slacker, Queen Duazul's soldier, approaches the spiky-haired man and asks to confirm something. The spiky-haired man, recognizing the arrival, says, 'I see Prince Benjamin's man is already here?' In a side exchange, the spiky-haired man tells a suited man, 'Unlike that moody baldy Coventoba, you seem like you'd be easy to get along with. Let's work together on this.' The suited man replies, 'Understood... I'll keep watch on Sakata, so would you check up on Hashito's actions?' A young girl with a crown adds, 'But that one there from the 2nd Queen could cause trouble... Be on your guard. The two from Zhang Lei are here to assist us with our mission.'

In a grand hallway lined with ornate doors and chandeliers, several suited men stand in tense formation. One man in a dark suit points forward while another in a puffy jacket faces away. Further down the corridor, additional figures in black stand near a round table where a group of people, including a seated figure with dark hair, appear engaged in discussion. A tall man with crossed arms watches from the side. The scene shifts to a close-up of a young woman with light hair and a sweat drop on her cheek, her expression worried. Narration reads: "I have no idea how long I am going to have to be forced into Emperor Time at this rate." Another voice adds: "This is bad... I can't have the Queen use her ability in this situation." In smaller panels, the same woman continues speaking with an unseen figure: "More importantly, will you even be able to find a creature that satisfies the requirements...?" The reply comes: "If you find a target, Bill and I will try to do something to create an opportunity for you to activate the ability." A third voice warns: "It's too dangerous to use your ability in front of the enemy's bodyguards." The woman responds: "No." Another adds: "If I find any small creature, should I even use it here...?" The final panel shows a large skull surrounded by thorny flowers and leaves, with text declaring: "It's a far more dangerous poison than I'd ever imagined...!" and "I was too naive...! This ability... these conditions..."

A close-up shows a sneaker stepping on a crack with impact lines. Nearby, a small spider crawls across a grid. A wide shot reveals a massive crowd gathered in a large hall under a sign reading "37564". In a panel, a dark-haired man in a jacket turns with a question mark above his head while two older men react with concern, one saying: "Do I...?" and "What's wrong? You look awful." Another man with a beard exclaims: "Damn it... where the hell do these things keep crawling in from?!" A close-up of the dark-haired man's intense face follows, with a voice saying: "You look ready to kill someone." Text notes: "On the boat hides... a spider." The man looks down as narration continues: "Now that you're here, you should just forget allll about your worldly ties!" and "You've probably gone through a lot too, leading up to you getting on this boat." The final panels show a dark background with two speech bubbles: "They're severed." and "Ties... are not forgotten..." The page ends with the Hunter x Hunter logo and "ch.366 /END".