Monster Episode 37 -

The rain in Düsseldorf didn’t just fall; it weighed. For Kenzo Tenma, every drop felt like a ticking second of a life he had surrendered.

"You were staring at the picture again," Dieter said, nodding toward the table.

Should we continue this journey toward or focus on a flashback to Tenma's days at the hospital? Monster Episode 37

Tenma exhaled, the tension leaving his shoulders in a jagged rush. He opened the door to find the boy shivering, clutching a loaf of bread like a shield. Dieter’s eyes, once clouded by the trauma of Kinderheim 511, now searched Tenma’s face with a terrifyingly pure devotion.

A soft knock at the door made him reach for the handgun hidden beneath a pile of medical journals. "It’s me," a voice whispered. Dieter. The rain in Düsseldorf didn’t just fall; it weighed

"I’m looking for a pattern," Tenma lied. He was looking for a reason. He was looking for the moment Johan Liebert had ceased to be a boy and become a void.

"No," Tenma whispered, his reflection in the glass looking like a stranger’s. "He’ll find us." Should we continue this journey toward or focus

Tenma looked at the surgical kit sitting next to his ammunition. He thought of the boy with the bullet wound in his head all those years ago. He thought of the monster he had brought back to life.