Oh man, the first few pages almost turned me off. Kikuo Togushi loses it and becomes a cold-blooded spree killer, and there's enough tits and ass in this to make me hurl. It redeems itself, predicably of course --like I didn't see the Lucy connection to the barcoded eyeballs...but finding out how our subject fits into all this, should be interesting.

The only reason I give it three stars? Those gorgeously drawn men trying to kill each other.