Original subtitles

Guilty of Romance

People come to Love Hotels for sex.

Many Love Hotels are in the Love Hotel district.

In the 90s hookers worked the streets of Maruyama-cho Love Hotel district.

A mystery took place there on the eve of the 21st Century.

Stop!

Hello?

Taxi! Taxi!

Maruyama-cho.

Hello? I'm on my way. What happened?

This case is going to be pretty big.

SHIBUYA, 35 MARUYAMA-CHO

Love Hotel district

Thank you for coming!

Let her through! Let her through! Clear a path!

Get out of the way!

Let her through! - Miss Yoshida!

This way! - It's ok.

Here it is.

Flashlight.

Miss Yoshida!

Those are dummy's arms.

But from the waist up, it's human.

A little higher.

It's a dummy's head.

There's another one. It's out the back.

From the waist down it's human. Legs are cut off.

- Is this some kind of paint? - I think so.

- How about that? - Blood...I guess.

It says, "Castle."

Maybe it's the name of the victim.

IZUMI KIKUCHI

- I'm back. - Welcome home.

Perfectly positioned.

Thank you.

You really are improving.

Thank you.

"That was when she noticed.

"His eyes were like her own.

"And his desire was obvious.

"Kazumi casually approached him

"and threw herself on him without a word.

"The man only hesitated a moment.

"He slid his hands around her back

"and embraced her passionately.

"As if to say, 'Strike while the iron is hot.'

"He urgently sought her lips with his own."

Meet the Author of The Midnight Zoo

- I love your work. - Oh, you're so kind.

- Here. Thank you for coming.

Can I shake your hand?

Are you leaving?

Yes. I don't want to get in the way.

Thank you for everything.

- Off I go then.

Have a nice day.

Come in.

My goodness! This is so classy.

So this is what it means to marry well.

I love boasting that my friend married Yukio Kikuchi.

Sorry, I got carried away in my excitement.

- It's fine. - Can I see his workroom?

Yeah, me too! Can we, Izumi?

It's not here. His office is elsewhere.

- What? - He leaves here at 7.00 every morning.

And he comes home at exactly 9.00 pm.

- So he doesn't write here?

No, he said he needs to concentrate. - So he's not home during the day?

He's as punctual as a school student.

- What about meals? - I usually eat alone.

I want to do something.

Before I turn 30. That's all I think about.

I desperately want to do something.

Anything will do.

I want to suppress this urge.

I disgust myself.

Loving my husband should be enough.

Good idea, Izumi.

Really?

I was worried that you had nothing to do during the day.

I'm all for it. This is not Ibsen's Doll's House, after all.

I'm happy for you.

Hi! Would you like to try a delicious sausage?

Care for some?

Delicious sausages.

How about some sausages?

Very delicious sausages.

Speak louder.

The customers won't hear you.

Yes, sir.

Your husband is a famous novelist?

I heard a rumor.

I won't treat you special.

I'm sorry.

Ma'am, how about some delicious sausages?

When my insomnia finally ends, I'll stop this journal.

I want to stop soon.

- I'm off, then. - Have a nice day.

Sample a sausage!

How about some delicious sausages?

Ma'am, how about some sausages?

I'll have one.

Please do.

Very nice.

I'm talking about you! You're nice.

Why's a pretty girl like you working here?

How about modeling?

When's your lunch break? I'll tell you more.

Here! [Miss Eri DOI]

This is legitimate.

You can work your own hours and get paid on the spot.

Go ahead.

They're all so pretty.

Some of these girls are nude...

Do I have to be nude?

It's about feminine beauty.

And you have what it takes.

Drop by at the studio. I'll call you.

OK?

- Izumi. - Yes!

Hey, Izumi!

- Yes? - Come here.

This isn't my usual soap. Where's the little one?

Sorry, I didn't realize we'd run out...

No excuses.

You know that I don't favor Japanese soap.

I'm sorry.

What's the best soap?

It's Savon de Marseille from France.

So you knew that.

Why don't you keep a supply of it?

I'm so sorry.

Hold it.

Stand there. Let me show you my body.

Yes.

You haven't seen my body recently, have you?

Yes.

Am I less fit than I used to be?

No...

No? Elaborate.

I'd love you whatever shape you're in.

Good. That's why I love you.

You can touch my penis if you like.

- How about that? - I'm happy.

Good.

Off I go, then.

Have a nice day.

CALL ME, ERI DOI.

Hello?

I know it's sudden, but do you have time tomorrow?

Tomorrow...?

Like they say, ”Strike while the iron is hot.”

There's no time to waste.

We're out of time!

You're here!

- She's here. - Welcome!

Come on in.

Was it easy to find? Izumi Kikuchi!

Come on.

Do you like the studio?

I just couldn't resist talking to her.

So pretty, right? - There he is.

Hi, I'm Martini Maki.

Welcome.

Just call him Martini. Hold her bag please.

May I? - Sit here.

Gorgeous. Such a small face.

How about the Chinese dress? - That'd be great.

In that case, I'll do her hair like this.

That's one option.

The red dress?

You'd look good in red! You should try it!

You like red? Red, it is! Where's my palette?

Okay, let's do it. We're set!

- How is she? - She's ready.

Let's begin.

We're ready. Come this way.

Relax. Your shoulders are tense.

She's all yours.

Thank you! - He's the director.

Thank you.

Here we go now.

Ready. Let's try a pose.

Put your hand on your hip.

Very good!

Wonderful!

Great expression!

Adorable!

Give me cat paws.

Sensational!

Nice!

Go on.

That's good, I love it!

Take your hand away, don't be shy.

Great. - Really great.

Here she is.

- It's like fine art. - Beautiful.

So gorgeous I can't take my eyes off you.

She's the best.

Don't worry, open up a little.

You're so beautiful, it's okay.

- Beautiful! - I love that.

Good!

Now, then...

Let's try some nude, shall we? You're so beautiful,

it'll be great. - But...

Why not? You'll even get some company.

Please, let's not!

Hi, there!

So you're married?

What a cutie!

Don't worry, we'll just pretend.

It's not for real.

Open your mouth.

For a kiss.

Don't worry.

That was nice.

Here! It's 50,000 yen, 10 times your daily wage.

Piece of cake, right?

You can go to the 3rd floor and take a bath.

- Okay. - Good work.

I'll look after her.

Hard day?

Are you free from now?

It was great with you,

but just acting is unsatisfying.

Don't you think?

How about a love hotel?

Let's go, shall we?

Hello, there.

Would you care for some?

Hello, there.

How about you? Care for some?

Want some? It's delicious.

Hello, there.

Would you like to try some?

It's very delicious.

Hello, there.

Would you like to have some?

It's very good.

Hello, there.

Would you care for some? It's delicious.

You can try some.

Hello, there.

Would you like some? It's delicious.

Try some.

Hello, there.

Would you care for some?

It's very delicious. Try some.

Hello, there.

Would you care for some? It's delicious.

Try some.

Hello!

Try this, it's very delicious.

How about you, would you like some?

Hello, care for some?

It's delicious. Try some.

Hello.

Try this, it's delicious.

Hi, try this. It's very delicious.

Hello, there!

Hi, would you care for some delicious sausages?

Hello, there!

Care to sample this?

Thank you, sir!

Hello, there!

Try a delicious sausage. - You sound great today.

Thank you.

You look radiant, too.

It's very good.

You're so sexy, you'll draw more customers.

Since you've been going out...

You look relaxed.

You look really good, Izumi.

Off I go, then.

Have a nice day.

That's fantastic.

Very nice, you're so beautiful.

Yes, that's good.

You're amazing today. Fantastic!

I'm going to pump you to the max!

Go for it, Martini!

Hello, care for a sausage?

Give it a try. - Can I? - Go ahead.

- It's good! - Have some more. - Really?

You can have me, too.

"The man's love had aroused her senses, making her primitive and wild.

And Takahiko couldn't tolerate it.

He was jealous to be precise. Not of the man.

He was jealous of Harue, who was now set free."

You know... tomorrow's my birthday.

And you'll be...?

30.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday!

- You still live with your parents? - Don't say that!

Off I go, then.

Have a nice day.

Hey.

Did I surprise you?

Meeting someone?

I'm just killing time.

- Come with me then. - No time for that.

It won't take long.

Sorry.

SHIBUYA, LOVE HOTEL DISTRICT

MARUYAMA-CHO, SHIBUYA

3,300 YEN FOR 2 HRS

CHECK-IN IN THE MORNING, STAY TILL 5 PM

VACANCIES

Hey, wait!

Wait a minute!

Look. They're all looking for the Castle.

They want to find it, but they can't.

So they go round and round, looking for it.

Sorry, I followed you.

Look what I've done. We can go to a hotel and clean up.

I'm married.

So what? Let's go to the Castle.

What's that? - I don't know.

A woman told me about it.

"Nobody's found the way to the Castle yet."

But I know the way to our Castle.

THE CASTLE

Officers! Thank you for coming!

This building will be demolished soon.

It wasn't locked so access was easy.

A young couple found them. They were walking by,

and on a dare they went in and found the body parts.

There are used condoms everywhere.

Identifying the offender from the DNA samples will be hard.

CASTLE

We're not dealing with two bodies.

It's one.

One single victim.

The body was decapitated. Both arms were severed.

Tweezers!

The female genitalia, clitoris and labia majora were removed.

Dismembered at the waist and knees.

These two parts belonged to one person.

Semen found in the vagina has deteriorated over 10 days.

The tails have separated but the heads are intact.

Most sperm heads disintegrate in about 20 days.

Given what we have, I conclude that

it's a woman. Aged from late 20s to late 30s.

The head and limbs were removed post-mortem.

The Body was cut in half. One half is wearing a red undergarment .

The other half a school uniform.

And a wig with long hair.

Her bag was open.

In it there was a wallet with 572 Yen.

Also 42 unused condoms. This and the location where she was found

both point to prostitution.

The bizarre murder method rules out a simple robbery with murder.

It's either hatred

or the sex killing of a pervert.

The victim died about 10 days ago.

I have determined all women

that were reported missing around November 9th.

There are five women in their late twenties to late thirties among them.

If we add all the women reported missing in the last half year

it's 153.

That many!

A lot of runaway wives.

I heard an interesting story. About a housewife.

In the morning the garbage truck comes by

and she runs out with her bags of garbage.

But it's too late. The truck is already driving on.

But the woman doesn't give up and starts running after it.

The truck stops again to collect garbage bags.

She thinks she's going to catch it.

But just before she reaches it the truck drives off again.

She runs after it. This repeats itself over and over

until she finds herself in streets she's never been to before.

That gets her thinking: "What have I really been doing until now?"

"I've come a long way."

She didn't mean running after the garbage truck.

But her everyday life that she had spent like in a trance.

So she threw away her garbage bags

and went far away.

Well, that housewife returned after three days.

I'm home!

You're home so early! That's rare.

I just felt like having dinner with you again.

- What's that? Wow! - Seafood stew.

- That looks so good! - Doesn't it?

Dad, can you pass me that?

Here.

Rieko!

How's school going?

Just normal. - Normal? - Normal.

"Normal" doesn't really tell me anything. - Kids these days call everything "normal".

Mom! Why don't you tell us about the murder you're investigating instead!

That's so fascinating! - We don't know anything yet.

But the whole school is talking about it. Tell me something!

As soon as I know something! - Stop with these stories during dinner.

Good evening.

What do you want?

I've told you before not to call me after 9 anymore.

It doesn't matter. I missed you.

Have you been drinking? - Just a bit. Will you come outside?

I absolutely have to see you.

Listen, I can have this number changed at any time.

If you break the engagement I won't meet you anymore.

Just come meet me outside.

Never call me again.

Bitch.

During sex you always moan for more.

I can see right through you.

You enjoy being my toy.

Bitch.

I want to lick your lips right this instance.

Or do you want to lick mine?

You want to do it?

Right now?

Lick me?

You want to be licked.

That's why you stick my dick into you. Bitch!

Touch yourself.

I'm touching myself as well.

Are you touching yourself?

You're mine.

You understand?

I want you to come, here and now.

Hey!

Where do I find new shampoo?

Under the sink.

Got it!

Hey, wait!

Look out the window.

If you tease me, I'll come in.

Because I'm

your master.

I'll just take out the trash.

Good job.

That's why you're mine.

You're horny.

Isn't this hot?

Don't!

Say you're horny. Come on!

Horny. - Louder.

Horny!

Say I'm horny.

I'm horny.

Good!

What are you doing?

What?

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it!

Let me go! What are you doing?

Stop it. Let me go! Hey!

Yes. We'll be staying until the morning,

not just two hours.

Yes.

What are you doing?

Call your husband and tell him you won't come home until tomorrow.

What do you say?

Stop it! Give that back!

Call him! - Stop it! I beg you!

Is that the number?

Call him! - Stop it.

Please!

Hello, Izumi? Hello!

Hello?

Hello?

Honey?

What is it? - It's going to be late.

Why?

I'll explain to you later.

Later, okay? - No.

Tell him. Or I will.

"I'm in a Love Hotel with your wife."

Do it. - Hey! What's going on?

Izumi! - Honey?

I probably won't come home tonight.

I'm sorry!

Don't be. What's going...

Well done.

Oh, don't!

You don't care about your husband.

So quit crying!

You want to go back?

Do you?

Will you let me go?

Of course. You want to go home? - Yes! I want to go home.

You want me to untie you? - Yes!

You want to go home? - Yes!

Fine. Call him again and say

that you suddenly felt dizzy in Shibuya.

And that you feel better now and are on your way back.

Tell him something. Got it?

Hello?

Izumi? - Honey?

What is it?

- What's going on? - I'm sorry! I...

What happened?

I felt dizzy.

Dizzy?

I couldn't move anymore.

I wanted to go to the hospital.

Are you alright?

But now I feel fine again.

Are you sure? And where are you?

Izumi!

Hello?

Where are you? - I'm coming soon.

I'm going to come.

But where are you now?

Izumi! - Hang...Hang up!

Hang up.

I'm coming. I'm coming!

Well done.

You passed. I'll let you leave for now.

You can go.

Everything ok?

Your clothes have been washed. Your husband won't notice anything.

How about it? Just 5000 Yen! You want sex?

It's me.

You're working the corner?

Too funny. How low did you fall?

Oh right! I told you about the castle, right?

She told me about it. What a strange woman, don't you think? She says,

even if we circle around the castle

we won't find its entrance for the rest of our lives.

Tell her your name!

Castle?

Tell her your name!

Let's go.

MITSUKO OZAWA

She was reported missing yesterday. On the third day.

If she's the one, it's been 11 days since the murder...

Doesn't anyone notice when lecturers disappear?

Not a bad job.

She was reported missing by her rather classy mother.

An assistant professor at Toto University is part of the elite.

She wouldn't be involved in a case like this. - But the neighbors saw her

coming home late, dressed in trashy clothes.

But she commutes from home.

The murder site is nowhere near her work or house.

Is she an escort?

A call girl? No way!

She's an associate professor. Her life is good!

Mitsuko Ozawa, 39 years old.

Associate Professor at Toto University, Department of Literature.

Her father was also a Toto University professor.

In the same department.

His hobby was painting. The daughter often modeled for him.

Her father was Shinsuke Ozawa. He's been dead for 10 years.

Now she lives with her mother in their mansion in Setagaya.

Her life seemed staid when I checked her out.

- Stop following me. - But...

You can go home.

Forget about that man. Go home.

Wait!

Listen.

While people think you have a dark side, you're still OK.

But soon the darkness falls.

It's very dark around here. You'd better stay away.

Go home now.

Is it Kafka's Castle?

You know Kafka! I'm impressed.

I read a lot.

You want to be a writer? - I'm married to one.

- Who is he? - Do you know Yukio Kikuchi?

"Love Shines on the World?"

He is a very pure man.

So pure I can't keep up with him.

My father was a very pure man too.

But a pure man's Castle isn't the way in.

The way in and out of love is elsewhere.

How interesting!

That's right, in the beginning it was Kafka.

Father gave me the book.

But it's not Kafka.

It was my father who told me about the Castle.

I don't know what to do now!

I think I'm going crazy...

You have to tell me what I'm supposed to do.

Please.

When I saw your face,

I knew you would be able to guide me.

I'm a street hooker! You know what that is?

Yes!

And I understand how you feel.

How about sex with me for 5,000 yen?

- Seriously?

You want to?

Yes. - You want to?

You want to? Come on, you want to?

You want sex?

I'm back!

Hello!

Shoji dropped by.

Oh! Long time no see!

I had a meeting nearby.

Really?

Well, your wife is still a beauty.

Stop it.

Should I make you something? - Nah, this is fine.

There's really no need. Have a seat. You look tired.

Lately she's been coming home early.

That case that is all over the news is hers.

I thought she'd be busier now.

But she's really getting a lot more done. - Stop it.

You make it sound as if I had been neglecting the household.

Oh!

I have a nice bottle of wine. You want some? - Great. I'd love to! - Alright.

- I can - It's ok.

I remember.

That time your husband was drunk,

we had sex on this table.

Sitting here turns me on.

What do you want here?

You know, for all I care, it can get out.

I'm self-employed.

Affairs with married women can't hurt me. But you

probably won't want to risk your marriage for this?

So stop giving yourself airs.

Stop it. Please, let go!

The hell with it! Today you're making a fuss.

Is the shameless animal within you on leave?

That's how it is, I guess.

Kiss me.

Let's drink!

You've already had a few. - Hey,

tell that story! - Which one?

Well, the one about that woman that stabbed herself to death on the street.

That was in the news.

She happened to be there. - Really?

Didn't you? You passed on her last words to her husband.

"I love you, forever",

she said.

When I heard that, I thought, human beings are mysterious.

Women are mysterious.

I don't know why she killed herself.

But it's fascinating, isn't it?

And what was it like?

What did she do?

She was very collected.

She told me she had a dress with her she had just bought.

Then suddenly she got out a knife and stabbed herself.

Passers-by screamed. She ran to her right away and held her.

Where are you right now, my sweet slave girl?

At work.

Since when does that matter?

Tell me.

That you want me, always.

Don't you?

Come on, say "Yes"!

Yes.

Good! Very nice.

Where are you at?

I'll come there and fuck you.

In Maruyama-cho.

Do you know where?

In that teardown house where the unidentified corpse was found.

What are you doing there!

Pervert!

You're such a pervert.

Yes.

Say: "I'm a pervert."

I'm a pervert.

Good.

And now masturbate.

Think of me while you're doing it.

Come quick. Please.

Easy.

Oh!

I did it.

I did it.

What do you mean?

Oh God! I'm sorry! My cell phone...

Can you get out my cell phone?

Break it.

I don't want him to see them. The texts and the calls.

- Call an ambulance! - Did you hear me?

I'm so stupid. I had so many affairs.

But I loved him.

I don't want him to find out.

Please! That's my greatest wish.

Help me!

Thank you.

I love you.

Forever.

Darling.

I wanted him to see me in this dress.

Who is "he"? - Didn't I tell you?

My husband.

Can I become a woman?

I want to

become a woman.

Hey!

Hang in there!

Take a good look.

Kill me.

Please!

Kill me.

Stop it. What are you doing? - Kill me.

Please.

Please! Kill me.

What are you talking about!

Yes, like that. Harder!

That's it. Harder!

Strangle me!

"On My Way Home."

A poem by Ryuichi Tamura.

I should never have learned words.

O for a world without words

Living in a world where meanings don't matter

how beautiful that would have been?

If beautiful words take revenge against you

It's none of my concern.

If quiet meanings make you bleed

It also is none of my concern.

The tears in your gentle eyes

The pain that drips from your silent tongue.

I'd simply gaze at them and walk away

If our world had no words.

In your tears

Is there as much meaning as in the core of a fruit?

In a drop of your blood

Is there a shimmering resonance of the evening glow of this world's sunset?

I should never have learned words.

Simply because I know Japanese

and bits of a foreign tongue

I stand still inside your tears.

I come back alone

Into your blood."

You've come, Izumi!

Oh, Mitsuko.

Hello...

Take it.

Okay...

What's your name?

My name is Izumi Kikuchi.

Mine's Mitsuko Ozawa. Nice to know you, Izumi.

Nice to meet you.

After each session, I roll up the carpet.

- Here. -Thank you.

Sit down.

Let's drink to sex!

Izumi.

Yes? - You want to work for Kaoru?

Don't you know him? The guy you were with.

I just had sex with him.

- For free? - Yes.

You can't do that! Make him pay if there's no love!

Visit me if you like.

At Toto University, building B.

LECTURE HALL 102 AT 4.00 PM

Such nice weather. - Yes.

My father used to sit here like this.

And he told me many stories.

- I... - You don't have to tell me anything yet.

I know you. I understand you.

Because you are me.

So I want you to know me better.

Because you have to know yourself better.

So you can protect yourself.

You don't know anything about yourself.

I guess not.

That's why you can't control yourself.

But words aren't going to help you understand.

It's like my lectures, the body doesn't absorb them.

But I thought you were fantastic.

Me?

Yes, the way you delivered the lecture...

Tell me what you learned.

See?

People say that this is an elite university.

But the students only understand half of what I say.

Lectures are just words, after all.

Real words have substance, each one of them.

They have body.

Put out your tongue!

Don't be shy.

This is a tongue.

It's wet with your saliva.

See, it's sticky.

A tongue. Saliva. Sticky.

See? Every word has flesh.

Like those breasts of yours.

Your thighs.

Every word has a meaning.

Do you know what I mean?

It's about body.

The word's meaning is its body.

Don't worry.

I'm sorry...

Do you remember my lecture?

I recited a Japanese poem.

"I should never have learned words.

Simply because I know Japanese and bits of a foreign tongue

I stand still inside your tears."

Do you understand?

Otherwise I wouldn't have

stood still inside your tears.

That means

if I didn't know the meaning of "tears",

they would just be water dropping from your eyes.

If they were just water dropping from eyes, no one would stand still.

But once you know the meaning of "tears",

you stand still.

Tears have a body as well,

Izumi.

I think I understand.

The words "love" and "guilt"

are spinning inside your head.

But neither "love" nor "guilt" have a body.

They are just fragments without meaning.

For now.

But the word "love" will soon have a body.

I'm sorry I'm crying.

Don't worry about him.

He knows my secret.

I gave him a student discount.

But don't worry.

When you have a secret, you're careful with the secrets of others.

Follow me, Izumi.

Yes, ma'am?

You want to do it? - I don't have much cash.

How much?

About 4,000 yen.

3,000 yen will do.

- You want to do him? - Eh?

Come with us.

Let's toast.

Cheers!

Cheers.

It's on me, earned with my body, Izumi.

Izumi?

There's a big question mark on your face.

"I don't understand. Explain it to me!", it says.

Izumi,

the reason is

the Castle.

Again, the Castle? - Yes, the Castle.

You can always ask. But my word wouldn't have

body right now, even if I wanted them to.

I can't provide you with a good lesson,

a good explanation. That's why

I showed you

with my body instead.

Mitsuko! - What?

Mitsuko! - What?

I think I'm going insane.

It's as If I was wandering ever further away.

My old self has disappeared.

I don't know...

I don't know what to do!

Your words are still lacking a body.

That's why you're confused.

Soon, when you're more experienced,

your words will turn into bodies, just like that.

Just wait!

I know there are many things you want to say. Yes?

Didn't I tell you?

I understand you very well.

Let's start making words out of it!

But our code word is Castle, yes?

Yes!

Good answer!

Let me show you

what I become at night.

Where's Shinsuke?

Where has he gone?

He's dead.

What?

He's dead?

Not much I can do about it.

Shinsuke...

Where has he gone?

Shinsuke's dead.

Really?

Well, that's that.

Come on, let's go.

- Izumi. - Yes.

Stay back,

otherwise men can't approach me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

When I hook up,

I'll go to the empty apartments.

Come to apartment 101. Watch us quietly.

It won't take long.

Is that her?

- She's old...! - Idiot, trust me. She's incredible.

Here I am again.

Hey, what do you think of her?

She's my apprentice. Same price!

- OK. - No!

- I'll have her! -Stop it!

Let go of me!

- Accept him! - Open up!

Accept him, Izumi!

Here.

This is not enough.

You had the two of us.

You fucked her too.

Give us a discount.

Bullshit!

You're cheap for a company executive!

What did you say, you whore?

What did you call me?

What?

Pay me now!

Take it.

Pick the money up.

NOW!

You missed one.

All this! You earned all of it with your body!

Get it together!

Now the words "Izumi Kikuchi"

have conceived a meaning!

Don't cry!

Sorry.

You...

Make sure you fall all the way.

Down to my depth!

Understand?

Yes.

The night's young. We have time.

Let's go get our next customer.

I'm sorry, but I can't do it.

Do what?

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry...

Stop crying.

I'm sorry.

That's enough!

This 5,000 yen...

...has value.

You feel guilty for cheating on your husband.

Every night, you tell yourself that you only love your husband.

Have sex with men and make them pay for it.

Nothing's free. They had a good time.

It doesn't matter how much they pay.

It's the vain delusion of a rotten whore

to measure her value in terms of what a man pays her.

When you fuck a man you don't love, it has to be for money.

Yes!

The 5, 000 yen became symbolic for me.

With a little courage

I could throw myself at him,

as he walked in the door.

Hi, honey. - I'm home. Izumi, you look pale.

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

- Are you sure? - I feel fine.

I love you.

I was unable to respond.

Something has changed, and I feel it.

Words are invalid, meaningless. I was just desperate.

I had an insatiable craving for my husband.

I couldn't help myself.

But once again, I didn't do it tonight.

We slept peacefully together as usual.

- Off I go. - Have a nice day.

In the morning, I saw him off.

As usual I hoped to send him off with a deep kiss.

- Off I go. - Have a nice day.

- Off I go. - Have a nice day.

But it was all in my head.

Hi, there! Have some delicious sausages!

Try some!

- Hello, there! I have delicious sausages! - Hi!

How's it going?

I'm fine.

You know...I want to eat later.

Really? For how much?

I'm not talking about the sausages.

I know that. But neither I nor the sausages are free. Pay me!

- What do you mean? - You have to buy me.

You're weird.

Hello, there! Try some big sausages!

Hello.

It's me.

Can we talk now?

Can you do a job for us?

Yes!

Thank you for today!

Likewise...Here!

Hey!

Thank you for today!

You were amazing back there.

If you have some spare time,

why don't we go to a hotel like before...

- For how much? - What?

How much will you pay me?

But this isn't that kind of a deal...

What is it then?

I just did it for money.

So if I do it again, I'll have to be paid.

Why should I pay you?

You should pay me for my body!

Oh, I see. You came after me to offer yourself for free?

That's right!

If I were a man, I'd pay a desirable woman for sex.

Thank you for today!

It's just like Mitsuko said.

When you have sex for money,

everything suddenly comes into focus.

Waiting for somebody?

- No. - Come with me then.

For sex?

You want sex?

OK, let's go.

You waste no time! Let's go then.

- How much you got? - Money? You're a hooker! Shit!

Men come to me for sex.

Strangely enough, men value women who fuck for free.

They look down on women who ask for money.

- Are you a hooker? - Yes!

- You're pretty straight-forward. - Yes!

- How much? - You name the price. I'll be yours.

- How about 10,000 yen? - Certainly.

Lucky me!

This is the last entry of my journal.

It's now complete.

I've been set free.

It's been a while.

I knew you'd come.

You look good. Things must be going well.

Yes.

Walk with me.

I texted somebody just a while ago.

It's somebody you met once.

Who is it?

You'll see.

It's been a while.

I work for his agency every Monday,

Thursday and Friday. And I thought,

you should work for him too.

If you agreed to work for me,

- I'd be so happy. - Come to my place for tea.

Come in.

I'm home!

Hello, dear.

That's my mother.

I'm not dressed appropriately...

Never mind that.

Mother knows all about me.

How's the sex trade going?

- It's rather good, thank you. - I see.

Now that this young lady's agreed to work for us,

- I'm very happy. - Oh, is that right?

Have you worked as a prostitute before?

Pardon me?

She has a lot to learn. - Oh!

You're still well-mannered and refined,

but you'll lose that and become shameless.

My daughter here's just like her sleazy father.

She was born indecent.

She's right. Father and I were alike.

My side of the family

is well-bred and cultured.

I made a mistake

and married her sleazy father. I was young and naive.

Of course, my parents objected.

They insisted that her father wasn't in our class.

Now I know they were right. But back then I was young.

I rebelled. So my family adopted him.

But he never quite adapted to my family's ways.

He and Mitsuko found solace in each other.

This girl's imperfections were inherent.

She picked them up from her father.

They are similarly stupid and vulgar.

His abominable character runs in her blood.

Fortunately, the man died 10 years ago.

She was so sad when he died.

She cried and cried.

She's pulled herself together now. Since she became a prostitute.

She's a degenerate.

Now that she's depraved, she can relax.

You'd better watch out.

You're not a degenerate yet.

You must have been so confused to associate with this filthy creature.

I hope you realize this soon.

Hurry up and die, you old hag.

Why don't you die instead, dear?

Right?

Maybe I can kill you both!

Just kidding.

Isn't this funny? They're hilarious.

Kill us both if you will.

Do us a favor and stop our cursed lineage with her.

Then this family will be spared from further disgrace.

Kaoru,

The other day a John looked like my father. - So? - Yes.

He was his age and a real gentleman.

If only we could have met under different circumstances, I thought.

Later when he paid, I thought: Like father he could

You whore!

Dirty bitch.

I'll kill you.

But Miss Ozawa!

Just die already, together with that man!

Yes! I should have done that.

Die!

I should have died with him.

Izumi, let's go.

But

These seven women have been missing in the city for 10 days.

Maybe your female intuition can help us with this one?

Was that sexual harassment?

Call girls work under a false name and a false profile.

Finding their agency isn't easy.

You're quite an expert.

Imagine that, if they were all call girls.

Housewife and secretary during the day,

call girls at night.

What would you say, if I was a call girl as well, Kimura?

You?

Never.

Nothing is impossible with women.

You'll never understand this case with that attitude.

Supposedly there are 100 agencies just around here.

But since it's not a registered trade, there's no data.

The same goes for the call girls.

Maybe 500 to 1000?

The agencies are in apartments with one or more rooms.

Excuse me.

West-Shibuya Police Department.

Yes?

Excuse me, we're looking for missing persons.

We'd like to pass around

a few pictures.

Can we? - Alright. But hurry up.

- I don't know them. - You don't know them, do you?

We don't tell each other a lot.

- West Shibuya Police Department. - Police? - Yes.

We're looking for missing persons.

Excuse me! Excuse me!

West Shibuya Police Department.

We're looking for missing persons.

We'd like to show you pictures of a few women.

Excuse me.

West Shibuya Police Department.

We'd like to ask for your help.

Could you take a look at these photos?

This girl was here yesterday.

- Yes? - I don't know.

Are there many cases like this? - Not really.

- And? - Nobody knows anything.

Enchantress Club

West Shibuya Police Department.

I'm sorry to bother you. We're looking for missing persons.

Could you take a look at a few photos?

Would that be alright?

That's me. The little enchantress. - We frown upon that.

Once a policeman wanted to see the girls.

They didn't like that. Five of them quit. It's bad for business.

Well, that

Could we show the girls a couple of photos?

It'd be great if we could talk to the girls directly.

We really can't let you.

But as far as the photos are concerned...

There you go!

Is this about that case? Is the victim a call girl?

- Who knows! - Again?

- Just take a look. - There are more this time.

- These are the same. - She's so ugly!

You can't recognize them without makeup. We always wear makeup.

Isn't that this girl?

- I really can't say anything. - Come on, tell us!

- Excuse me. - I know her.

Excuse me!

- Which one do you recognize? - This one!

- Bring her back. - I have to answer that. Excuse me.

Hello?

I understand.

Miss Yoshida! Miss Yoshida!

What's the matter?

Boss, the body has been identified.

ENCHANTRESS CLUB

Enchantress Club! Hello, sir! Oh, Thank you!

You enjoyed our girl? It's an honor to have served you! Thank you!

Come in.

- Good evening. - Hello, I'm Okubo.

She's Yoko. Yoko is OK, right?

Yoko, is it? I see. The work's easy.

You wait here together.

A patron will call

and give his preferences. Slim, plump, whatever he's into.

Then I'll pick the appropriate girl.

I'll call out and you'll say...

Here!

Then you go to the address I give you. You're paid up front.

If the patron says "Change", you're not his type. Come right back here.

Please don't make a scene. That'll hurt our reputation.

Like a certain someone did. - Yes, a certain someone.

If he likes you, get the cash and it's business.

When you're done, you come back and give me 20% of your takings. That's it.

Easy, right?

Hello, Enchantress Club.

- I'm home! - Hey.

- I have to go, it's late. - Okay.

She's Yoko, a new girl.

Welcome aboard.

You can have this. It doesn't suit me.

It's good on you.

And the sunglasses you left at the hotel the other day.

Sit down.

Mitsuko, what should I do?

Just relax.

Thank you! Have fun! Thanks!

- We're leaving now.

See you.

Don't worry.

You'll be popular for sure.

Yoko.

Such a nice name.

Enchantress Club!

Oh, yes, sir!

Mitsuko, you're up.

Bye.

Yes. She'll be there in 5 minutes. Yes.

Yes, thank you! - Off I go! - See you!

There goes the weirdo!

It's a new patron.

So I sent Mitsuko to trick him. If he wants another girl, I'll send you.

What?

We send less popular girls to new clients. If they want a change,

we recommend the VIP Course.

The VIP Course!

He'll have to pay 30,000 yen more,

but he's convinced that it's a better deal.

A sure deal.

That's what I keep Mitsuko for.

She's strange. She'll start eating on the bed in front of the client!

Men like pretty, normal girls like you.

- You're smart. - That's right!

Get ready, Yoko.

You'll look good in red.

Yes, red it is!

Just like I told you.

Ding-dong.

Sex! Let's do it.

You? Why are you here?

You're my regular at the rundown apartment!

I'm sorry, but I want a change.

I said change!

Just like I told you. See? Everything is right here.

This is it!

Hello! Enchantress Club!

Yes!

You asked for a slim beauty, didn't you?

Oh, so she's not your type? How about our 100 % VIP Course?

- Yes! Satisfaction guaranteed... - Let's go.

Guaranteed by the Enchantress Club.

Go home.

Let's have sex!

Stop it! - Come on, let's have sex.

You know I'm really good.

You know I am! I'm good!

Hello! I'm from Enchantress Club.

Sorry about the inconvenience.

Mitsuko, get up.

We did it already.

This drunk woman raped me.

- I won't leave until you pay me. - Get off me, you cunt.

I said, get off me!

Get your dirty hands off me!

You whore.

Get up.

She's just started with us today.

We won't charge you for her.

I'll sit right here and watch Yoko have sex.

- Mitsuko... - Go ahead!

They're funny.

Whatever.

Enjoy.

You're horny, aren't you?

You are horny. Here you are...

Good.

How's this?

You like this, huh?

Is this good?

I'm asking you!

You nympho!

Do you like having me inside you?

Bitch!

You bitch!

Do you know who I am?

Roll your hips!

You know who I am?

Who cares!

So, how do you like this bitch?

Izumi...?

Mitsuko, watch.

I'm fucking my own husband now.

Izumi, what are you doing?

Get off me.

Stop it! Stop!

Didn't I tell you? If you fuck a man you don't love,

make him pay!

So, will you ask him for money?

Yes, I will. - Izumi.

With that, love ends. - Yes! I will!

Izumi!

What are you doing here?

Pay me!

Hand over the money.

Izumi.

The money!

The money!

What are you waiting for?

Now get out of here.

Out!

Let's go.

That was exciting!

How did you like it?

Come on, tell me.

- Hey! - What?

How many times did you fuck him?

Many, many, many times.

Was he good?

What? I'm not in love with him. That asshole.

He's my husband!

You!

It's too late to start making a fuss!

How many times did you fuck my husband?

- This is funny. - What would make you happy?

100 times?

Then I'll fuck him once more.

Great, I love this.

Open the door!

Hey, open up!

Can we fuck once more?

Hey!

Let's have sex again!

I'm calling the police!

Your wife's here!

Your prostitute wife!

There goes your reputation!

What do you want now?

Are you going to watch?

I'll show you what he likes.

Oh...that's good.

You think you can write another good novel again?

Yes.

Yes, I think I can...I can...

He'll write again.

It's always like this.

I strangle him when I fuck him,

and he says he'll write a good novel.

So...you knew when you

Of course I did.

You useless moron!

You thought I was guiding you out of kindness?

You moron!

Long before you married him,

I was throttling him

and fucking him!

I was helping him with his writing!

I'm coming!

Coming!

Izumi...

Let's go to the ruins.

She has always been terribly indecent.

Don't be trapped by the obscenity of sex, dear.

For a long time she has given into sex.

So I cut off her indecent parts

and I contained them for her.

Mister Kimura!

Please come here!

Ma'am...

I know you aren't strong enough to do this.

Mister Kimura, this way!

Father?

Yes?

I love you, Father.

Don't.

Why not...Father?

For a long time,

I've been aware that she was a prostitute.

How despicable...

All evil comes from that man!

It's not from my side of family. Oh, no!

She couldn't resist his indecent blood.

So she had to go after men every night.

It's horrendous!

I couldn't help myself.

I had to follow her.

I hid and watched her.

In that horrifying ruin of an apartment,

she did all those revolting deeds...!

Why?

Tell me!

Father!

What are you talking about, Mitsuko?

Father told me that it shouldn't happen.

He handed me this book and told me.

Everybody's just going around the Castle.

- Nobody ever gets inside. - Father.

For you, that's what I am. I'm your Castle.

I never...

...thought of him... as my father.

He was a man to me.

I didn't know what Castle meant,

but I knew it was difficult to find my way to Father.

I finally realized when I started this job.

That I had to find... and reach the Castle.

But...I know I can't get to it.

But I also can't Ignore it.

The Castle...

...has a hold of me.

And it'll never let me go,

and that's why...

...I can never stop looking

for the Castle's entrance.

Until I die.

Until...

...somebody...

...ends my life for me.

I can never stop.

When you die, will you find the Castle?

I don't know...

But...

...it's got to be better...

You're a pitiful woman.

I'm not the only pathetic one!

Me?

I'm not pathetic.

I want to kill you.

Really!

Yes. You make me want to kill you!

You want to die?

Then stab me with this knife.

I know you're looking for the Castle too.

Stab me now! I know you want to!

Don't be ridiculous.

I know what you want.

I can help you end your pain.

- What? - End the pain!

What are you saying? - End it! - What?

- No more pain! - Stop it! - No more pain! No more pain!

- Stop it! - What are they doing anyway?

- No more pain! - Stop it! - No more pain!

- No more pain! No more pain! - Stop it! Stop it!

- No more pain! - Stop it!

I asked to have her indecent parts cut off.

And I brought them home.

To seal off all the bad seeds.

So you did not kill Mitsuko.

- Who did it? - Oh, I got all the help I needed.

Yes, the family is now back to what it was before.

Who did it?

Detective, I need you!

Stop it! Stop...

I have to step in.

Izumi, this is all wrong.

You have to strangle her.

Come on, now.

Izumi... She's right!

Come on, do it!

That's right, dear.

Strangle her for her own good.

Young man!

- Yes. - Hold this woman's arms

so she won't fight.

Now! - Yes.

I said now, you punk! - Yes!

- Now what? - As you can tell. Right, cunt?

End this cunt's pain.

Strangle her, damn it!

Izumi!

Mitsuko!

Come on!

Come on!

There.

- Harder. - Tighter!

- Harder! - Come on, harder!

Strangle me.

Come on!

Harder!

Strangle harder!

Tighter!

Harder!

END OF STORY

What's going on? - Get an ambulance!

When did your wife disappear?

Well...

Just a while ago, I guess.

But that happens all the time.

My wife is a bit eccentric.

How shall I put it?

A hippie?

A free thinker, if you will.

Sometimes she leaves town at a moment's notice.

Can't be helped!

But if word got out, the media would...

She'll probably be back soon. Please don't make a fuss.

Prostitution?

You don't say! Under the name Yoko?

I can't imagine that.

This is not a mix-up?

Prostitution!

This is not a soap opera, after all! - Let's go.

- Thank you for your help. - We're done?

Well then...

Well, thank you!

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Hi, handsome.

Looking for some fun?

How about a threesome? - Looking for some fun?

Oh, good evening! Do you have time?

Looking for some fun?

Hello! Don't you want any fun?

Hey, take it off! Hey, take it off!

Take it off! Peek-a-boo! My God!

"I should never have learned words..."

What's that?

That's stupid.

It's a poem.

A poem?

You mean, like...poetry?

The Castle.

You're a strange one. Fuck that.

Fuck the crappy poem.

What did you say?

What did you just say?

A crappy poem.

Crappy poem?

I called it crappy because it is.

You're a piece of crap!

Say that again! I'm your customer!

"I should never have learned words.

Simply because I know Japanese

and bits of a foreign tongue

I stand still inside your tears."

"I should never have learned words.

Simply because I know Japanese and bits of a foreign tongue

I stand still inside your tears."

"I should never have learned words.

Simply because I know Japanese

and bits of a foreign tongue

I stand still inside your tears."

How about a fuck, mister? For a super discount! I'm good.

Look at my big soft tits! Let's have some fun!

Come on! I'm good and very cheap! How about it?

You want some fun? I'm cheap!

How about 5,000 yen?

No, 3000. No, 1000! How about it?

He, you fucking bitch! 1000 Yen?

- Stop acting crazy. - I don't understand English!

1000 Yen! How about it? - It's her!

You again! I'll take you both. - Come with us.

You're in a rush! Let's go to a hotel. - Shut the fuck up!

Do you understand?

Say something, whore!

Hey! Say you're sorry!

I'd simply gaze at them and walk away

If our world had no words.

In your tears is there as much meaning as in the core of a fruit?

In a drop of your blood

is there a shimmering resonance of the evening glow of this world's sunset?

I should never have learned words.

Simply because I know Japanese

and bits of a foreign tongue

I stand still inside your tears.

And?

Are you going to close the case?

Well...

It would be your duty.

Somehow

I didn't want to solve this case.

You're speaking in past tense!

It doesn't matter.

It's ringing.

I don't care. Not at this hour.

Come on, answer it!

You're a police officer!

What if it's important?

So what.

The garbage, the garbage!

They're already here!

They're driving off.

Hey! Wait!

Okay!

Shit.

Okay!

Where are you?

I don't know.