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So what did you want to see
Matsunosuke for, anyway?

I just wanted to meet him.

Really?

What's so unusual about a rich guy
having a kid with a mistress?

I heard the baby was a boy, so...

So what?

So I thought he must be healthy and strong.

The kind of son I wish I'd been born as.

He wouldn't worry everyone
by nearly dying like I do.

Everyone would be so much happier
if our births had been swapped.

That thought made it
impossible to forget him.

SHABAKE

OPPORTUNITY

This is a dream. It must be.

Is it all right for me to eat this?

Um, who might you be?

A luxurious kimono.

Wait, could he be...

the little brother I've never met?

Hold on—

What's his problem?

That screaming must have
triggered a nightmare.

Okane, what's the matter?

What the...

What's all the ruckus?

More slaughtered cats.

Two, this time. I think.

What a mess. This is even more gruesome
than what they did to Otama.

Hey, a handkerchief
with a pine-needle print.

Isn't this yours?

AZUMA

How do you explain this?

Why were the murdered cats
tied up using your handkerchief?

Damn, it's too early for this racket.

Shape up, Yokichi!
Have you forgotten Otama was killed, too?

You're the cat-killer, aren't you?

No, I—

You're fit to burst with frustration,

and you're taking it out on cats and dogs.

You want more food. You want to get ahead.
Well, you can't fool me.

Have some shame.

The way things are going,
everyone will think I'm the killer.

Why don't you say something? Speak up!

Mom, rushing to conclusions like that
isn't fair to Matsunosuke.

Isn't that right, Matsunosuke?

Omichi! Why would you shield this boy?

I don't know about the cats killed
this morning. I was asleep.

But I think it's safe to assume
one person is doing all of the cat-killing.

The method's similar, and there can't
be that many crazies running around.

I played with Otama in the fourth watch
of the morning the day she was killed.

You remember that, right, Mom?

Are you sure?

Oh, come on. It was the day I messed up
trying to put that padded red collar on her.

Oh.

I think there was half a watch between
when I last saw Otama and when she was killed.

That's a busy time in the shop.

And Matsunosuke was here working, wasn't he?

Yes, he was!

I remember it was a busy day,
and the two of us were manning the shop.

You see? Matsunosuke had
no time to kill Otama.

He didn't do it.

Someone else must've
killed these cats, too.

Besides, you see handkerchiefs
with pine-needle designs all over the place.

Well, with that sorted out,
this conversation is over.

Start getting ready to open the shop.

Do something about the dead cats first.

Cranky old hag.

Say, Matsunosuke.

Wasn't it something the way
Miss Omichi explained it all earlier?

Is it me, or has she been
awfully nice to you lately?

She's been in a good mood since she saw
that play at the Nakamuraza last month.

You know that.

It's been nearly two months since then.

I doubt that's the only reason
for her good mood.

Maybe she's got a thing for you?

Surely not.

Still, you'd better tread carefully.

Yokichi glares daggers at you
whenever you talk with the young miss.

And who knows what
he'll make of this business?

He should worry about himself before
he bothers with his sister, if you ask me.

The mistress and master spoil him so badly,
he's got no head for business.

Yet he still comes down hard on everyone.

Who knows what'll become of the Azumaya
when Yokichi takes over?

You said it.

And if Matsunosuke ever
does marry the young miss,

Yokichi might be forced
into early retirement.

Yokichi?

Yokichi has been keeping
a close eye on me ever since then.

I wish he'd put more effort
into his own work while he's at it.

Shut up!

Hey. Is somebody—

Yokichi!

Head Clerk?

He didn't...

No, he hasn't been stabbed.

Sir, what happened here?

Please, at least drop that cleaver.

Sir, can you hear me?!

Help!

He'll kill me!

I'm gonna die!

Head Clerk! Wait a moment!

M-Murderer!

Hold it!

Murderer!

Drop that knife!

Stop!

I'm pretty sure the head clerk
only killed a cat or something.

A cat?

That's where this blood is from?

What a freak. Did he make
a stew from it, or what?

AZUMA

Now, now.

Tokujiro, what possessed you
to kill those cats and dogs?

Tokujiro?

Dad, you've gotta be more forceful.

I went to the trouble of
catching the dog-and-cat-killer,

yet he might never talk
if you go this easy on him.

If you can't answer your employer's questions,
you will be leaving our shop today.

How can we stay in business if the neighbors
learn our head clerk kills cats?

That means they won't turn him over
to the thief-takers if he leaves quietly.

He's kept this place going for years.

The decent thing would be
to send him away with a full purse.

But they've got a mind
to drive him out empty-handed.

Whatever he's done, that's going too far.

Mom, hasn't Tokujiro
always been a good worker?

Give him a pass just this once.

- Excuse me?!
- Omichi, what are you saying?

Tokujiro murdered Otama!

I know you have a kind heart,
but keep your mouth shut this time.

This is not for children to decide.

And you'll get wrinkles around your mouth
if you don't stop nagging all the time.

Omichi!

Tokujiro, you won't give us
any more frights, will you?

Isn't that right?

Please forgive me.

I've been anxious.

I tried to control it, but it got so bad,
I couldn't breathe easy while awake or asleep.

So I ended up taking it out
on small animals.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Anxious?

You're of age now, miss.
And lately, I've been hearing rumors

that you will take a husband
and inherit the Azumaya.

What?! Who's been spreading that nonsense?!

The master gives me a good deal of work now,
but if he gains a capable son-in-law,

he'll have no more need of me.

I'm no longer young, and I've lived
for this work, so I know no other trade.

I can't imagine what I'll do with myself.

What nonsense you've filled your head with.

My brother will inherit the Azumaya.

I intend to marry into another family.

Anyway, Dad, you'll be in the worst fix
if Tokujiro quits now.

Would you really want him gone tomorrow?

Omichi, you can't expect us
to keep this lunatic—

Quiet, Yokichi. I'm asking Dad.

Omichi has a point.

Why not leave it be?

Thank you, sir!

Thank you so much.

Thank you!

Would you dispose of this for me?

What is it?

Rat poison from Iwami Ginzan.

I started out mixing it into food
and feeding it to cats and dogs.

What horrible things I've done.

And this is enough poison
to kill a bunch of people.

I'm sure you'll know how
to dispose of it safely.

I'm truly sorry.

You wouldn't mistreat an employee,
even if you did marry the young miss.

I knew that perfectly well.

But the young miss has a will of her own.

She judges people by their station
and what's in their wallets.

I thought the same.

But look how kind she's been to you lately.

She used to say she'd take a husband
and inherit the business herself.

Now she says she'll marry elsewhere.

Perhaps she's found a fellow she fancies.

I owe you my position.

You have it all wrong, sir.

That just can't be.

Still...

I don't mind her being nice to me.

Maybe I'll visit the bathhouse.

Oh, right.

What's this?

A glass whistle?

It'll find its owner if I take it
to the palanquin bearers in Nihonbashi.

I'll swing by before the gates close—

Why did you stand up for Tokujiro?

What did I tell you, Mom?

If you want to get rid of Tokujiro,
just kill a cat and blame it on him.

You never know. He might not be able
to stop himself from killing more.

More importantly, Matsunosuke sees me
as a kindhearted young lady now.

It went perfectly. Just what I needed.

You don't mean you shielded Tokujiro
to win over Matsunosuke?

Do you honestly have feelings for that boy?

Really, Mom! Do you even hear yourself?

As if I'd ever have anything
to do with a hired man.

Mom, do you remember the play
we went to last month?

Well, of course I do.

What fun it was.
I've always been a fan of Sojuro.

The play didn't impress me half as much
as the hustle and bustle at Nihonbashi

when my aunt took me to see it.

Only the biggest shops were there.

And even among them,
the Nagasakiya stood out.

It was easily the biggest shop,
and the best built, too.

The Nagasakiya? The business
run by Matsunosuke's real father?

But surely Matsunosuke has nothing
to do with that family now?

He'll never inherit the Nagasakiya.

I know that. His mother was only a mistress.

But the Nagasakiya's owner has a son
who's two years older than me.

He's called Ichitaro,
and rumor has it he's handsome.

First, I'll get Matsunosuke in my debt.

Then, if I write to
the Nagasakiya's young master

as the daughter of
his only brother's employer,

I can at least make his acquaintance.

You're unbelievable.

If I have to marry, it might
as well be into a big business.

Matsunosuke is sure to sing my praises
if he sees the Nagasakiya's young master.

There's nothing unusual about an owner's family
making life hard for a hired man.

If it was just misery day in, day out,
I could have taken it.

But the way the young miss does things...

Will I be stuck in this shop
for the rest of my life?

It'll be another 30 years
before I'm the head clerk's age.

Can I hold out for such a long time?

The young miss will write to the Nagasakiya.

To the young master she's never met.

Using me as a pretext to win him over.

I can't let a woman like her
get to the Nagasakiya because of me.

I could put it in the well.

In the damp bottom of the bucket
for drawing water.

Okane will use it to fill
the water jar in the morning.

Once boiled, the water will make tea
for the master and his family.

It's strange.

Who knew I was capable of this?

It's so...

beautiful.

Well, I'll be.

I have an errand to run today.

May I please take some time off?

What errand?

Just taking something to Nihonbashi.

Oh, Nihonbashi?

I don't see why not.

Omichi.

Well, all right.

Not you, too.

Thank you very much.

TRANSLATION: WILLIAM VARTERESIAN