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Hop, hop, jump.

Good.

Good.

Very good.

Mom...

Yes, futaba?

When I grow up, I'm going to marry you.

How nice.

But difficult.

Women can't marry each other.

That and you can't marry your own mother.

Then I'll open a restaurant with you.

I want to be with you forever.

That's so sweet.

Me too!

Then we'll all do it together.

Yay!

I'm a good cook.

Promise?

Yes, promise.

We'll pinky promise.

Hey!

Dad!

Let's go home.

We'll always be together, right?

What? Yeah... always.

I love you!

I love you, mom.

I love you all.

I love you all very, very much.

Come on. Let's go home.

That was years ago.

Soon after that, my husband died in an accident.

"12 years later”

Tea.

Good morning.

My older daughter is on her own now.

I live with my younger daughter.

12 years as a single mother.

Life would be peachy if we were a happy family

with both parents but...

Wake up.

Come on. Wake up!

Don't make me do this every day.

Shut it off!

Wake up! Futaba!

Now!

Unbelievable.

Wake up. You're almost in high school.

You're not getting up, huh? Alright then.

Wake up. Wake up.

Good morning.

Good morning?

What? What did you say?

Ignored.

Your bento lunch.

No thank you?

Unbelievable.

_ "ogre" - no sign of gratitude.

"Don't come into my room"

I wouldn't have to if you'd get up.

You can talk, can't you?

"Drive me to school"

it's only a 30-minute walk.

"Drive"

"me to school"

no.

It's gonna rain

it won't rain.

Rain

no rain

rain

no rain

rain

no rain

give me a break.

Chief itsumi, these are baked.

Start boxing them.

Okay.

Mom, which is better for the cake? Passion fruit or lemon?

Call me deputy chief.

There's only 3 of us.

It's what Mr. itsumi wants.

Okay.

- Strawberries. - So cute.

- This is too. - Mad cute.

Totally.

What do you think?

I'm too old for cute things.

You're so cool.

- Hello. - Hello.

I'm off to work. Dinner's already prepared.

Put your bento box in the sink. Don't forget.

And print out the sheets.

Annoying.

This one's cute.

What did you say?

I like it.

I'm your mother.

Futaba...

Answer me!

Stop!

Stop!

- Hello. - Hello.

Stop!

The rebellious phase.

Definitely rebellious.

She won't look at me, listen to me

or talk to me.

"3 wise monkeys"

it could be worse.

My daughter used to punch the walls.

- Empty. - She was wild.

But she got over it.

Every kid goes through it.

If anything happens to her, I'd blame myself for being a single mother.

Get a drink.

I'm working.

Just one drink.

I suppose.

That was quick.

Rebellious stage.

"A period during a child's development marked by rebellious behavior."

"Adolescents rebel to assert their independence."

She talks when she's asleep.

What do you think?

I'm too old for cute things.

You're so cool.

"Day of high school entrance ceremony"4

cut the carrot.

Mix red shiso in potatoes.

Spread plum paste on pork.

Done. I'm finished.

You forgot this.

Lunch.

Futaba!

If you keep up that attitude

I'll do things to annoy you.

Until you change your attitude.

Congrats on entering high school.

Huh?

Congratulations on entering high school.

We welcome you to our school.

What are your dreams?

What do you want to do in the future?

Your experiences in high school will give you a chance to...

It's almost time.

New school, old friends.

Yeah.

I'm starving.

Five seconds to go.

What's this?

What's that?!

What?

Little red riding hood?

A sweet fairy tale in a box.

Adorable!

My mom made one like this when I was in nursery school.

Where's the cool futaba?

This is what she meant?

Annoying, aren't I?

Did you say something?

No.

Hachijo island.

Officially called hachijo-machi, it is our home and a part of Tokyo.

Population of around 7,500.

287 km south of Tokyo.

55 minutes by air, 10 hours by sea.

Made up of 2 volcanoes

the island is 14 km in length and 7.5 km in width.

More or less like the yamanote line circle

it's Tokyo but not like Tokyo.

No trains.

No convenience stores.

No universities.

- "Nazumado, diving site" - But it's a beautiful island.

- "Unicorn leatherjacket" - The blue ocean.

"Green sea turtle"

"fureai-bokujo farm"

rich nature.

"Hachijo drummers"

"fishermen" kind people.

"Kashitate dancers"

- "pygmy date palm growers" - The islanders love to say hello.

"Greetings"

"gyosan beach sandals” - and our famous beach sandals called gyosan.

Slip resistant and comfortable.

This year's color is pink!

Enough.

This island is the setting

for the 3-year battle between my high school daughter and me.

"Annoying bento without honor"

you're overdoing it.

Yes, perhaps.

"Bento harassment"

Hi.

Hey, what was this?

Bento lunch.

It was embarrassing.

She talked.

She finished it.

"Isn't it wild?"

Finished.

Hi, I'm sugi.

This is how she started making annoying bento lunches.

Isn't it wild?

"Home ec" - what's this?

It's sugi.

Isn't it wild?

Why sugi? But it's awesome.

She's not gonna stop?

It's not easy coming up with ideas for "character bento."

With a hangover...

I feel sick.

I can't think.

I want something light.

Light food...

Light...

- What's that? - "Ochazuke."

Rice soup seasoning.

Annoying.

When working an extra job...

I need more glue. I have to go buy some.

Yes!

- What's that? - Glue?

A bottle of glue.

So annoying.

When overcome with sleepiness...

Ideas...

I don't know what to make next.

It's starting to piss me off.

I know...

What's that?

- Sadako? - Yeah!

- From "the ring." - Wow.

Your mom must be pissed off.

Don't eat it.

Yeah, leave it.

That would mean defeat.

Tatsuo!

Hi.

Let me see.

Okay.

Wow.

Look at the time.

Futaba! Wake up! It's 7:30.

Oh no... I forgot.

Hi, mom.

Can I have something to eat?

Sure.

Thanks.

Good morning.

Chop the onion and add soy sauce.

A traditional Japanese breakfast.

You're so chatty.

You say what's on your mind.

But futaba keeps to herself.

The rebellious stage. She'll get over it.

You haven't yet.

That's why I moved out.

So you're still making annoying bento. 3 months already?

I'm running out of ideas.

Any suggestions?

- Sure. - What?

How about a message?

A message...

Do the dishes!

It's a message.

You should do the dishes.

Did you hear that?

You better do the dishes.

Leave me alone.

Futaba, you should do the dishes.

Okay.

Thank you for the meal.

I wanted to show off my "chara-Ben," short for "character bento"

so I started a blog. It's getting quite popular.

"Readers"

I'm yoshio kojima.

This is Tokyo. But so is hachijo island. Oops!

Let me introduce a future avid reader.

Here he is!

Dad, I have to pee.

You can go by yourself.

I'm scared of ghosts.

Okay... just a second.

Okay, okay.

Kazu's bento has a face. It looks really yummy.

Does it? I see.

Miki's sandwich is smiling.

Sorry I only make meatballs and dumplings.

I like your bento too. Sorry.

That was a loud fart.

It was you.

You got me.

"Kentaro, age 5"

"Chara-Ben"

"bento harassment blog"

What's this?

Hello.

Hello.

Where's futaba?

She went home.

What about practice?

She quit the club.

- We have to go. - Goodbye.

Let's go.

Where were you?

You quit the club.

You can quit if you want. But what's going on?

What do you want to do?

It's no use telling you.

Drop the attitude.

What's no use? You're not even trying.

Poem?

"Alone in the universe"

You dropped this.

Did you see it?

See what?

The unemotional futaba writes poetry?

I used to at her age.

I remember those days. I cringe even thinking about it.

I'd die if someone read them.

Like being naked in public.

You sound so old.

Because I am.

Maybe she's worried about something more serious.

Something dark.

You worry too much.

I know.

Say something.

I recently started reading your blog.

May I copy your bento?

I'm a bad cook and a single father.

Oh...

Thank you for reading my blog.

No problem. Please go ahead.

Great.

Not bad for my first try.

Look at the time.

No side dish!

Uh-oh...

Let's eat.

Yuck!

Is that a zombie?

A complete failure.

Will you teach me how to make chara-Ben?

This is me and my son.

Sure.

Thank you.

I appreciate it.

Let's start with an easy one.

First, a basic side dish. Octopus sausages.

Cut the sausage diagonally in half. Make 4 slices for the legs.

Cook and the legs will curl.

Use ingredients of different colors for a nutritionally-balanced meal.

For the eyes, cut cheese with a straw.

Eat the leftover cheese so it's not wasted.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

See you later,

kentaro. Enjoy your bento.

Thanks.

Let's eat.

Wow.

Octopus like mine.

Wow!

Octopus sausages?

So simple.

Maybe it's a trick.

Yeah. Try one.

It's just sausage.

Why?

Maybe she quit.

She doesn't know what you're thinking.

You're a mystery to us too.

Look at this.

She's teaching a single father.

He seems hot.

A single father and a single mother.

It sounds promising.

Hey, what's up?

We're eating lunch.

Another chara-Ben?

It looks different today.

There's a good reason.

Don't listen to her.

Your mom loves you so much.

My mom never makes me bento.

But I don't mind as long as I can play the drum.

Thanks.

See ya.

Let's keep practicing.

Whoa.

Calm down.

Why shirtless?

Aren't you gonna do something?

You've had a crush on him forever.

I heard he and Sayaka are an item.

You have to be more assertive like your mom.

I'm not her.

Tatsuo is a hottie.

He used to be a scrawny kid.

But definitely not anymore.

It's almost summer.

Go wild and crazy.

Annoying. So annoying.

She repeated it.

Let me see.

No! Stop it!

No.

How do you like it?

Did you say something?

No.

Let's eat.

Let's eat.

Kentaro, it's okay. Come here.

Don't cry. Everything's okay.

Why isn't mom coming home?

Because I cry? Because I'm a bad boy?

It's not your fault that she's not coming home.

Don't worry, okay?

He seemed fine but...

He probably needs his mother more than me.

Sorry. This isn't an advice column.

Don't take it too seriously. But it's hard not to, is it?

It's been 12 years for me but I still feel the way you do.

Right... this isn't an advice column.

My wife became ill and died around 6 months ago.

It happened suddenly.

My son blames himself for her absence.

If you don't mind my asking...

What happened to you?

Futaba is sleeping over. She'll eat here.

Let me know sooner.

Tell me yourself.

So annoying... she annoys me to death.

I can't stand it.

It's good to get away once in a while. Now eat.

Omelet and rice.

My daughters were still small.

We were a happy family, always laughing.

My husband loved our kids and they loved him.

One night...

We ran out of salt so I asked him to go buy some.

He was hit by a truck that ran a red light.

If I hadn't asked him to go...

I hated living with that thought.

I desperately tried to give them

the life they would have had if he were still alive.

Futaba, listen to your sister. Wakaba, take care of her.

Thanks. See you later.

She still has a fever.

But I have to go. Wakaba, change her pajamas later.

Soon, my older daughter cried out for help.

Mom, I don't know what to do.

About what?

When you're gone, futaba cries a lot.

She won't stop crying.

It's hard for me too.

Come here.

Come here.

I had no idea.

I'm sorry.

We needed more time together.

So I stopped working so hard.

I wanted to be there for them.

No... I wanted them to be there for me.

Then they became rebellious.

I retaliated and started making annoying bento lunches.

It sounds like a boy who's mean to the girl he secretly has a crush on.

You're right.

But I still regret it.

I wasn't there for them.

I didn't let them rebel when they wanted to.

Let's do what we can.

Yes. Let's hang in there.

I shouldn't feel sorry for myself.

I won't stop annoying her until she changes.

We're nippon elekitel rengo.

Day in day out, she continued to make annoying bento lunches.

In rain...

In wind...

Why does the weather matter?

In show...

It doesn't snow on hachijo island.

Futaba is now a high school senior.

Spring comes and goes.

Run like couriers!

- "Kincho mosquito coil" - Summer is also over and it's now Autumn.

Half a year until graduation. Time for decisions.

No. No, no.

What are your plans?

Do you want to go to college?

I can't do much but at least I can do some research.

I'm talking to you.

It's your turn to clean the house today.

The last time, you overlooked some dust over there.

You have to make sure to clean every nook and... she's gone.

You're still making chara-Ben?

Futaba hasn't changed her attitude. I won't quit halfway.

I want to set a good example for my daughters.

You have a point but... being annoying?

I don't want to stop until she graduates.

You must get on her nerves.

You should start trying to make yourself happy.

I'm already happy. I want another one.

What about that single father?

What about him?

Something might happen, right?

Yeah.

Stop it.

Is futaba leaving the island or not?

I don't know.

In any case...

Make your decision soon.

Annoying.

I hate being rushed too.

They mean well but it's annoying.

Did you get accepted?

- Yeah. - That's great.

The college even has a choir.

I decided on vo-tech.

A nurse, huh... you're still thinking, right?

Yeah, still.

I'm thinking in a way but I'm not in a way.

I'm really confused.

I don't know what to do or whether to leave.

I've been feeling this way for a while.

I have no dream. The guy I like doesn't know how I feel.

It's fun hanging out with friends.

But I envy them for knowing what they want in life.

I'm lost in the universe.

I'm all alone.

Really?

I heard there's life out there. Like martians.

Oh... what are you doing?

I sometimes practice here.

Isn't it heavy?

Not at all.

This place makes my worries go away.

You too?

Yeah.

Remember we used to come here and play together?

Did we?

We rolled down that hill.

You couldn't stop so I had to catch you.

I sort of remember.

What's after high school?

I'm still thinking.

You?

A world-class hachijo drummer.

Go to America, maybe.

But Tokyo first.

There's a contest for high schoolers in Tokyo.

During the island festival.

I'll win the contest and become no. 1 in Japan.

I'll first build my foundation in Tokyo.

Cool.

Isn't it?

But this is Tokyo too.

"23 wards of Tokyo"

- Mr. taniyama. - Futaba.

I want to work here.

You were into it?

She just wants to go to Tokyo.

First, I'll work in Tokyo to build my foundation.

"I'll find a job in Tokyo"

The "ta" and the "ro" in "kentaro" are flipped over.

And you forgot the "n" so it says "ketaro."

Got it?

Let's practice again.

I'll do it tomorrow.

You never do it tomorrow. Let's do it now.

I'll start tomorrow.

Now.

As a first grader, you should know how to write your own name.

Kazu and miki can write their names already.

You're stupid!

Stupid people call other people stupid!

Hey!

I have an idea.

Let's eat.

"Ta"

it says ta.

Go, kentaro.

Nu

Wo

I'll raise him the best I can even on my own.

Good luck but take it easy.

Hey, futaba.

What?

I'm going to Tokyo tomorrow.

For the drumming contest.

Good luck.

I'm going to nail it.

I'll miss the festival though.

Yeah.

Tokyo after high school?

- Yeah. - Oh.

See you in Tokyo.

This is also Tokyo.

See ya.

Yeah.

So?

He's flying out tomorrow.

Do something.

Make him a chara-Ben.

- He won't want it. - Do it.

- Why? - Why not?

He won't want it.

Then mix.

Next, white sesame seeds.

In they go. Now...

Mix them together.

Teach me.

You're home.

What?

You know...

Making words out of seaweed.

For a chara-Ben?

For tatsuo?

Okay, I'll teach you. Take a seat.

First, write down the words you want to make.

- "Good luck" - Place the seaweed underneath.

Secure them together with a paperclip so they don't slip.

Yes.

That's good.

Be careful.

Don't worry. Seaweed sticks together.

Okay.

Most importantly

make it with loving thoughts about the person you're making it for.

I made bento for your dad.

Then we started dating.

"Good luck”

finished.

It looks great.

Tomorrow's the day, huh?

You should go to bed.

- But... - I'm fine.

You need your beauty sleep.

Okay.

Good night.

Good night.

Alright. The final spurt.

Hi. Is it selling? No? Which?

Take over for me. Sell them all.

Yes, ma'am.

"Hachijo-jima airport"

futaba, you made one for him. He's leaving soon.

Go for it.

Go give him the bento.

- This is your chance. - Go!

Good luck.

Futaba.

I made this for you.

This is every girl's dream.

Here. A bento.

Thanks.

I hope you like it.

It feels packed.

Oh no...

They're back together.

Crash and burn.

So...

Let's eat it.

This is mochimaru.

Mr. taniyama, hello.

Okay. I understand.

Thank you for calling.

Goodbye.

Futaba...

This is a bad time but...

The company rejected you.

But at least you tried. Your efforts won't be wasted.

Let's start over tomorrow.

Good morning.

You're up early.

"Nothing is wasted"

Annoying.

- Futaba! Listen! - Go away!

- Let me in! - No!

- Go away! - Open the door!

Let me in!

- Open the door! - Go away!

I said open the door!

Go away! Leave me alone!

- Go away! - Listen to me!

Why won't you listen?!

Everything's a waste of time!

Futaba is at my place. Don't worry.

Here you go.

Let's eat.

We always have omelet and rice.

I know why now that I live alone.

Why?

It was the end-of-the-month meal.

You're right.

When money was tight, she made it with leftovers.

Futaba!

Staying out all night at your age?

What?

Your door...

I burned it.

I didn't want to waste the fire.

So I grilled potatoes.

For breakfast.

Nothing is ever wasted.

Until you apologize...

No door.

I'm sorry.

Okay. You're forgiven.

There's your bento.

"Like I said, nothing is wasted"

nagger...

Thank you.

This week's delivery.

Thank you.

I'll keep looking for a job in Tokyo.

I'm rooting for you. Good luck.

I'm dandy sakano.

She looked hard for a job.

Then one company responded.

She got an interview in Tokyo.

The flu is going around so gargle with green tea.

When you get nervous, go like this and swallow it.

Or put an onion on your belly button and push.

No.

Right. Relax and have fun.

Good luck!

Go get them!

It's not over yet.

"Achieve your dream!"

Thank you.

Then I'll open a restaurant with you.

I want to be with you forever.

Not that I took her seriously...

Na-ni-nu-ne-no.

Na-ni-nu-ne-no.

Louder this time.

Oh no...

Ms. futaba mochimaru.

Yes.

I'm getting nervous.

This should work.

What's the matter?

Um... nothing.

- Move, mom. - Wait.

- Move. - I dropped it.

Please introduce yourself.

I'm futaba mochimaru.

I'm from hachijo island.

There's not much I can do.

But...

I like food.

I love to eat.

I like your healthy products.

That's why I want to work here.

Ready?

What?

I did it. They'll get back to me with their answer. But I did it.

Your efforts are never wasted.

She got the job!

She'll move to Tokyo after high school. But this is also Tokyo.

Here you go.

Thank you for this year.

Let's start.

Futaba, you do this. Just mix it.

The year ends and...

The first sunrise of the year.

Happy new year.

The countdown to graduation has started.

- "Difficult kanji drill" - Schoolwork shouldn't be neglected

even at this time of year.

Four more.

"Can you read this?"

Still annoying.

Three more.

"What goes in the middle?"

W ater?

When can I eat?

Two more.

"What does this say?"

It's sleep talking!

Because talk is on its back.

It's a riddle, not studying.

One more...

One more to go.

It's not over yet.

You're leaving for Tokyo after graduation.

It's goodbye then.

No classes or bento for 4 days until the graduation ceremony.

What's the last bento?

Yeah, what?

Thunder at this time of year?

Why rain today?

The laundry's wet.

Mom?

Mom! Mom!

Mom!

Futaba!

How is she?

I don't know yet. They're running tests.

Okay.

She needed to rest. It's my fault.

She didn't have to make bento.

You know nobody can stop her.

The bento mom made for you reminds me...

When we were kids and she used to work late

we slept alone in the house.

When we woke up, she was already up.

She made breakfast and left for work right away.

She left us letters by our pillows because we had no time to talk.

Remember?

They're like those letters.

What?

She probably made them to stay connected.

The bento.

Futaba...

Wakaba went to work.

I see.

Sorry to make you worry.

I talked to the doctor. Early signs of a stroke.

You have to stay here for about a week.

So long? I can't.

I haven't heard your voice this much in a long time.

I have to get back to work.

I have to finish the straps and make your last bento.

The factory needs me too.

I have to finish the straps.

Did I say that already?

I just need a little rest.

I don't know how old you are but you're getting old.

You're not young anymore.

Take care of yourself.

Yes, I will.

Don't take that tone with me.

Ignored.

But I'll make your bento.

The last one.

No thanks.

I'm not going to Tokyo.

I don't care anymore. It's too much trouble.

If you're worried about me...

I'm fine.

You have what you want to do.

That makes me happy.

I'll be careful about my health.

You always play the victim.

It's so annoying.

It's a waste. We all die anyway.

It's no use doing anything.

Let's open a restaurant.

We promised.

The three of us.

Let's open a restaurant.

That's enough.

Get over it. You're not a baby anymore.

Show some respect to the company that wants to hire you.

You're an adult now.

No more playing house.

Even if we opened a restaurant, what can you do?

Not much.

There's no place for you here.

You can stay here but you guys should make up.

Impossible.

I can't help being nasty to her.

Are you going to leave without seeing her?

Is everything okay?

- Lights off, then. - Thank you.

She's graduating tomorrow.

I know.

Why can't you two make up?

Let's go see her off.

Don't you want to make...

The last bento?

It doesn't matter anymore.

He threw away his bento?

Yes. Kentaro wouldn't eat them. He threw them away.

He'd been doing it for a while. I'm sorry I didn't notice.

It's okay.

Kentaro.

Your teacher told me.

You've been throwing away the bento.

Why?

Tell me and help me understand why.

Kentaro!

Mom listened to me.

Mom listened when I talked.

You don't at all!

Kentaro!

Watch out!

Hey! Kentaro!

You pushed yourself too hard.

Thanks.

I thought I was tougher than this.

You make bento without getting enough sleep.

Yeah. You spoil her too much.

I know but...

I can't help it.

I can't live up to my own expectations as a good mother.

I disappoint myself.

I get too emotional.

So many regrets.

Kentaro!

She makes me feel so bitter.

But I adore her.

Eat.

She pisses me off.

But she's my precious girl.

My beloved, precious girl.

I'm sorry, kentaro.

I thought you liked chara-Ben.

But it annoyed you, huh?

I couldn't be like mom.

I was stupid.

Stupid people call other people stupid.

I'm calling myself stupid so I am stupid.

You said stupid twice. That's bad.

What I meant was...

Make more bento for me so I can learn how to write.

I'll try.

Okay.

Okay.

We'll try together.

Hungry? Let's go home and eat.

Yeah.

Come on.

Kentaro!

It was you.

You got me.

Kentaro wrote this.

Ta

W akaba.

Yeah?

I need your help.

You have to hurry. Here are the ingredients.

Call me right away if you don't feel well.

Don't overdo it, okay?

- I won't. - See you.

W akaba.

Thanks.

Next time, make one for me.

Here I go.

Is everything okay?

Lights off, then.

Futaba! Look.

What is it?

A mystery gift from a mystery person.

Heavy. It's no mystery.

Congratulations on your graduation.

I'm going.

See you later.

Heavy.

Good luck.

"Graduation ceremony"

it's so heavy. Why? On the last day...

Give me a break. What's inside?

- Want some help? - I'm fine.

Heavy... excuse me.

Stand up.

Bow.

Sit down.

We will now start the graduation ceremony for the graduates of

hachijojima high school.

This is embarrassing.

It's so heavy.

Give her some room. Get that desk.

Thanks.

Heavy.

What's inside?

It's huge.

What is it?

- Lunch? - Probably.

What kind?

"Commendation to my daughter”

"for 3 years, you ate every morsel of the annoying bento."

"I commend you for your perseverance. Your mother"

wow.

Sorry.

Help me eat this. I can't finish it by myself.

Okay, everyone. Let's eat.

Let's eat.

Thanks.

Goodbye.

How are you feeling?

Good. Much better.

I found this at home.

From futaba, I'm sure.

"Stay healthy and well"

thank you very much.

I'll go buy a hot drink.

Thanks.

Dear mom.

When you made me your first chara-Ben

all my friends thought it was so cute.

But I didn't.

But...

I'm impressed that you always made everything from scratch.

You worked late into the night

but woke up at around 5 am to make them for me.

I'm actually touched.

You'd ask me if they were good but I never responded.

In truth, I love your cooking.

That's why I wanted to get a job working with food.

I'm going to Tokyo.

Although this is also Tokyo.

I don't know when I'll be back.

But I'll try not to have any regrets.

To not let anything be wasted.

I get awkward when we're together so I'm writing this letter.

Like you wrote to me when I was small.

You're super scary and you do weird things that annoy me

but I respect you from the bottom of my heart.

I want to be like you.

Lastly...

Thank you for the daily chara-Ben you continued to make for 3 years.

I appreciate everything that

"mother" - you've done for me.

From your rebellious daughter.

What happened?

My heart is going to burst.

Oh no! Doctor! Doctor!

Wakaba...!

I want to go see her off.

Please.

Please.

Hurry. Drive safely.

Bicycle!

Annoying.

Let me get there in time.

Hurry.

"Look to your left"

She sees us.

Futaba!

I love you!

I love you!

Mom!

Take care of yourself!

Take care of yourself!

Take care of yourself!

See you!

See you!

Bye!

Let's eat.

Yeah.

Here.

You take this one.

- Let's eat. - Let's eat.

It's good.

You have seaweed.

"Please stay for post-credits scene"

ryoko shinohara

kyoko yoshine

rena matsui

kanta sato

sugi-chan

yoshio kojima

nihon elekitel rengo

dandy sakano

tomoko murakami from morisanchu

Ryuta sato

"the answer is..."

"S ky"

Produced by miho okada, yosuke miyake, yoshikuni murata, masatomo takito,

hiroshi Yamamoto, kazuhito Takahashi

executive producer hideki yoshijyo

producers yoshiyuki nakahata, yoichi arishige, kazunari takeuchi

associate producer eri hayashi

original work by ttkk "kyou mo lyagarase bento" published by sansai books

music by Yuri habuka

cinematography by hiroo yanagida

lighting by yasushi miyao

production design yasuyo Takahashi

recording hiroshi ishigai

editing soichi ueno

decoration ayumi tokuda

costume Daisy mizue ishibashi

hair and makeup satoko umehara

vex supervisor kojiro kimura

music selection takashi kondo

sound effects takahiro kabeya

food coordinator azumi numata

script supervisor emi makiguchi

assistant director raku nagao

production management toshiaki kimura

theme song "just have fun!" By friends

a kansai television, pony canyon, hakuhodo dy music & pictures,

Japan music entertainment, hakuhodo, and sunrise promotion Tokyo production

distribution showgate

production nikkatsu and django film

what should we make?

Egg and rice?

Yeah?

Huh?

What?

It's you.

What?

Written and directed by renpei tsukamoto

- hello. - Nice to meet you.

This is my son, kentaro.

Hello.

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