Original subtitles

Let's continue the fairy tale.

Cinderella fell in love with the prince

and lived happily ever after in the castle…

Well, she was supposed to.

Sometimes you have to break up in order to be happy.

I don't need my father's permission anymore.

This is our declaration of independence.

I'll take Kenta off the project.

- What? - Now wait a minute!

She was a bit too nosy, got in the prince's way…

And nearly got the entire clan in serious trouble!

Just as I thought, you are completely unsuited to stand next to Kenta.

Get out! Don't you dare show your face to this family again!

Cinderella incurred the wrath of the king.

This time, will she be driven out of the castle once and for all?

Involvement in Family Affairs

Excuse me.

- Begin. - Yes ma'am.

- W-wait… - What?

- Huh? - What?

- What are you doing? - It's an order from the master.

Wait a minute!

Why did you do that… that tyranny!

I won't let you chase Sato out.

Anyway, Daisuke and Ritsuko's divorce

is not Sato's fault!

The two of them decided it by themselves!

Akito, what do you think?

What?

- Ow! - This is your chance.

Umm…

Marriage and divorce in the Miyama family

have a different meaning than that of other families.

Exactly.

- Kumi. - Yes?

- Give that envelope to Kenta. - Certainly.

[Divorce Registration Form]

If Miyama is shaken,

it won't just cause unhappiness for the family.

It would of course affect our employees, and even the local community.

In the end, it could even shake up the country's economy!

Sato is nothing but a harmful influence.

No matter what you say,

I won't break up with Sato.

Let's go.

Excuse me.

Would you give me a chance?

- Please. - Sato.

I'm begging you.

Do you know Sorimachi?

[Sorimachi Restaurant]

A two-star Michelin restaurant in Paris.

We have plans to build a commercial complex

Aoyama Backstreet Area Commercial Complex Project

on the land we purchased in the Aoyama Backstreet area last month.

If you can recruit Sorimachi for this

I can overlook what happened this time.

I'm sorry. You worked so hard on the hotel project.

I said, you don't have to apologize!

Akito will do a great job with it so don't worry.

You're more important to me than some project.

Kenta.

This time for sure, I'll make him accept us.

Yeah.

- Let me help too. - Thank you.

The Master gave them a chance?

What could have gotten into him?

- A new company? - I want the hotel business

to be independent of Miyama Land.

If you perform well this time,

I'll have you be the president of the new company.

- I'm counting on you. - Yes sir!

Thank you!

- Mihoko, I'll be the president! - Congratulations, Akito!

- You thought I'd congratulate you? - Huh?

This hotel business fell into your lap only because

Kenta sabotaged himself.

In the end he's still getting another chance.

But I got the opportunity to be the president.

Doesn't that mean that I'm one step ahead of Kenta?

Why are you so proud of yourself?

If Father really thinks so highly of you,

shouldn't we be moving back into that house at this point?

- About that… - But look where we are now?

That carefree couple is still living there, aren't they?

Sorry.

He's not counting on you.

He's testing you.

I need to completely crush them as soon as possible.

By pitting the brothers against each other, the stronger candidate will arise.

This is what the Master is aiming for.

I didn't expect you to give Kenta another chance.

- Oh, you're funny. - I see now!

She asked for it this time.

I'll make sure she keeps her word.

The hunting session is coming to an end.

When she realises that she won't make it

and begs for a last chance…

Well, won't that be a sight.

To create a trap disguised as an opportunity…

The Master surely is a formidable man.

- I'm home. - Welcome home.

- Dinner will be ready soon. - It smells so good. What's for dinner?

- It's a secret. - Huh?

Chef Sorimachi is in Japan right now.

- What?! - Izumi managed to find out through her connections in France.

Wow! So will we be able to meet him?

We still don't know where exactly in Japan he is.

I see.

For now, I'll ask around French restaurants and hotels.

Someone might know him.

Yeah.

I heard that Chef Sorimachi is back in Japan.

By any chance have you heard anything?

- I don't know. - I see.

He cut ties with all his industry connections in Japan.

Thank you.

How was it? Anything?

I see, thank you.

Sorry.

I'm looking for an old edition of your magazine.

Please tell me his schedule.

Sorry, I can’t answer about your request.

I see. Thank you for your time. Bye.

[105 young talents who would shape the future of gourmet]

[Next-generation Michelin chefs recommended by gourmet experts]

"I want to combine ingredients native to Fukuoka with French cuisine"

- Fukuoka? - It's Sorimachi's hometown.

He used to apprentice in a restaurant there.

After moving to Tokyo, he was put off by the industry culture

and hence moved to Paris.

So if he's back for a short time, he'll go to…

That's what I thought, so I made a phone call but it didn't go through.

I must go there myself.

I'll go to Fukuoka and see.

- Yeah, I hope you're successful. - Thank you.

Akito, I'm going to Fukuoka for a bit.

I might be able to meet Sorimachi.

Ah…

Ah right! I've sent you an email about the hotel project, thanks!

I need to completely crush them as soon as possible.

He's not counting on you.

He's testing you…

It's here.

I have no desire to open a restaurant in Japan.

I'm sorry that you've come all this way.

Mr. Sorimachi.

Is it because you don't like the stiff culture in Japan?

I need to catch my flight. Chef, thanks for the meal.

- Sure. - See you in Paris next time.

Yeah.

Please just take the documents with you!

Do you want a cup of coffee before going?

Ah, I see.

But we might still have a chance.

What?

There's a person who gave him the opportunity to go to Paris.

If that person agrees to our invitation, then maybe…

Really? Who is it?

Apparently she's called Madame Kiriko.

Madame Kiriko?

Sorimachi is an impregnable fortress

TN: Jorougumo is an evil creature in Japanese folklore with the form of a spider, that can change its appearance into that of a seductive woman when it wants to eat a human.

built by the black widow that is Madame Kiriko.

And that woman hates the Miyama clan.

So they will never be successful…

They think that the heavens granted them a string of spider web

and they'll hold on to it with all their might.

But the thing about spider webs is

that they're easy to break.

[Madame Kiriko]

- What the heck is this? - Yeah…

"A witch whose age is unknown, nationality is unknown, and sex is unknown."

- Is she's a witch then obviously she's a woman! - Yeah…

"She is constantly waited upon by young handsome men called Kiriko Babies"

Does someone like that even exist?

- No way! - "She preserves youth by sucking the blood of young men."

Is she Dracula?!

Yo!

- Daisuke! - What's up?

- Kenta, can you lend me 5 million yen? - What?!

Father took away my clinic and everything.

So all the girls left me.

- You're still talking about that? - That's not it!

One of those girls is now suing me for

- a failed cosmetic procedure in the past. - What?!

It came to this because you didn't handle it with sincerity back then.

By sincerity you mean money right?

If that's what you think, then sell your fancy car.

No way! That car was custom-made for me

and there's only one of it in the world.

- I can't talk to you… - Kenta, please. I'm begging you.

- I'm not lending you money. - Ugh!

If I lend you money now, I'll ruin you forever.

You need to fight with your own two hands,

it will give you strength in times of trouble.

Okay fine, I understand.

It's my fault for asking your help.

- Ah… I shouldn't have gotten divorced. - Oi!

Kidding! See you!

- Madame Kiriko? - Huh?

- Do you know her? - She was a client at my clinic.

- You're kidding! - What kind of person is she?

She's a monster that looks like she's in her 30's despite being almost 60.

- Wow, that's amazing. - No it's creepy!

- People call her a black widow! - If you know her, introduce us.

- No way! - Why? Please help us.

- She's been pestering me too… - By pestering you mean…

- Oh I see. - Doesn't it give you the creeps?

So it's a no for this. I need to find another way.

If you really must meet her, don't you think you'll

- have to become a Kiriko Baby yourself? - Huh?!

Of course, that's if she takes a liking to you.

- Bye! - No way…

There's no way!

[Payment of Settlement Fees]

I see.

Thanks for the information, Yuri.

This time it's really over.

Flowers, food, scroll calligraphy and so on…

These should reflect the season for your guests to enjoy.

This is part of the mistress of the house's job too.

Yes. Here you go.

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

You haven't been eating lately.

- It's not the best manners, but here you go. - Thank you.

TN: It's bad manners to mix rice and miso soup, it's called "nekomanma" or cat's food.

It's delicious.

It calms me down somehow.

Sorry for adding on to your worries.

- Oh, you're still here. - Arisa.

- What are you eating? - It's called "nekomanma"

It's miso soup poured over rice, Sato made it for me.

What is that? It reeks of poverty.

I'm sorry, I spoiled her.

- Have a seat. - Oh, right.

Daisuke came over yesterday.

- He seemed to be doing well. - I'm glad to hear.

He complained about having no money but was still driving his fancy car as usual.

You must be fed up with him.

Ah no, sorry…

All of my children

had to put up with many things since they were little.

For Daisuke, his cars were his only source of joy.

In the past, he used to behave violently after he got in an argument with his father.

But he changed after he found a hobby in cars.

It was ever since then that he started becoming cheerful.

I see.

How are you two doing? Do you think you'll get it done?

We are trying everything we can, but…

I see.

I'm looking for this person. You don't happen to know her, do you?

Ah, this obi!

I think Mr. Negishi showed it to me the other day.

- Mr. Negishi? - A Kimono artisan.

- Ah, Madame Kiriko. - Do you know her?

Yes, she comes to the shop often.

The woven obi in the picture is a variety of Nishijin textile

- called Shuchin- - How can I meet her?

- Meet Madame Kiriko? - Yes.

Let's see… Recently I met her in

a salon called Presetia in Aoyama.

Presetia? Thank you!

Sato!

- You're amazing! - Not me.

- It's thanks to your mother! - You wait there.

Nice work!

We must win her over no matter what.

- Yeah. - Let's go.

Without an introduction from a member or an appointment,

you cannot enter the premises.

My name is Miyama.

I'm here to see Madame Kiriko.

Miyama…

Oh, you're Mr. Miyama. This way please.

Wow.

Kiriko is asking for me later.

- Seriously? - Yeah.

I was invited yesterday. She made me do 5 rounds with her.

- Seriously? - She has so much energy!

She drained five Babies dry.

"She is constantly waited upon by young handsome men called Kiriko Babies"

"She preserves youth by sucking the blood of young men."

This way please.

A step further and it's the black widow's nest.

Please be careful!

If Kiriko really asks you to join her Babies,

- what would you do? - No way I would join!

- Nice kick! - Nice kick!

That's Madame Kiriko.

Is she really in her 50s?!

- Bravo! - Marvelous!

- Huh? - Why?

Who are they?

He said he's Miyama.

I'm Miyama Kenta.

Would you lend us an ear?

- Are you guys together? - No!

They're totally unrelated to our discussion.

Kiriko, let's discuss further over there.

Mihoko, what are you doing?

Please wait!

Madame Kiriko, please lend us an ear!

- Akito! - Madame Kiriko!

Why are they here with Kiriko?

They can't be trying to hijack Sorimachi?

It's not a bad deal for Sorimachi at all.

He doesn't have to pay tenant fees and we're only asking for a mere few percent of the revenue.

We want to liven up his hometown Fukuoka with him!

I see.

So that's why you contacted me

even though we never got along in the past.

Right, Dai-chan?

I can lend you money.

That's if you introduce us to Madame Kiriko.

What the hell?

She takes a liking to you, right?

Yuri who used to work at your clinic told me so.

You're asking me to be Kiriko's toy?

Is that want you want too, Akito?

What do you think?

Help us.

You don't have to return the 5 million yen to us.

We'll open a clinic for you in our hotel.

You're the worst.

You would sell out your family just to be the successor?

Of course. You need money too, don't you?

What a huge difference from Kenta and Sato.

So can you survive on your own?

In the end, they didn't lend your money did they?

This is the real world.

All this time you were able to lead a carefree life

because you had your father's backing.

Now you appreciate what you had, don't you?

Your cars are surely exquisite.

I won't tell you to give them up.

A life where you can drive your favourite cars versus a life where everything is taken away from you.

Is it really so hard to pick?

Kiriko, please consider the offer.

Competition can be cruel at times.

It's crucial to grab your opportunity to win

before your opponent does, no matter how ruthless your means may be.

Yes, just like these two.

I am pleased to report that we have reached an agreement.

Regarding the new hotel in Fukuoka,

Sorimachi will be coming on to lead our main restaurant!

You convinced that black widow?

Yes. We will officially sign the contract tomorrow.

Well done.

Now you're acting like someone who can lead an organisation!

- Thank you very much. - So... how did you do it?

Well...

We just offered the other party

what they wanted in order to get what we wanted.

She wanted to get to know Daisuke a bit better.

- Dai-chan, come over here. - Okay.

It was very difficult to persuade Mr. Sorimachi.

I need to make sure you repay me in spades.

Um...

- Did you really sell Daisuke out? - That's horrible!

Daisuke agreed to it.

I guess that guy can still be of use to us, huh?

I can't believe it. What the hell do you think you're doing with Daisuke!

Akito, I thought you were better than this.

Your family isn't a business tool!

Even I'll do it when I have to.

In a world where siblings fight over flesh and blood,

this is an unavoidable fate.

- No answer? -Yeah.

I wonder if Daisuke's okay.

Please.

Please stop pitting Akito and Kenta against each other.

Akito's finally getting his act together.

We've secured Sorimachi,

now it's just a countdown until we get rid of that troublemaker.

It's a nice surprise, isn't it?

Here we go!

I'd like to see Madame Kiriko.

You must be introduced by a member or have an appointment to enter.

Tell her Miyama Kenta is here to see her.

Please make an appointment.

- Please move aside. - Can't we just-

Please leave at once.

Daisuke, why won't you pick up?

Oh, right!

I just put in a call, so I'm sure they'll let you through.

Thank you so much.

I'll make sure to repay this favour.

Oh! While I've got you on the phone, I have a favour to ask.

I have an acquaintance who runs a trading company.

That man's son is looking for a wife.

And I was thinking, what about Arisa from the Miyama family?

- Could you please ask them about it? - What?

Oh welcome! Anyway, I'd appreciate it.

Wait-

If you get this voicemail, call me.

- Kenta... - What's up?

Mr. Miyama, please come this way.

- This way. - Here?

Come in!

Excuse us.

Miyama Sato, please come in.

What? Me?

- Sounds like it. - Do I have to get naked, too?

So anyone can become one of her Babies?!

- Hurry up! - S-seriously!?

I've been wanting to talk to you,

Miss Sewer Rat.

Everyone's gossiping about you.

You successfully infiltrated the Miyama family.

And yet, you're about to be kicked out

because you've been getting into a lot of trouble lately, haven't you?

- Yes. - I think you should just leave then.

It's easier for commoners to go back to their own world.

It's true that the Miyama family isn't welcoming me with open arms...

It's only natural that

low class people are seen as an entirely different breed.

Besides, you don't understand the common sense of the upper class, do you?

You even spoke rudely to Keiichi's lover. It's absurd!

I think it's strange that having lovers is normal

and that marriages are done for the sake of families.

I can't accept how they sacrifice their own family.

So if you can't accept it, why don't you just leave?

Kenta and I want to stand up to those kinds of injustices.

I see.

Now I understand why Keiichi wants to get rid of you.

It sure would be annoying if a girl like you barged in.

Did she want to talk to me just to make fun of me?

I don't care what you think of me.

But please give Daisuke back.

This is no better than human trafficking.

You've got a lot of nerve.

I thought you wanted to secure the Sorimachi deal?

Dai-chan, bring me some bubbly.

I've already prepared it for you, m'lady.

That's my baby.

Is Daisuke already Madame Kiriko's lover?

No, he's her servant.

Hey, Sato told me to return you.

- Dai-chan, will you leave? - No way. I'm not leaving.

PARDON?

Please enjoy your stay.

Be careful. Don't let her suck the life out of you.

Eat up.

Don't worry. It's not poisoned.

It's my own curated charcuterie board.

There are specialty stores in Japan making these now,

but I was the first to introduce the concept here.

- Daisuke! Are you okay!? - You've got it all wrong.

- Wrong? - I mean, I also

prepared myself for the worst,

but she isn't a black widow.

What?

- Wow, delicious! - Isn't it?

- You sourced this? - That's right.

I had a ham from a small farm in France a long time ago.

It was so delicious that I was very impressed.

I told the farmer that he should definitely sell it in Japan, but he was stubborn.

But I didn't want to give up,

so I went to the farm every day to help him with his work

and tell him my story.

That experience was my starting point.

Even if someone doesn't respect you at first, in the end, we're all human beings.

If we can understand each other at the root of what is important

and what is unacceptable,

doors will surely open.

Is she... not the type of person I thought she was?

Now, the farm that Kiriko found has grown

to become the number one brand in Europe.

- She's really that great? - She is.

She was even awarded the Ordre national du Merite by the French government

in recognition of her achievements.

Ordre national?

As I thought, we've been living in totally different worlds.

Our worlds are not so different!

I used to be a hostess in Kabukicho when I was young.

What? You have a past like that?

I do. That's where I learned how to roll with the guys.

Powerful men are quick to ask for your body.

It was really hard for as woman to fight alone

in such a male-dominated society.

I can't imagine it.

Since she rose to the top like that,

of course she hates our father.

- Huh? Our father? - Yeah.

Our father is like the embodiment of a patriarchal society.

When he approached Sorimachi before,

Kiriko told him to go pound sand.

- Really? - Yeah.

Huh? But then why Sorimachi now?

I guess he knew it would be impossible, so he made it a condition on purpose.

Ugh, seriously?

The head of the Miyama family is very picky about traditions, isn't he?

Besides, that complete male chauvinism makes me sick!

I feel sorry for his wife.

She made a mistake joining that family, and so did you.

I can't believe you're working so hard in that dusty old house.

You're wasting your life!

- Do... you think so? - I do.

Well, if you ask me, married women are stupid to begin with.

The institution of marriage destroys all of a woman's potential.

So you think it's strange too.

- This elite male society. - Of course.

And you've already given up on men, haven't you?

That's right. They're all just helpless idiots.

I say this with all due respect.

But I think you're just running away from the problem.

- Huh? - There are people like Kenta,

and I think together we can change this strange patriarchal society.

It's easier to just give up and walk away.

But then the next generation will suffer the same way we did.

I think we have to take action.

How annoying you are.

Go on, try it then.

They'll do worse than just kick you out.

You're probably right.

But we won't give up. We will fight.

No way! She's going to hit me?

What... what... WHAT?!

Kiriko supports young people who don't have money or power, but have talent.

Those are the people she calls Babies.

- Sorimachi was one of them. - I see.

Besides, there's no way she would decide

on an important business matter in exchange for my body.

I'm going to keep working with Kiriko and eventually make it big.

You do your best too, Kenta.

My oh my, if it isn't Sato's darling husband.

- Want to become one of my Babies? - Ms. Kiriko, about the Sorimachi deal...

Please give me a chance!

Too bad. It's already decided.

Excuse me, it's time for my dinner.

Can I have a moment of your time tomorrow before you sign the contract?

Whether it's 10 minutes or 5 minutes.

Will these two be able to grasp the thin thread

of hope hanging from Madame Kiriko?

Can I help with anything?

Sato.

You've already done more than enough.

We finally have a chance, so I won't waste it.

Kenta.

Hello?

- Hey! - Kenta!

Pretend I've been here this whole time.

Hey, who were you hanging out with this late at night?

- Ugh, you sound like dad. - Huh?

Man, I'm starving! Sato, do you have anything?

Well, um... we have this.

No, not that... make that thing from before!

The thing you made for mom the other day that looked like cat food.

- Neko manma? - Yeah, that thing.

Did it really look that tasty?

I mean, we can't eat that kind of food here.

You're the only one who can make it.

Well, it's really not that difficult to make.

They say a name represents the body, but I guess a dish represents a person too.

It sure does.

- Can you leave already? - No way.

Why not? Can't you see I'm working?

That experience was my starting point.

It's time for the final judgment.

Now, Sato and Kenta's life line

is in the hands of this woman.

Whether they live or die, in paradise or hell,

whether they stay in the Miyama family or not

it's all up to Sato and Kenta now.

We've just started the project,

and we're still in the process of selecting an architect.

We will provide Mr. Sorimachi with a place where he can freely challenge himself

and show off his skills as much as he'd like.

You're such a rookie.

Ms. Kiriko, can I interest you in something to eat?

What is that?

Offal stew.

My family owns a restaurant. My mother inherited my father's recipe

and has continued to preserve the original sauce by refilling it.

Really?

It's delicious!

Thank you very much.

What made you decide to serve me

offal stew instead of caviar or foie gras?

Yesterday, you shared with me

an experience that became your starting point.

It made me think about what is important to me.

I wondered how

I can help you understand who I am,

and I wanted you to enjoy this stew.

I see.

Ms. Kiriko.

I am not my father.

To be honest, up until now,

I thought that if my brothers and I were going to change this family,

that it would be better for us to leave this house together

before Sato gets hurt any further.

But I realized that was impossible.

That's why I now know

that I absolutely must change this family.

Please help us do it.

- Please. - Please.

Yum.

I really liked this stew.

Will you give it to me?

- What? - Madame Kiriko will sell it to the world.

However, please don't serve it at your family's restaurant in the future.

Give me the recipe, the rights, everything.

What do you think? Will you?

If you give it to me, I may reconsider the Sorimachi deal.

That is...

- Impossible. - Kenta...

Oh my, are you sure?

They're going to make you break up, aren't they?

This offal stew

doesn't just belong to me and Sato.

It's an incredibly precious thing

that belongs to Sato, her parents, and all the customers

who supported them.

I can't take that away from them.

If I did that,

I would be just like my father.

Really?

Then I have no choice.

This conversation is over.

- Oh? Ms. Kiriko? - I was waiting for you.

Why are you two with her?

It's nothing. It's time to sign the papers.

Certainly.

There's no way I can choose between Kenta and my mom.

We'll just have to give up on Sorimachi...

That Satchan~

Is she really going far away~?

But she'll forget about me~

Because she's so small~ I feel sad without Satchan~

Oh, Satchan, what are you dilly-dallying about?

You need to start packing!

Finally, I can move back to this house.

Oh, I need to buy a new sofa. Won't you move?

Well, I'd better go home and get ready to move in.

Goodbye.

Go back to your sewer, little sewer rat.

Squeak squeak.

Oh!

Akito, congratulations on a successful contract.

Thank you very much.

And one more thing.

I got a call from Paris. That French architect, Paul Moreau,

will be in charge of the design.

What?

Paul Moreau?

That's the guy who designed the Olympic stadium, right?

Wow, isn't Akito amazing?

No, not for Akito. It's for Kenta's Aoyama Backstreet Project.

He said it was Madame Kiriko's recommendation.

It's rare to hear you so enthusiastic.

Paul, please take care of Kenta and Sato.

I'm excited to meet them.

I'm sure you are.

In terms of buzz, it's probably better than Sorimachi.

- Kenta, well done. - Then, as promised

Sato can stay here, right?

Hmmm... I guess I have no choice.

Thank God.

Sato.

Did Mr. Negishi mention something about an arranged marriage to you?

- Ah! - Hm? What's this about?

The eldest son of the Kagawa family, an acquaintance of Mr. Negishi's,

has asked to have a marriage meeting with Arisa.

- What? Me? - I see.

I'm sorry. When I asked Mr. Negishi for a favour,

- he asked me to tell you. - Huh?

- Who are you to decide that?! - No wait, don't get the wrong idea!

- Sato was just trying to help me... - I don't care!

I don't want to get married yet.

I'm sorry. But if you don't want to, you can just decline...

- Sato! You see... - Arranged marriages in the Miyama family

are not as simple as you may think.

You're the worst.

Hey!

You made such a big deal, accusing them of selling Daisuke out...

But you're using me too!

Arisa!

Isn't it ironic?

Just as one crisis is solved, another one starts.

It seems that God

has no intention of giving these two

a happy ending just yet.