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Can you hear me, Mr. Shinzaki?

Mr. Shinzaki?

-Ambu bag. -Get the defib. Prepare to intubate.

-Yes, sir. -Clear.

Clear.

-Sho, your family runs a soba restaurant? -Yeah.

I'd grind buckwheat on a millstone at 5:00 a.m.

Really?

I'd love to see that.

Pure grace.

-Bragging again? -Wanna try grinding it at my place?

They say Toya Shinzaki isn't here yet.

They want us to go ahead first.

Huh?

Let's get ready.

Seriously?

How soon?

In about 15 minutes.

Can you make it?

TENBLANK, you're up. Thank you.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Hear from the manager?

We just got word that Toya's at the hospital.

Hospital? Hey.

What's going on?

It seems Toya was taken to the hospital.

-Why? -I don't know the details.

-Toya? -Is this the news?

-No way. -What?

-No way. This is bad! -I can't take this!

What's going on?

This is really bad.

-Why, why, why? -No…

BREAKING NEWS: SERIAL STABBING?

OVER CHROME…

Yeah, it's him.

Sensei.

Toya was stabbed and taken to the hospital.

Gen, what's wrong?

Well, Toya was apparently stabbed by someone.

-What? -Huh?

Toya was stabbed?

Huh? Is he conscious?

All I know is that he was taken to the hospital.

Toya!

Let me see Toya!

Where's Toya?

Hey, Toya? Toya?

We'll hold things down here.

Thank you.

Everyone, I'm sorry.

I'm going to bring Toya back.

I'm sure you're all anxious right now.

I know you're in pain.

The power of music may just be a speck of hope.

But still…

we want to be your support right now.

How many times do I have to tell you, Toya?

Again.

Wrong!

Wrong.

Again.

Enough already!

Listen.

Unlike that child, you're my son, Toya.

So why can't you do it?

Naoki can do it. So why?

Hey.

Let's go.

Don't tell me you're going on stage.

You can't.

If you try to sing now, you'll die.

I'll sing even if it kills me.

I know.

No matter what happens.

No matter when.

Even on the verge of death.

You're someone who wants to sing.

But…

it's not your time to die yet.

Huh?

You're still… alive?

Sorry about that.

I missed my chance to become a legend.

Are your fingers okay?

What?

You make no sense as usual.

It's my stomach that got stabbed.

When you hurt your fingers on the piano lid…

I never got to ask if you were okay.

You know,

I've always wanted to be someone who could struggle for music the way you do.

Music is everything to me.

But I don't have the same obsession.

I've always admired your dedication.

Where are you going?

The only reason I've been able to keep making music is because of you.

So…

Promise me you'll outlive me, even by just a second.

Please.

You don't hold a grudge against me?

Why would I?

If anything, I'm grateful to you and to your mother.

Our father had me with someone else, but you still let me stay.

Damn it, why didn't you say that sooner?

I'm sorry.

Get me up.

Huh?

The show's already started, right?

Yeah, but let's do it some other time.

There are people out there who'd die if I don't sing.

Those people would hate it even more if you died, Toya.

I made a promise.

Damn it! Damn it! Dummies all around me

Be crazy, crazy! It's our brand-new era

Damn it! Damn it! Expose the dark around me

I don't need no love or dreams, okay?

Now shake off any doubt Just be yourself

Ain't no good or evil here

Toya…

What do you want?

Run!

Run for it!

No!

Sorry, I got your clothes dirty.

Get changed quick and come to the show.

What? Why?

You're always there, aren't you?

It's okay.

I'll sing.

Got it?

So make sure you come to the show.

Promise me.

Come on, it's starting. Go now.

Hey, turbulence Get me, get me higher!

I'm looking through the shadows for a sign

The memories I ripped from my mind

You who felt the same pain, been maligned

Stand together now and bring the fight

Kick up a fuss and switch it up

Disastrous, it's a furious turbulence

Play a deep-deep-deep and killer tune

Ignite a mental fire like a fool

Damn it! Damn it! Dummies all around me

Be crazy, crazy! It's our brand-new era

Damn it! Damn it! Expose the dark around me

I'll devour your scream

Toya?

-Kazushi. -Toya!

-Is he back? -What happened to Toya?

-Can you handle the bass? -Me?

I'm counting on you.

Yo.

Sorry for being late.

Thank you, Genji.

You really saved me.

That was intense.

Glad I made it in time.

My stomach's feeling off today.

Can't make it over there.

I'm not singing for any of you.

I sing because I want to so bad. I'll die if I don't.

But…

There are people out there living off my songs.

I don't know why.

Because my songs are selfish, messed-up.

And yet, you still listen.

And I love you for that.

Thanks for giving me a place to sing.

Toya!

Toya!

Toya!

Toya!

And…

that guy over there, Naoki Fujitani?

I've hated him since we were kids.

Seriously hated him. He pissed me off so much, I couldn't stand it.

Because he had everything I ever wanted.

Damn bastard. Still pisses me off.

But the truth is,

I admired Naoki Fujitani.

I wanted to be Naoki Fujitani.

I didn't want to chase his back,

but stand beside him.

Not that I'll ever say this again.

Anyway, shall we sing, Big Bro?

I don't believe in hatred with love

I don't believe we're good by nature

I only loved myself

The garden of Tokyo grows misty, misty

On a starless night

The reluctant waning moon drifts above

Blotting out the crescent

A shaking, shaking

Quivering voice

Sang out in full vibrato

The frustrations and struggles of my past

Surely made me who I am

I vowed to this formless love

I don't accept sorrow without love

What sort of day

Lies beyond the end?

A wavering, wavering

Distorted voice

Shouted out in full vibrato

I chose the untraveled path

With cruel yet transparent Freedom and dreams

It made this formless me

So make sure you come to the show.

Promise me.

Toya!

A shaking, shaking

Quivering voice

Sang out in full vibrato

The frustrations and struggles of my past

Wish for this limitless future

I sing this song without an end

I'm so glad I met you

I won't forget that day

We'll surely get through

So light, do not fade

Even if my body weakens

My heart will not

It's the song of our love

Toya!

After the cameras go down, please take the rails too.

Okay, got it.

I've already got the car waiting out back.

Ms. Tajika!

Hey, in the end, that song totally became yours.

Oh, yeah?

This is exactly why I hate you.

-Well, I like you. -Dumbass.

Hey.

You'd better stay alive until a second before I die.

Big Bro.

I probably won't be dying yet.

Either way, let's keep doing music forever.

It'll be fun.

Oh, I'm sorry! Excuse me.

Akane Saijo!

Yes.

Akane Saijo!

Yes!

Is it fun?

Music?

I love it!

See ya.

They all looked happy, didn't they?

What is happiness?

I wonder.

What's yours?

I don't really understand the conventional version of happiness.

Then what's your version…

Mahiro?

Hey.

Do you hate my songs?

I don't hate them.

I just don't like them.

Then what do you like about me?

If you don't like my songs,

tell me what you want.

I'll give you just one thing.

What?

I don't like you, nor do I give a damn.

But…

From now on, your hands and feet are my tools.

In return, I'll let you take one thing with you.

To where?

To the top.

What's yours, Mahiro?

Your happiness?

That you exist.

Because

I want you to show me a glimpse of a breathtaking view.

In fact,

I'm still not satisfied with you as you are now.

Because… I still don't know

whether this is the top or not.

If a place like this is the top, then I'm not satisfied either.

Man, I'm starving.

Let's go get ramen.

That's not happening.

Nice.

Yeah, looking cute.

Great, give me a bigger smile.

Even bigger.

She pulls off every expression.

Yes, that's good! Adorable.

That's it, keep it up.

Now, give me an upward glance.

Okay, great. Cute! Now an even brighter smile.

Yeah, lovely.

Okay, last shot.

One more for good measure.

Good.

Perfect! Okay.

I'll check the monitor.

Ms. Yukino will do the interview during touch-ups.

Damn it. Every last one of them.

All right, then.

Cheers!

Nice work.

I haven't seen Sho drink in half a century.

-Wait, how old is he supposed to be? -That's a memory from my past life.

But, you know, it's kinda nice.

Working up a sweat on stage,

having people listen to our music,

spending time like this with the crew…

It's the best feeling ever.

Sho's a pretty sentimental type, huh?

I didn't say anything.

Wasn't me. It was Akane.

-Not me! -No.

Come on, let's lean into it more!

-What? -Huh?

That's creepy. What is it?

Why are you smiling like that?

Whoa, that scared me!

-Take that! -Ugh, that's crazy!

Over here!

The Four-Player Throwing Game!

We'll take turns throwing one by one.

If you hit that bottle and knock it over, you're good.

If you miss or fail to knock it down, you get a penalty.

What kind of penalty?

Let's see…

How about you spill a secret?

Secret?

If we were in high school, it'd be like confessing who you like.

-Huh? -What?!

It's been a while.

Oh, Doctor.

You're not still doing music, are you?

All right, I'll go first, then Kazushi, then Naoki,

and Akane can nail the final shot.

Okay, here goes Saijo.

-Time out. -What?

-Time out. -Huh?

Time out, time out.

Definitely a sucker for the sentimental.

If we all win together like this,

where's the fun in that?

So let's bet for the final shot

on whether Akane can hit the bottle from this distance.

I… have a feeling I'll hit it.

-Miss. -She'll miss.

My positive comment had no impact?

Then I'll bet on it falling.

I know you can do it, Akane.

I'll do my best for you, Sensei.

Here I go!

Go!

Oh, no!

-Yes! -Yeah!

No way.

Too bad.

No worries, Akane.

So, as promised…

Naoki, your secret first.

Yeah.

You're not in a state to perform music.

What if I still choose to do music anyway?

Are you okay with dying

and leaving music behind?

I…

I haven't told you guys yet, but…

It's confirmed. The Arena Tour.

-What? -What?

For real?

What?! No way!

We did it!

Subtitle translation by: Emily Noguchi