Original subtitles

The road you're on has no end

Why do you keep going on?

Why do you have to take it?

Why do you keep going on?

Why do you have to take it?

Nowadays there's no one like you

Why are you still searching for something?

The road you're on has no end

Poor little Masoho.

You're going towards a goal of hope

The sun will rise again

Young people will start walking again

Yohei, that's not fair!

Choose either one.

This is all there is.

FANCY DANCE

To inherit the temple, he must learn to be a monk.

Just one tough year, and his future is fixed.

A great life.

That's right. I'm stuck in a third-rate food company.

So good to be the 2nd generation.

The 10th, actually.

Simply put, the nice Yohei...

mustn't disappoint his father.

Thank you. Grandfather's so thrilled.

It's only a year.

You needn't take over the temple right away.

You're free until your father dies.

Ouch!

Be still, or I'll cut you.

Sorry.

It's only a year. One year.

Then I'll be back.

Don't. Or I'll resent your going.

I want you to resent it.

But you'll still be going.

I'm fed up being a monk!

I'm fed up being a monk!

Floating with the clouds, dancing in the water

That's what the word monk means!

How cruel!

Drop dead!

Her ex was a Christian missionary.

From Jesus to Buddha.

Yohei, come back alive!

Welcome on board.

How noble! Going to Meikei Temple for training?

And so young.

You want one? It's nice.

Thank you.

Ikuo!

- Hey bro. - Why are you here?

I'm going, too.

Two brothers taking the robe,

I'm very impressed!

Would you like one? It's nice.

You still angry?

Don't let him know before you reach the temple.

He's finally agreed to take over the temple.

If you'd become a monk, then why am I here?

I said yes because I know your health is too precarious.

I'm sacrificing everything.

And now you pop up.

I should have left it to you. I don't want to be a monk.

Relax. I'm not interested in Dad's temple. It's all yours.

I'll follow Dad's example and marry into a sect.

That's why you want to be a monk?

I can see from Dad that it's an easy life.

Yes!

...del corazon!

But...

Is the training harsh?

I shouldn't leave you here and go home.

Dad trapped me.

Which way is Tokyo?

All the winds come straight from Tokyo.

Masoho, we have to be chaste now.

Be patient.

The pleasure will be greater.

It's only a year, let's use it wisely.

Well then, I'm off.

Thanks for doing this for me.

Don't say this. It's for us.

Don't, it'll make it harder.

Hi.

MEIKEI TEMPLE

We beseech you to accept us as novices.

Can't hear you.

We beseech you accept us as novices.

Can't hear you.

You're late.

Avert your eyes.

I'm your senior.

You hear me?

Eyes down! Name?

What is your name?

- Chinrai Shinada. - Can't hear you.

- Chinrai Shinada. - Can't hear you.

Chinrai Shinada. Chinrai Shinada.

Chinrai Shinada.

Why are you here?

Don't you know?

Then I won't let you in. Get out!

Anyone else want out?

Why are you here?

To train!

To train what?

To train myself.

What's "myself"?

What's this?

A Walkman.

What? You're not on a vacation!

Get up!

- Ouch! - What are you doing?

Only sutras! No rock music!

- Bullshit! - Get up!

- My leg's numb! - Come over! - Fool!

Come over!

- Get up! - Yes!

You brought a Shinto charm to a Buddhist temple!

Why bring that?

From Mum.

This is not a pub.

RESTING PLACE

What?

What is this?

This is that fat guy's bundle.

Hurry up!

Come on, son.

Who do they think they are?

Novices just admitted are to settle in "Resting Place" first,

to learn the basics of a monk's life.

To bed by nine and up at three.

The first week was spent sitting.

After that we take our meals and clean up the corridors,

leaving us time just for the toilet.

I LOVE YOU

What the hell!

This is a temple!

You fool!

I must consider how much good did I do...

because this food doesn't come easily.

Chinrai, mouth off the bowl. Don't eat like a dog.

Straighten up, hold your bowl,

use your spoon and eat silently.

Yohei, don't do that.

Your tongue.

- Don't scratch your head. - Yes.

Eishun, no noise.

Getting used to the rituals makes the food tasteless.

Porridge and salted sesame for breakfast.

Lunch and supper, soup and vegetables.

Even though we got used to the rituals, we felt hungry all the time.

- Be quick about it! - Yes!

Don't dawdle! Don't dawdle!

Be the rag.

Clean everything, not just dirt.

Don't dawdle!

Come on, hurry!

Move, move.

I didn't know she's the future heiress of a temple.

I've got to be a monk to marry her.

But it's a real goldmine. A building, car park and kindergarten.

Even tennis courts.

- Marrying into money? - What about you?

I'm escaping from a woman.

When my hair is as long as yours, we'll wed...

Stop singing!

- Rags don't sing. - Yes.

Get a move on!

- Go! - Yes!

What's the noise?

Abbot Juryu...

Are you alright?

Ikuo, are you okay?

You're hopeless.

She's beautiful.

After a week we were off probation...

and permitted to enter the temple.

We're now officially leading the lives of ascetics.

In a temple, names are pronounced in Chinese style.

Yohei remained the same,

Ikuo became Ikusho.

It's Shoei and her attendant Jian.

What?

To the senior monks, she's like...

the Rosemary of the temple.

Rosemary?

Don't you read girls' comics?

You're so out of touch.

We both will while we're here.

Of course not. Monks are very trendy.

They're so cool.

KITCHEN

Ouch!

A temple is like an organization,

monks taking various duties.

Even novices have to help out.

The duties are rotated and you can't refuse to do them.

You must do whatever you're assigned.

MONKS MONTHLY

I got the bell.

Different bell tolls, in their number...

and timings, have different meanings.

For example, the morning bell has these variances.

To awaken, ablutions, to mark the hours,

the daily rituals, prayers and observances

meal times, cleaning, various duties, and so on.

In total, 17 distinct routines.

The articulation, the ringing the clothing and the timing

were codified 700 years ago.

I must memorize them all.

Not only the morning bell...

but the day time and evening bells as well.

NOTEBOOK OF YOHEI SHIONO

No one has the leisure to count them.

Latrine duty.

TOILET

Some do have the leisure.

A big temple?

Probably not.

Forget it, she's a dog.

You're lucky, Koki. You've got Madonna.

It may be my last chance.

Fair enough.

It's too soft.

We were constantly weakened by all those

cleaning, chanting, meditating, porridge, duties and blows.

Sleep was our only respite... of course not.

Even sleeping is codified.

Two quilts lashed together like a sleeping bag,

wrapping up the chest and feet. And to lie on our right arm,

The head turning towards the Buddha.

No crossing nor relaxation of the legs.

No nakedness, nor indecent posturing.

The body to the right, legs slightly bent.

Right hand beneath the chin.

Left leg atop the right.

The big toe of the left foot on the inner ankle of the right foot.

Ouch!

What is it? Sweep it right!

Do it right!

Yes.

That's Madonna.

Who?

The temple heartthrob.

You're kidding.

She always takes her granny here to their family graves.

- Wash it. - Yes.

He's been here too long.

She's very sweet.

I'm not that desperate for women.

She's a convenience store.

Always open.

You're ever so kind.

Atsushi?

Bring it closer.

Say when.

Mouth off the bowl.

No noises.

Both hands.

My boss is a Zen freak.

He said we need to open up our minds to develop a new product.

I have to hand in a new product proposal when I get back.

Better my resignation.

Then you could come here. It's great.

You must be kidding.

But you have changed.

Really?

This ancient code of Zen is starting to dawn on me.

I thought the living style from several hundred years ago...

is so unfashionable for a modern man like me, but...

clicking my fingers before taking a shit,

brushing the bowl after having porridge,

Not only those.

A senior monk carrying a sutra across the hall.

These changed my thinking.

Right!

I considered myself highly aesthetic, I've finally been awakened

by the ritualistic life of a temple.

Such aesthetics can never be found in the vulgar outside world.

Look at the lines of the robes.

I hate the monk who codified the training menu that changes a city boy.

I hate the Buddha who inspired him even more.

When I use my nerves, I feel ecstasy running through my fingertips.

It's living, in the ultimate fashion.

Call me paranoid, even narcissistic.

I am all of it. A superior being. The Buddha was right.

You haven't changed.

Yeah, well...

That's not my intention...

Then what is?

No, you see...

What are you up to?

What are you doing here, Ikusho?

You should be in bed.

Why are you in this temple?

You do penance tomorrow, you fools.

You're walking a shaky bridge.

Your Walkman.

Are you asking me for a favour?

Don't be so suspicious.

That's hardly following the Buddha's path.

You should be thankful.

You're whoring yourself for me?

Give me back my rock music!

Run after it...

Run after it... Snow Country...

ABBOT'S OFFICE

That is sufficient.

If you're repentant, please carry on your penance.

Ryoko, I entrust them to you.

Ikusho!

Jian, go get some ice.

Yohei, continue.

Masoho's seeing Ryuichi again.

That Christian who plays lousy rock in a missionary university.

He's now forming his own band,

and invited Masoho to go to London with him.

London or a mountain temple there's no comparison.

What's up, Yohei?

We're supposed to go to India together.

What do you want?

Everything in the world, including your heart, is karma.

There is neither a tangible nor an intangible world.

You are the universe, as it is you.

All human feelings, thoughts, actions and spirits are all karma.

All things subjective and objective are all void, said the Buddha.

God created the universe in seven days.

- Ka! - Hosanna!

- Ban! - Hallelujah!

Stop! My head is splitting!

What's this all about?

You're possessed by an evil spirit.

Masoho.

Masoho!

I was only kidding.

Good morning.

Morning.

Thank you.

You wear that to work?

No way. She has to be meek and behave like a waitress.

You've grown up.

Hi, Atsushi.

What's happening to you guys?

Don't come here dressed like that.

Today's Masoho's birthday party. Join us.

It's your birthday?

Three days ago.

No present from Yohei,

not even a card or a call.

We're cheering her up.

You're asking for the impossible.

No outside communication for 3 months.

He could've given you a message.

You saw him, right?

Yes.

But with such a life, he'd have forgotten it.

See, Masoho?

He's having so much fun,

so he's forgotten you.

That's not the case...

I have the perfect present for you.

Here.

A portable, popup altar.

Eishun & Yohei: General Affairs

Your brother certainly knows how to behave...

Ikusho: Reception

and get what he wants.

Chinrai: Attendance

Right. I didn't realize he has that talent.

He learns from your mistakes.

He won't blow it like you.

You want some cake?

Shoei uses this for underwear. How flashy.

Master wears a loin cloth.

Abbot wears animal pattern briefs, sometimes designer brands.

A real snob.

Bragging he's a city boy.

He has a very urban way of showing his knot.

Very Italian.

Shoei abhors him.

Yeah, she's so traditional.

She's going away for a four-day pilgrimage.

The Abbot's bound to live it up.

He does love his sushi.

We can, too.

He won't while she's here. She hates the stench.

Heard you.

What?

After cleaning, you still have work to do!

I still heard you.

A flag was flapping noisily in the wind.

A monk said, "the flag is in motion".

Another said, "it's the wind".

Huineng, the 6th Patriarch, saw them and said,

"your hearts are stirring".

Mumon's commentary on this Zen koan,

"neither the wind nor the flag is in motion,"

"but neither is the heart."

Do you understand?

I miss you, my dear Suzu.

I'm working hard.

First become the flag and the wind,

fluttering unconsciously and making all those flapping noises.

You called?

Do not cast scorn on the fart

it is but one manifestation of the Buddha.

A lifetime of sermons crystallized in a fart.

It was the last lesson of the Buddha.

The funny part being, it was or wasn't a lesson.

I'm now passing on Buddha's fart to you.

What are you thinking?

Shoei is going away today.

You'll miss her.

No way.

Her room...

must have a lot of snacks given by believers.

Take one or two, she won't notice.

You're going in?

Not while Jian's there.

Then what?

Tonight I'll get him out of the way.

And then...

You want me to steal?

A dandy like me don't steal munchies.

Did it again.

RECEPTION

Don't overdo it.

Have you left some for Ikusho?

I forgot...

Never mind. He doesn't like sweets.

He's so fabulous!

Is it true that Jian doesn't want Shoei to know...

he has a weakness for sushi?

Thanks to that, we now have sushi.

Don't tell others...

that you want to eat sushi.

Delicious, eh?

It feels empty.

Fulfilled desires make one feel empty.

Well...

have you considered what we've done?

Look at our regimen.

Eat, meditate, clean.

Chanting without understanding.

What's it all for?

To marry your rich girl.

You were born and raised in a temple.

But I've gotten confused.

Monks should be noble. Everyone respects them.

I don't expect full enlightenment,

but the glimmer of understanding I got...

getting a temple like this is a con job.

Earning money through lying, I hate this.

Yohei, is your Dad enlightened?

...del corazon!

He's eaten himself to sleep? Never saw anyone like that!

But I've been wondering...

Chinrai is such a weird name.

May I help you?

Our school once took us here to hear a sermon.

You never mentioned anything about school girls.

School tours are Reception's duties.

Ikusho never said anything.

We...

came to thank Ikusho for his sermon.

This is his brother.

Really?

I miss this word.

I'll go get him.

Please wait at the reception room.

Yes!

Eishun, aren't they...

cute?

Just a bit.

Right.

I seem to have lost faith in my aesthetic sense.

You fell for Madonna?

DON'T PHOTOGRAPH THE MONKS

The robes are cute.

And they carry a blue handkerchief.

Supercool!

When did you get this made?

Oh! It's Nodaya!

Like it?

He's coming.

Let's take a photo together.

What? Really?

Ready?

At the count of three, mock the monk.

Such a funny monk.

Give me your address and I'll send them on.

But that's our camera.

Of course.

Yohei, what are you doing here?

Hello, Ikusho!

We started an Ikusho fan club at our school.

And we've brought you a present.

A bag we made.

What's your favorite food?

Birthday?

Girlfriends?

Blood type?

The girls adore him.

Why take me here?

If someone sees me with you,

it'll look like I'm a polite escort for a visitor to the graveyard.

If you're seen taking pictures with schoolgirls,

what's the best explanation?

Mr. Monk, you look so cute!

You saw it?

How about a monk who does this to a beauty?

What's this?

She's looking for her ancestral plot.

Miss.

What's your relation to him?

It's strictly forbidden for a novice in training...

to have a rendezvous.

Rendezvous?

Yohei, wait in my study!

Send the young lady off.

Damn.

Happy Birthday.

Eh? It's not till October.

Training is tough.

Bye. Take care.

Damn.

I'm sorry.

Yohei!

Damn.

You've disgraced yourself.

You use this position to make money!

You sold this to those salaryman pilgrims.

Why did you come here?

Shall I answer it for you?

You have to inherit your family temple.

You're not dedicated to the training.

You don't do your duties properly.

You think a year here will suffice.

But you can't even bear this out.

Friends appear and you forget your studies.

You're still obsessed with worldly desires.

I detest you.

Born into the priesthood.

Merely going through the motions.

I hate people like you.

Your reason for coming here,

is no concern of mine.

It only concerns that person.

But you will not sully our...

700-year-old temple.

This I will not concede.

One more infraction and you're out.

You understand?

GOLDEN PAVILION HOT SPRINGS

Cavorting with schoolgirls!

What training!

I'm the one suffering.

What's so exciting for him to sit there all day?

It's stupid.

Me, too.

I'll do what I want.

Why should I suffer on my own?

You've lost your spirit.

Eh? Really?

Caught by the girl you're escaping from.

And seen by the abbot.

Forget it.

Forget Masoho?

Write her a letter at least.

Be yourself, Yohei.

Good morning.

Morning.

Sorry, I'm busy.

Ishida, where's that file?

It's not ready...

Then get to it.

SORRY

SO SORRY

I'm not that naive, Yohei.

September. New novices arrived.

And we're now seniors.

And finally given permission to step out of the temple.

To beg for alms for the first time.

- Excuse me... - He's at the temple.

Please give us alms,

and you'll be blessed in this and your afterlife.

Excuse me. Free for tea?

You're kidding!

Want to have tea with me?

Never.

- He tried to pick me up. - A monk?

CABARET CLUB

What if we get caught? Shoei will know it!

We act and die as one.

Don't be a coward.

- It's hand job bar. - Just a cabaret.

I'm starving.

ALL YOU CAN EAT AND DRINK 5 PM ~ 5,000 YEN, 7 PM ~ 9,000 YEN

Chinrai!

Welcome!

Table for three?

Welcome.

Such cute little monks.

What about that guy?

He's slime.

He thought this was a hand job bar!

What's going on?

May we join you?

What would you like to drink? Start with beer?

Beer, please.

Which temple are you from?

I'll do my chow chant.

Wonderful! Do it again!

Eaten himself to sleep again!

Help me.

Bro.

How did they know?

Koki. I'll leave it to you.

Yes.

The rod for you all.

20 strokes and one month latrine duty.

Meditate till morning.

I'll tell Shoei on you.

About your sushi feasts.

You ate too.

So what?

Forget it.

Traitor! So you're having sushi behind my back!

What about you? You're having those yokan cakes!

Stop it!

Stop it, stupid!

So you stole those cakes?

50 strokes and a week of fasting!

I'll tell about your smoking and drinking!

Little creep!

I became the Master's attendant.

Almost like a valet.

So that I won't be a bad influence on others.

Quarantined.

Exiled.

Fishing in a pond with no fish.

What am I doing here?

An arrow shot without force and without any aim,

will hit nothing nor miss nothing.

It's absolute exile.

Ready?

No objections from your parents?

Why should they object?

Zen is the world. Zen is the universe.

All religions of the world...

are components of the universe.

Hi there.

Care for some Buddhist meat? Three principles.

1. I didn't watch it being killed.

2. It wasn't killed for me.

3. And no suspicion of same.

Therefore, it's pure.

Wait. That's Koki's?

Right, it was on his desk.

You've been exiled, so you probably don't know...

but the whole place knows it.

A finger lickin' love story.

Madonna came to see him yesterday.

With a ribbon on the fried chicken bucket.

But he hid from her.

And she waited for five hours, without a word.

Her love moved him...

to accept the fried chicken.

You'll still eat it?

He can only beat us and have us meditate.

I'm used to it.

Inhuman!

I am the Buddha. That's why I'm here.

You there, Yohei?

It's Koki!

Quick, run!

Yes?

So here you are.

There's a TV crew, will you help?

That foreigner could do it.

He's had enough of being put on show just because he's a foreigner.

What about you?

You're far more capable and stronger than me.

I've got things to do.

Alright.

Let's roll.

Here we go.

Whenever you're ready.

Yes. Sure.

Trapped again.

Excuse me.

Pipi or caca?

Caca.

I heard a monk's life is strictly codified,

how about toilet?

Yes.

First disrobe and hang it up.

And then...

Pour sufficient water.

Approach the toilet.

Ms. Akanishi, a monk is on TV. Take a look.

In front of the door,

if no one answers, you may enter.

After that,

put the bucket down and rinse your right hand first.

Then chant a sutra at heart and do your thing.

And then?

Wet the left hand...

and wipe with the fingers.

Wipe what?

Sorry?

Wipe what?

The anus.

Isn't that Masoho's boyfriend?

The anus.

Yes, he is my boyfriend. Sorry.

Then wash the left hand.

Take your time.

And their training continues.

The hardest part is in December.

A full week of sitting and meditating.

From 3 am to 9 pm, and one all-nighter.

After that all-nighter,

their solemn face will inspire us with their holiness.

That's it.

Big deal.

I love you

I still love you so

RESTING PLACE

Chinrai has diabetes?

Unbelievable in these spartan conditions.

You knew?

He's gone back home.

Apparently so.

Seems like only yesterday.

Why say so?

You're leaving in March?

Yes, Dad can't bear it any longer and wrote this letter.

What about you?

I've nothing to go back to.

So I'll finish the course, be an elite monk...

and become Shoei's disciple.

What?

You, a disciple? With all those Christmas presents

sent to a Buddhist temple?

Who's this for?

Eishun?

I guess so, but let me take a look.

You can't read someone's mail.

How else will we know whose it is?

You shouldn't.

Whose was it?

From Masoho?

Does everyone know?

- No. - Really?

As I expected.

She met someone,

and ran off with him.

Damn.

As they say,

you must keep your eyes on your women.

Eishun stayed.

"You must hit rock bottom to have real training"

became his favorite phrase.

No, like this.

652 meditations, 108 latrine duties,

5,000 strokes.

Only three days and I'm free.

This letter...

Oh that...

Such a stupid letter, better discard it.

Who wrote it?

What?

I did.

Why?

My year is up.

Yohei.

You're slated to lead the ascetic training.

Show your "laddership" qualities.

But that's not for two months.

No one cares.

You're wrong. Just yesterday we discussed it.

Oh no!

Oh yes!

It's your chance to have real training.

Is it true that I'm to lead the ascetic training?

That is correct.

I can't.

I fully agree.

I'll do it. I'll lead!

What?

You're not leaving?

I have one thing to say.

I don't care about your Zen questioning.

A lover who isn't there when he's needed is no lover.

In name only, and it means nothing.

My condolences.

Hello?

Been promoted, have you?

You keep it up, boy!

We'll come to give you support.

Banzai!

OK! OK!

Meat today.

Eat up.

Yohei and Ikuo.

Temple life is broken into summer and winter sessions.

Each of the summer and winter sessions...

consists of 3 months of harsh training.

The leaders serve as examples to their team members.

All culminating in the Zen questioning contest.

The leader and the novices contesting each other in Zen.

If unsuccessful, no diploma is given.

In smaller temples five questions suffice.

Here, with 25 members we have 25 questions.

I returned home...

and asked for advice for this formalist contest.

We won't lose, boys.

- Let's go. - Yes!

The secretary, assistant in name,

is actually in charge of the temple's schedule.

Koki grinds the organ, I play monkey.

119 DAYS BEFORE I LEAVE

Alright, we're in charge of this...

we can't expect things to go as we please.

The novices are to test you

as a person and as a monk...

to see if you're worthy of the position.

In effect they'll be your enemies.

He'll rely on your support, Eishun.

You haven't cleaned it properly.

Koki decided the theme for Zen questioning.

"Valet's Question over Tea." It's tough.

What's unclear to you?

I don't understand a thing.

If you queerly understand it, the Buddha would lose his pedestal.

Clearly.

No matter what...

is the reason for you to come,

you now have a position of responsibility.

In Zen terms,

you're now on top of the bamboo pole.

That is, on the highest position.

What do you do now?

Any fool can climb.

If he's on the top, one more step and he'll fall.

RESTING PLACE

SUMMER TERM 1990 ZEN CONTEST QUESTIONS BOOK

The valet asked Reverend Tokusan:

"Where did the saints end up?"

Tokusan pretended not to hear.

The valet was dissatisfied.

Next day the valet offered tea to Tokusan who just took a bath.

Tokusan stroked the valet's back.

At that moment, the valet thought Tokusan finally recognized his worth.

What?

He understood just by being stroked?

Sounds gay to me.

Excuse me!

I'm Ichiyu.

I dropped my bowl during lunch.

Do it for real!

Punishment deserves gravity.

I cannot do it.

I'm not confident in punishing someone seriously.

Your confidence doesn't matter.

Put yourself in his place.

A soft thrashing will confuse him.

Stop appearing lenient to others.

You also must feel the blow.

I'll clean the toilets.

Tokusan was always harsh with his thrashing.

But he stroked the valet's back.

Sometimes cotton is at the core of an iron rod.

Sometimes a rock is concealed in cotton.

I'll finish off the questioning.

You might have memorized the correct answers,

but make sure the sequence is correct.

The leader will also memorize them.

But it must appear to be a real Q&A.

You must move the audience.

OK. Ikusho, you're the first.

We begin...

How many times must I tell you?

Shout it!

Why are we wearing these?

ZEN QUESTIONING

Yohei.

I knew you'd come.

You certainly look the part.

Anyone would, after 14 months and 18 days.

On such an important day,

you can still joke with such joy.

I know you've settled in.

I don't think so. Today is the final day of my training.

I wish I had three more months.

I feel gloomy.

So you like it here?

I deny it, in the name of god.

Another joke.

You did this to make me laugh. Even an ant would laugh.

You can't have me and the temple.

Do your best.

Where are Kanako and Atsushi?

They couldn't make it.

With these I can't sit with my legs folded.

They hurt.

The valet asked Reverend Tokusan:

where did the saints end up?

He pretended not to hear.

I give thee this rod.

To kill or enlighten.

The Zen Questioning begins.

If you have answers, speak out!

What if the enlightened one has become confused?

I know not of such a person.

Should such a person suddenly appear... what to do?

There is no difference between confusion and enlightenment.

It is well understood.

See the illusion.

All laws are appearances.

Your blessing.

You've done well.

Why did you...

choose such a difficult koan?

To show the import of my life study.

Give meaning to your words.

The living will die. Those who meet will part.

All that appears to be a lifetime,

is over in an eye blink.

What meanest thou?

The very flowers clutching the cliff have life.

There is more to impart.

Wouldst thou desire to hear?

And your advice for those still searching?

Be it false, I shall smite you.

Hasten not upon this road

for all must journey towards enlightenment.

You have gone far in your studies.

But beware the fall from the pinnacle of vanity.

Be praised.

Your tutelage.

Be it praised.

Stop! Wait.

Heed me.

During your training,

you had a rendezvous with a woman.

What have you to say?

Let it be.

Enough!

Yohei, you lose.

She defeated you.

You have a long way to catch up.

I went beyond the pole top.

I took a step and fell to the bottom.

The abbot and Shoei suggested I should leave.

But the Master insisted that I've just begun.

So they gave in,

and ordered me to continue my training here.

In the end,

I was once again torn between Masoho and the temple.

I had to keep on swimming in the sea of troubles.

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Thank you.

What happened?

Once he felt my tongue, he became feeble.