Original subtitles

In matters relating to the world of the dead

there is an institution that judges the sins of the deceased

the Ju-Oh-Cho.

The Summons Section of the Judgment Bureau

comprises a group supporting the ministry's operating functions

by guiding the lost souls that wander the mortal world.

They are also known as...

the Shinigami.

nureta hitomi no oku

Deep behind its wavering stare

aoi tsuki wa shizuka ni koboreochiteyuku

The pale moon quietly descends

Yami no Matsuei

azayaka na sekai wa

The splendid world

oto mo naku shizuka ni yami ni kieteyuku

Disappears into the darkness without a sound

byouyomi no naka kakemeguru yami no naka o

Running about in the dark as time runs out

soshite aratanaru toki o mukae ima

A new era beckons now

kizutsuita kuroi tsubasa

The injured black wings

tsuki no akari ni terasarete

Shine in the moonlight

utsukushiku maiagare

Rising upward in a beautiful dance

shinku no kuchizuke ga ima

The crimson kiss

kokoro no oku ni nagarekomu

Flows deeply into the soul

soshite yume no naka e

Penetrating into one's dreams

Wonderful...

I will now be among the top violinists.

With this violin, there is nothing I have to fear.

Episode 4

Devil's Trill, Part 1

Ophthalmologist Examination Room

Now slowly open your eyes.

Well? Can you see my hand?

Y-Yes.

Good.

Now I want you to look out the window.

Can you see far as well?

Uh, what?

Huh? Does it hurt?

Uh, no.

But what a relief.

This means I can play the violin again.

You were lucky there was a cornea donor.

Well, let's get you discharged.

Uh, could you hang on a second?

I'd like to thank the person who donated his cornea.

You want to thank the donor?

That won't be possible.

Otonashi-san, the donor, has already passed away.

Then what about his family?

I don't feel right about not giving them my thanks.

Family, huh?

I believe Otonashi-san had a daughter called Kazusa.

I hear she's the only family.

So she's an orphan just like you.

Kazusa-san, you have a guest.

Okay!

Who are you?

Um, I'm Minase Hijiri.

If you're Hijiri, can I call you Hi-chan?

Uh, sure. I'm here to thank you.

Thank me?

Because your father donated his cornea...

I'm able to see now. That's why.

I'm glad for you, Hi-chan.

I also want to apologize.

Why do you apologize?

I'm fine. I really am.

I'm fine.

Kazusa...

Is that your violin?

Uh, yeah. That's right.

My father used to play violin too.

- He was really good at it. - Is that right?

Promise me that I'll one day be able to hear you play?

Promise?

Sure. It's a promise.

Pledge to make a promise...

and if you lie, you'll have to drink poison!

I've been in a state of despair since then.

My chest feels tight, and it's sometimes hard to breathe.

I feel as though I killed Kazusa's father.

That night...

I felt guilty about my own existence for the first time.

Principal's Office

Well, I'm so glad that you're feeling much better.

Thank you.

There's one thing.

Our regular concert series is coming up next week, right?

I want you to perform a solo violin piece.

I'll leave you to decide what music to play.

Don't worry.

I'm sure you'll have no problem getting right back into it.

I'm looking forward to it, Minase-kun.

Yes. Thank you.

Hijiri!

It's been such a long time!

Your eyes are okay now?

Can't you tell?

Thank goodness!

We've all been waiting for you to come back to school.

Things were pretty crazy around school while you were away.

Ordinary people like us have been pushed aside into a corner.

A violin solo concert by Minase Hijiri-kun, huh?

Good work promoting yourself after your absence.

Saionji...

Is this some kind of joke?

The idiot principal.

He ignores the students who have been practicing diligently

in favor of letting some guy who was practically dead

to do the solo concert.

What are you trying to say?

We're saying that if you weren't such a pet of the principal's

you wouldn't have been given that job.

Watch that attitude of yours.

I don't care if you're the All-Japan winner.

If you carry on the way you've been, you might get hurt.

- All right, Minase? - Stupid idiot.

You incompetent rich boys ought to stay out of this.

What'd you say?!

Wait until you beat me at least once

before you go spouting off like that, Saionji.

Whether it be violin or fist fighting

you'll never be a match for me.

Well...

for a rich boy whose daddy's money got him a place here

I'd say a million years wouldn't be enough.

Don't you forget this, Minase!

I'll show you what happens when you come against me.

Go on! Run away!

Are you okay?!

Hijiri!

Infirmary Room

Excuse me.

What's the matter?

Uh, huh? Where's the doctor?

Oh, Dr. Hara's sick, so he took the day off.

I'm the substitute.

Well, can I get some painkillers? I have a headache.

Sure.

Let's see.

Here. Have some of this herbal medicine.

That's for the stomach.

Good grief.

Get it together, Doc.

I'll be more careful next time.

Here.

The resemblance is uncanny.

Music Room Nº1

Shomiwa School of Music

Minase Hijiri

Fire Alarm

- Hey, what's going on?! - I-It's a fire!

Wh-Where's it from?!

The Music Room Nº1!

Our violins!

Yami no Matsuei

I'm sorry, Kazusa.

I don't think I can keep that promise I made.

Why?

There was a fire at my school, and my violin was burned.

That was a memento from my dead father.

It was a cheap, old violin that always sounded out of tune.

But it was the one thing that was able to understand me.

It was like an extension of my body.

Kazusa?

I'll give this to you, Hi-chan.

You know, Kazusa...

each and every violin is a little different.

The person playing it has to be in tune with it

or you can't produce a beautiful sound.

You can't just substitute violins.

This is the violin that my father used.

It's my precious treasure.

But I want you to feel better and become well, so...

Incredible!

I feel like its sucking in my soul.

Are you sure I can have this?

Sure.

I think even the violin would be happy if you played it.

Music Room Nº5

That's wrong, Yamashita!

Look carefully. It's a double flat there!

I-I'm sorry.

If you can't play music as simple as this

I can't have you play in the concert series.

That's enough. Get back to your seat.

- Yes, sir. - I know, sir.

How about we have Minase-kun show us his stuff?

I agree! I agree!

He is a genius after all.

He should be able to get used to a new violin pretty quickly.

I-I wonder...

All right then. Minase, you're next.

Y-Yes, sir.

Amazing!

Th-The Devil's Trill.

When did he master that difficult piece?!

Hijiri must be a genius after all.

That's enough, Minase!

Wh-What's up with him?!

He looks crazed!

And look at his eye!

The devil?

What I'm trying to say is that he was playing

a piece called ''The Devil's Trill.''

Now there's a rumor that he's been possessed by the devil.

The whole school's in a panic over this.

By the way, what's this ''Devil's Trill''?

Don't you know?

It's a violin sonata composed by the Italian composer Guiseppe Tartini.

They say he wrote it after selling his soul to the devil

and making a pact with the devil.

It's one of the most difficult pieces of violin music to play.

They say that even a pro has a hard time playing it.

Even if you've been marked by the devil.

The Devil's Trill, huh?

There's Minase.

Do you think those rumors are true?

He kept playing the Devil's Trill even though he was bleeding?

His left eye shines in gold color at night!

A genius is one step away from becoming a monster.

Now be careful.

Kazusa.

Don't come near me!

Now, now. What's going on, Kazusa?

It's just Mr. Minase.

- You're the devil! - What're you doing?!

I'm scared!

Don't look at me!

You're not the Hijiri that I know! You're the devil!

N-No!

Where's my father?

Please! I want my father back!

I want him back!

Minase Hijiri.

Your existence itself is the source of your guilt.

You have no worth and no reason to live.

That's right. That's totally right.

I should've done this much sooner.

On the night when I felt guilty about my own existence.

Where am I?

Why would there be cherry blossoms at this time of year?

Am I in heaven?

Unfortunately, this is not heaven.

But it's not hell either.

Welcome to the Judgment Bureau, Minase Hijiri.

Y-You're the substitute from the infirmary!

And you're--

Who on earth are you guys, anyway?

We're not human beings.

We work for the Summons Section of the Judgment Bureau.

- We're Shinigami. - Shinigami?!

Th-Then does that mean I'm dead?

No, you're not dead. But you did sustain a severe injury.

You have a violin, don't you? A gift from Otonashi Kazusa?

Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?

There's quite a story to it.

It produces a beautiful sound when you play it.

One that will improve the violinist's skill several fold.

But it belongs to the devil who will suck your soul out in exchange.

Wh-What is this nonsense?

This isn't some cartoon.

And it will torment the owner of the violin psychologically

driving him to commit suicide.

Just like how you cut your throat open in that chapel.

Apparently hundreds have died from it in other countries.

And now it's come to Japan. What a panic!

As we were tracking down the violin

we came across a man called Otonashi Tatsuya.

But he'd already died accidentally before we caught up to him.

We had no choice but to ask his daughter Kazusa about it

but she wouldn't say anything about the violin.

We pleaded with the nun to get a hold of this instead.

This is Otonashi's diary.

We should have been able to learn

how he got that violin from what's written here.

And from investigating the diary

we weren't able to figure out the origin of the violin,

but something unbelievable was written in there.

Gushoushin.

Right!

I had a strange dream last night.

An enormous devil with black wings appeared in my dream.

And he offered to grant me my most cherished wish

in exchange for my most dearest possession.

Well, I figured that this was only a dream

so I asked the devil to make me into a successful violinist,

and to give my daughter status and position in life

such that she can live comfortably.

That's when the devil touched my left eye

and said as he laughed...

''Don't you forget. This is the contract.''

In the next moment, a terrible burn and light assaulted my left eye.

It was the seal of the contract.

No way!

The cornea that was transplanted to your left eye, Hijiri.

Not only that, you also possess that violin.

A cursed violin and a contract with the devil.

Seems too much, don't you think?

Here's what we'll do, Hijiri.

I want to do some tests on your left eye.

We need to find out what sort of pact Otonashi made with the devil.

But I don't know.

Don't you worry, Hijiri.

You can be sure that we will protect you.

We won't let you get hurt.

You'll have to trust us.

All right.

There's a small scratch on the cornea.

This is probably the contract.

What the heck is that?

It's coded, so that it can't be read.

It's what they call an anagram.

He's pretty good, that devil.

Don't flatter him. Just decode it.

Yes, yes.

Huh? Wh-What is this?

All right. I'll read it.

The one who has entered into this contract

shall gain stature as a violinist under the mark of the devil.

In exchange, when the contractor's goal is attained

he shall hand over the life of his daughter to me.

By daughter, does he mean Kazusa?!

What does this mean?!

Well, I can't really answer that.

Normally this contract would have been fulfilled

when Otonashi Tatsuya died accidentally.

However, because his cornea which serves as the contract

was transplanted into Hijiri,

Otonashi Tatsuya has, in a strange sense, continued to live.

I see.

As long as even one cell of the contractor lives, the contract lives.

In other words, this devil will have to fulfill the contract again.

The devil wouldn't accept anything less reasonable.

That's right.

Hijiri's life is actually in danger.

He was even induced to commit suicide.

The devil wants to kill Hijiri

and eliminate Otonashi Tatsuya, who continues to live within Hijiri.

Then the contract will be fulfilled.

Next Episode

In Minase Hijiri's left cornea

there was a contract seal with the devil.

Just leave it to me, Tsuzuki.

I, Watari-sama, will reveal its identity.

It'll be a piece of cake!

You mean with a Ouija board?!

Next time on Yami no Matsuei: The Devil's Trill, Part 2

Episode 5 Devil's Trill, Part 2

Those who live in the darkness wander aimlessly.

arumikan no marui en o mashikaku ni orinagara

As I square the round edges on the drink

kimi o matsu machikado sa

I wait for you on the street corner

nakami no ekitai wa mou nurukute nomenai kedo

The liquid inside is warm and I can't drink it anymore

shikatanaku motsu ore sa

But what can I do but hold onto to it?

yami no naka de ore o utsusu garasu keesu ni kazarareta

In the glass case reflecting me in the darkness

ningyou ga sakki kara kowai kao de ore o miteru

There is a doll that has been scowling at me

ore no fuku kuchibue wa wari to akarui uta de

The tune I whistle is a bright and cheerful one

zensekai no hitotachi ni sasagerareta noizu

A little noise dedicated to the people of the world

dare hitori shiru hazu no nai kono merodi ga

No one could possibly recognize the melody

omae ni wa kikoeru ka? Sayonara da Love me

But do you hear it? Good-bye, Love me