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

The one I love... Come and find me quickly.

Episode 10

The Kyoto Arc, Part 1

You'll catch cold if you nap here.

Like a small boat drifting in a sunset calm.

Cherry blossoms bloom here all year round.

How spoiled we are.

Do you think so?

It's the fleeting nature of the blossoms that make them beautiful.

And people too.

Never mind. We've got a meeting coming up, don't we?

Tsuzuki-san...

This is the first victim.

The second, third...

The fourth, and all the way up to the tenth.

Serial murders that have been taking place in Kyoto.

The victims have all had their hair cut.

There you have it. Tsuzuki, Kurosaki...

I want you to fly to Kyoto and help Watari on this.

Uh, sure.

I understand.

It doesn't surprise me that this is the spot for school field trips.

Look at the number of students.

Beautiful fall foliage here. And great climate this time of year.

I was born in Kyoto, so you can leave the navigating to me.

Also, this is a bountiful season for local delicacies.

Kyoto radishes, shrimp potatoes, and mibuna cabbages...

Oh, right. We can't forget the matsutake mushrooms.

Huh? Watari-san, I thought you were from Osaka.

I was raised in Osaka, but I was born in Kyoto.

Thanks to all that, I've got an inaccurate Kansai accent.

Watari, let's get down to business.

What's the real reason why you brought us here?

You're responsible for this area.

I'm sure there's a good reason for you to bring us into your territory.

You see through everything, Tsuzuki?

All right. I'll come right out with it.

I wanted you to come take a look at this.

Hair?

The female murder victim was clutching this in her hand.

You think it's the culprit's hair?

There's a good chance of it. Ever seen anything like it?

Silver hair like platinum blond...

Could it be Muraki's?

I'm sorry to disturb you.

Where would Dr. Satomi be?

Uh, yes. Satomi's...

I mean Dr. Satomi's laboratory is in the East Building.

Thank you.

What a beautiful man.

He's like a doll. He has smoother skin than a woman's.

His voice is so cool!

How could Satomi know such a wonderful man?

Maybe he's a clone that the doctor developed.

Even so, he's gorgeous!

Library

Locked and secure.

Wow, it's so dark.

It took awhile to put those books back.

It feels like a ghost is going to appear.

Creepy, creepy...

M-Maki, stop that.

You're such a wimp, Mariko.

Did you know?

I've heard that they're secretly developing a human clone here.

N-No way. That's just a stupid rumor.

I suppose.

But wouldn't it be nice to have your own clone?

She could go to school for me, and I could just take it easy.

But that would be a kind of waste of technology.

H-Hey, wait up!

Finally gave out, huh?

No! I'm going to need more specimens!

Strong specimens!

You sure are quite something.

Think about my situation. I have to clean up after you.

Just how many do you think there've been so far?

I'd say there've been nine.

The tea water has splashed a little, Oriya.

Of course. And actually there've been ten.

I apologize.

But, with your power, it's nothing you can't handle.

On the outside, Kokakurou is an elite traditional restaurant.

But inside...

it's a secret harem for VIP's in business and politics.

And you run the place.

With your connections, I'm sure you can get them to bury it.

- That may be so, but... - I appreciate it.

Geez... A hell of a friend you are.

Come to think of it, the police apparently found hair

that's thought to belong to the murderer.

Fine and silky, platinum blonde hair with a touch of silver?

Geez... I wonder who it could be.

You sure can be bold. Are you sure you're okay?

I'm not the kind of idiot who'd get caught by the police.

That was just a sign.

Sign?

Yes.

For the one I love. So he can find me quickly.

- Watari, how much further? - Just a bit more.

Where are we staying? A business hotel?

If we're in Kyoto, we should stay at some old inn with character.

I can't wait to take a bath as soon as I get there.

Hisoka, I'll wash your back for you.

You go ahead. I prefer to take a nice long bath by myself.

You're no fun.

Were there any hotels or inns in this area?

It looks like this is it.

Where?

Are you serious?

That Tatsumi's such a cheapskate!

When we do a DNA analysis

comparing the article he left behind in Nagasaki

with the hair the murder victim was clutching.

This is the result.

The DNA comes from the same person.

Muraki!

But it's hard to imagine that a perfectionist like Muraki

would leave evidence like that.

Where'd Hisoka go?

He's gone out to get dinner.

How far did he go?

Maybe I bought too much stuff.

Well, Tsuzuki will eat up any leftovers.

Well, well. It's you again.

Muraki!

Yami no Matsuei

You certainly like to get in the way, don't you?

Don't trip and fall.

They say you'll die within three years if you fall from those steps.

Although you were already killed by me.

What do you plan to do?

You're in the way. Step aside.

Answer me, Muraki!

I'm not obliged to answer you.

What?!

You're a pestering one, aren't you?

You still bearing a grudge about Princess Tsubaki?

Doctor, I love you.

She tells me she loves and wants me.

Getting all wrapped up in her silly delusions.

My little toy who died like a pathetic fool.

Wh-Why, you!

Such a simpleton...

You fly off the handle so easily. What a child you are.

L-Let go!

I guess I'm going to have to give you another little lesson.

That night was a beautiful night, just like now.

Stop it...

Hisoka!

T-Tsuzuki!

It's been a while, Tsuzuki-san.

Muraki...

You probably have many questions.

I'll take you to where we can talk.

It's bedtime for the boy. Now, go on.

Hold it!

- Leave this to me. - It's a trap!

I don't want to involve you in this anymore.

Tsuzuki...

Don't worry.

I'm so glad, Tsuzuki-san.

To think I get to spend a night alone with you in the ancient capital.

Oh? Don't you like the food?

Muraki, you're the culprit, aren't you?

That's right.

I am the culprit responsible for those serial murders.

All in order to draw you to me.

Why did you cut the victims' hair?

I can't answer that question.

Stop messing around!

How rude of you, Tsuzuki-san. To attack me so violently.

L-Let go!

I can just take you into the bedroom like this.

Don't mess with me!

What's your aim?!

Don't involve innocent people anymore!

You are so truly kind. You are so adorable.

I may have to destroy you because I love you so much.

After piling up a few corpses before you.

Cut this out!

Oh, Tsuzuki-san...

I see you wear your watch on your right wrist.

Is that because you're a lefty?

Or is it to hide the scars on your wrist?

The curtain was raised with our auspicious reunification in Nagasaki.

We're coming up to the climax of this drama.

The time for you to take the stage is soon.

Kokakurou

January 1st, 1925.

This is my eighth new years with that patient of mine.

During that time, the patient has taken no water, nor food.

I can only explain it as a miracle.

January 5th. The patient attempts his first suicide of the year.

The wound on his wrist would've been fatal for a normal patient.

But his remarkable ability to recover has saved him again.

His recovery was, however, slow compared to previous times.

January 12th. The patient falls into a coma.

His pupils are dilated. His condition is deteriorating.

January 20th. It's snowed.

It's his ninth day in a coma.

He regains consciousness for a moment and commits suicide.

Attempts to revive him do not succeed.

Grandfather, your patient will be returning soon.

Soon.

Mariko, could you take this to Dr. Satomi?

I completely forgot that he ordered this.

I can't get away right now. Please?

Sure. Dr. Satomi, right?

Oh, why does the school have to be so creepy at night?

What a beautiful man!

I wonder if he teaches at this university.

Excuse me, young lady, where would Dr. Satomi be?

Uh, well, I'm just a student from an affiliated school, so...

Muraki-kun!

Sorry to make you wait.

And you are?

Oh, this is the book you were looking for.

Thanks for all the trouble.

It's getting late. Careful on your way home.

Yes, sir! Excuse me!

Muraki-san, huh? I wonder if he's an assistant.

Come to think of it, Dr. Satomi's main specialty is genetic cloning.

Did you know?

I've heard that they're secretly developing a human clone here.

Could Muraki-san be the result of Dr. Satomi's illegal experiments?

Yeah, right. I've been reading too many weird novels.

I'm totally addicted to books.

I really appreciate your help.

Not only do you help me with this distasteful research

you've even arranged funding for me.

It's only natural for an admiring student to cooperate with his teacher.

Muraki-kun...

How shameful.

Cell division has ceased again this time.

I'm sorry, but I'll be needing another specimen.

I see.

Actually, I want you to look at this.

It's an awfully old picture.

I found it among my grandfather's pile of old pictures.

It's dated 1925... The first year of the Showa Period.

You may know this

but we've been doctors for generations in my family.

My grandfather even had part of the mansion turned into a hospital.

I hear he had quite a good reputation.

My grandfather had many friends in the government and the army.

Did you know that he was even privy to state secrets?

State secrets?

That man in the picture.

He was a patient at my grandfather's hospital.

My grandfather, without hesitation

let the penniless patient stay for eight years.

Do you know why?

Without eating or drinking, and with no sleep at all

he lived for eight years.

What?!

I've never heard of such nonsense!

But he continued to live.

Moreover, his body did not deteriorate at all

during his stay at the hospital until he died at the age of 26.

You mean he didn't age?

How about it, Doctor?

Don't you think he'd make a wonderful specimen?

I think he might be very useful in your research.

But I suppose he's no longer alive.

- No. He's still alive. - What?!

I've searched many years and have finally met him.

He looks exactly as he does in the picture.

Still the beautiful figure that he was when he committed suicide

on that snowy night 72 years ago.

Muraki's the cause of all of this mayhem

just to get a hold of me.

Dragging in innocent people...

All this time...

many people have died because of me.

Tsuzuki...

How are you feeling, Saki?

It's dark and cold in there.

Soon you will have your own body.

That's when...

you will really die, Saki!

Next Episode

Muraki launched his final plan in the ancient capital.

Clone research? What is that man up to?!

Muraki! Am I not the one you're after?!

Keep the innocent people out of this!

Episode 11 The Kyoto Arc, Part 2

Next time on Yami no Matsuei: The Kyoto Arc, 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