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[Kotaki Kyoudai to Shikuhakku] Ripped & Synced by AlvinNo

( Shabadaba )

Sacchan. It was delicious.

Coming!

Pilaf and coffee. That's 900 Yen.

Thank you for your patronage.

That's 350 Yen.

Out of 550 Yen.

Your change of 200 Yen.

What's that?

Ah, some customer forgot it.

That person must be troubled now.

Ah, I'm sure. Yeah, that person must probably be troubled...

Welcome.

Wherever you like.

( Kotaki )

August 26th (Monday)

Coffee - 350 Yen

Forgotten Crowbar

We engaged in the best ever conversation.

( Annual "Basics of Neologism" ) [He picked the 2019 edition.]

Shijou Share (market share).

The percentage of an industry, or a market's total sales, that is earned

by a particular company over a specified time period.

Life Stage.

A way to perceive the lifestyles consumers experience at certain milestones in their lives such as

going to university, finding employment, marriage, childbirth and retirement.

Finding employment, marriage, childbirth...

Stages...

Stages, huh?

Minimalist.

It refers to people who understand the true necessities in their lives

and aim to live an enriched life by making use of those necessities with great care.

Good one.

Simple and modest.

A life that enriches the mind.

Inbound.

English for incoming, facing inward.

Surprised? I'm sure you are.

English for facing inward.

I'm home!

The antonym is outbound.

Man, I'm glad you haven't changed the lock to the entrance.

I haven't been here in ages.

I almost forgot the location of our home.

Woah! Tatami mats. How nostalgic.

You know, our flat. It's all wooden flooring.

And look. Is that all you have?

How shabby. It's a poor man's house.

Get out!

I made sure to disinherit you.

We're brothers, though.

I'm the head of this family right now.

What's with those shoes?

Puma!

I want to know why you hide in my closet, holding shoes.

Well, you suddenly came back, so I just...

You're the one who suddenly came back!

Has it been five years?

Six!

Seven? Eight. Eight years!

That long?

Long time no see. How have you been?

Why would I have to report my condition to you?

Have you been well?

Yeah, I have.

I see.

I'm sorry. Bro. You see...

That time...

Wait. Why would you disinherit me?

Seriously, you are the...

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Well. I am, at least.

I am...?

- What did you do? - I didn't do anything.

What did you do?

A bit... of an accident? I guess.

- An accident? - Maybe not exactly an accident.

Not too far from here.

There was a chirp.

It turned into a chirp-chirp. I was like chirp!

And then I chirp.

You caused an accident and ran way?

You did, didn't you?

I can't believe you...

Hello? Can you hear me?

Are you injured? Are you hurt somewhere?

That dude's alive. I got worried for nothing.

How did this happen?

There was something in the sky and I thought, "Maybe it's an UFO?"

- I was distracted and then, bang. - That obviously must have been a plane.

And how come you're less damaged than the one on the bicycle?

Must be my karma?

You're in no position to...

A person as good as him. His karma must be good, too!

- You know him? - I don't, but...

...look at his face.

So much class. He'd never say anything rash.

- I'm all right. - He spoke!

Have you regained your consciousness?

Whose consciousness do you mean, I wonder?

The existence that is me right here.

My existence that recognizes me as me.

And the me that you perceive.

What is my existence?

- He must have hit his head. - Hurry! Call an ambulance!

I'm fine.

I could have moved if I wanted to.

But I got lonely.

Lonely?

Even though I was lying on the street, nobody saw or noticed me.

It's as if I don't even exist.

An extraordinary solitude.

In this solitude, I shall decay here by myself.

I'm here now. I found you.

You're not alone or lonely.

- Just leave him be. - You're the one who made him lonely!

Apologize!

Nah...

I also was looking away.

- The UFO distracted me. - There was a UFO, right!?

Although it's probably a plane.

Ah, so...

I don't think it's necessary to call an ambulance,

but I'll get myself checked at a hospital just to be sure.

You should.

A thorough checkup of your head.

I do have one request, though.

Could you go to the train station for me?

I have an appointment.

A person called Shizuko.

Please go and listen to her story for me.

My name is Murata.

This is what I do.

( Rental Oyaji / 1,000 Yen per hour )

["Rental Old Man"]

Translation: HPriest @ d-addicts Twitter: @hpriestsubs

1, ONZOUEKU

That's her. The beige suit.

What does a rental oyaji do?

You won't know until you ask.

All you have to do is keep the client company for an hour.

I suck at those things.

- Those things? - Work.

A little work won't hurt.

Oh? What's your job anyway?

- Don't you have to clock in? - It's my day off.

- On a weekday? - I'm off during weekdays.

And what job is that?

Look! It's already three past four. Hurry up!

I'm standing watch.

What a pain in the ass.

Ah! He ran away again!

Excuse me. I'm the replacement for Murata-san, the rental oyaji.

You're late.

Ah, Kotaki-san! The momoyaki...

No, no. It's not like that. It wasn't me.

It wasn't me. It's not like that.

I don't think there's anything up ahead.

Excuse me!

I really don't think you should go inside that place.

If we go back, there's a much better place.

( Shabadaba )

Wel... come...

That's rare. For you to come twice a day.

- It is. - Over here.

- Coffee. - Certainly.

Me too.

Sure.

- Say, should I bring a first-aid kid? - Please leave us alone.

Okay.

I'm sorry. Actually...

Rather than coffee, I'd like something sweet and soothing.

- How about... - But not too sweet!

A moderately sweet royal milk tea?

Please.

Sure.

Oreska.

Welcome.

We just met. I'm his younger brother.

I'm afraid we don't have orange squash.

[ short: oreska ]

Ore reska. Reska. O-reska.

[ I ]

[ lemon squash ]

Order like a normal person!

- The bill will be... - Together.

Separately.

What she said.

You're shameless!

Then, the order is a hot coffee

and a hot royal milk tea, moderately sweet.

The lemon squash is a separate bill.

- Will that be everything? - Please sign the divorce papers.

Yes.

What?

Just write your name. Should be easy, right?

Your order will be ready right away.

It's dry.

I can use both hands again.

A divorce?

I'm not even married.

A bachelor?

Is that bad?

Divorced?

No.

Stainless. Past and future.

So, a divorce?

And doesn't this situation look like a wife

who wants to divorce me, her violent husband?

To whom?

To the people around us.

It does?

Somewhat.

You see, I'm here to listen.

I was told to listen to your story for one hour for 1,000 Yen.

Anyone is fine.

I don't care as long as you write your name here.

- As witness? - Yes, as witness to a divorce.

Write your name.

I don't have much time.

It should be simple, right? I only need your name and address.

But what about the protection of privacy?

What are the rules for a rental oyaji?

Is it within their professional duties to sign such a contract?

I haven't heard anything about rules,

but it's not like we're bound by any contract, so who cares?

Do you have problem with this?

No, it's not exactly a problem, but...

But?

Giving you as much as my name, birth date, address and registered domicile.

Why would I be so open with a complete stranger?

That's your concern?

I mean, this is serious!

I write here, sign the document...

Maybe you're using a special tape to copy my handwriting.

And suddenly I'm the guarantor of your debt?

It's a serious matter!

Is your brother a worrywart?

Back in school, when lending his notes,

he made them all sign promissory notes with their thumb prints.

- Even the girl he liked. - He must have been so unpopular.

This isn't about being popular or not.

Wouldn't it be unfair to make an exception for the girl I like?

- Nobody had ever borrowed his notes. - I wouldn't either.

I feel bad about it now. Making them do that.

I understand that you're very distrustful.

However, I won't misuse your signature.

I just want to get this divorce over with.

The other witness on here is also a rental person.

I immediately got their signatures. And I just met both of them today.

I've never met them before, but both of them agreed and complied.

I had them sign. I paid. We said goodbye.

See? It's simple.

- Both of them? - Both of them.

- I'm the third? - That's right.

Can you please hurry up?

The ward office is about to close.

One, two... three people?

Oh, that was close. Real close. I'm shaking.

I was almost about to partake in the forgery of documents.

The signature of her husband, Suzuki Michitaka

was also done by some rental oyaji.

She requested three people's handwriting to avoid getting exposed.

And I'm that third person.

This is Forgery of Private Documents!

Only because you had a dispute with your husband

doesn't mean you can let other people sign for him.

It's illegal. A divorce like this. It's illegal.

It's not like that. My husband also wants a divorce.

There was absolutely no dispute whatsoever.

It's an ordinary and peaceful divorce.

Your face doesn't look peaceful.

Anyone can see it's a war-torn face.

You shouldn't do this.

Have a proper talk with your husband and settle it peacefully.

It's because we weren't able to settle it peacefully that I have this face!

You know, I didn't call you to listen to your preaching.

Sign it already! Now!

Wait a second. You can't just make me do it.

Please end your violence.

Even if she's your wife, it's a crime.

If you raise your hand against her one more time, I won't go easy on you.

I'm not.

This isn't some idle threat. I'm a woman who strikes.

Don't strike!

This is dangerous. Put it down.

Sign if you don't want to get hurt.

- I want a divorce! - Please let her have a divorce.

We're not married!

Now you pretend it didn't happen!?

What's done cannot be undone.

- What are you talking about!? - Sign or get hit. Choose!

- Now! - Now!

There it is!

Great. I forgot it during lunch.

Assault?

It's a weapon? My crowbar?

No. Not yet.

Thank goodness. Please give it back.

My apologies.

It was a birthday present.

I'll get the mop.

- No need! - No need!

What else am I supposed to do?

Which means that person and my brother are not related.

My deepest apologies.

It's not your fault.

Since the misunderstanding got cleared up, it's okay.

Even though I almost got hit by a crowbar, it's okay.

But couldn't you at least act as a witness?

This is forgery, though.

Basic common sense tells you that you shouldn't get involved.

If you listen to reason.

Common sense and reason, he says.

What are you usually doing during the day?

Excuse me for asking, but what's your job?

Since you've registered as a rental oyaji

and you're here right now, you must have time off.

Are you unemployed?

I'm just substituting...

And why can you substitute during the day?

'Cause you're unemployed?

- My job is none of your business. - I knew it.

What does it matter?

A jobless vagrant shouldn't talk to me about common sense.

Didn't you say you're a prep school teacher?

You lied to her?

It's not a lie!

I used to be one.

It's just tiny modification from past tense to present tense.

I guess we're mates!

You're eternally unemployed, though!

I just happen to take a break right now.

I'm not unemployed, I'm taking a temporary leave.

I couldn't care less.

You're the one who asked!

If this was common practice, I would have asked my friends.

Since it's not, I'm asking unrelated people.

If I were to get busted for this, you wouldn't need to be afraid.

I won't implicate you or anything.

Still.

This isn't just forgery of private documents.

If you get your family register rewritten with this,

it will also be a crime called something Entries in the something of Electromagnetic something Deeds.

Something?

He wanted to become a lawyer.

Nothing became of it, though.

Anyway, if your husband files a lawsuit because of this,

you're definitely going to lose.

It makes no sense to file for a divorce like this.

Get yourself a lawyer and...

Die.

Have you ever felt the urge to say that to someone?

Being pulled down, beaten in the face...

And then being told it's your just deserts...

Just deserts?

It came out naturally.

Die.

Die. Die.

Once you give voice to this feeling, there's this irresistible darkness...

At this point, wouldn't anything be better

than actually resorting to murder?

I don't want to share the same surname as that person anymore.

I don't want to see his face. I don't want to see him ever again.

I'm going to submit those papers today.

Jiro, don't you understand?

This is forgery!

Yeah. It's okay.

No, it's not!

It is to me.

Huh?

What's okay about this?

Here.

The rental fee.

Your face. You better go to a hospital.

I will. Thanks.

The bill?

Milk tea and coffee will be 85...

Milk tea and lemon squash.

Exactly 1,000 Yen.

See you.

Good luck!

Thank you for your patronage.

Oh dear.

I could say the same about you.

Why not help her? She's already made her decision.

But...!

You see, a woman looking as sharp and capable as her.

Unable to go to work today and bloodstained as she is,

she wanted to see this through no matter how foolish.

"I'll become Isaki before the day is over!" She set her mind on doing that.

Isaki?

Her maiden name. She wrote it.

Without that signature and her name being restored, she'd be stuck.

Oh, no. That was close!

You almost got me there.

Your action didn't solve anything for her!

You see. He's always been like this.

Ah, that's right!

Guess what!

The moment this guy saw her bloodstained face, he ran away!

You're as petty as ever!

Just leave already!

Hey, let's have a drink for old times' sake.

You know. That izakaya in front of the station!

Kicchou!

Wanna come with us? To Kicchou.

Kicchou?

The harbinger of good things, Kicchou!

[ good omen ]

Kicchou is gone. It has been for many years.

For real!?

I didn't want to see you at all!

Your face alone makes me sick!

Isn't that a bit cold?

You don't understand!

The last time he came back home, he...

You know...

Yuka said the same thing.

"Your face makes me sick." That's what she told me.

She wants me to sign this.

( divorce papers )

It's easier when it's not your own divorce, huh?

- What do I do? - The hell I know!

ONZOUEKU

The pain of meeting people one dislikes.

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