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This story is based on the novel "Jo No Mai" by Tomiko Miyao

and any names of characters, establishments and organizations are fictional.

TOEI COMPANY, LTD. Presents

APPASSIONATA

Production Managers Goro Kusakabe Kyo Namura

Original Story by Tomiko Miyao

Screenplay by Hiroo Satsuma

Director of Photography Fujiro Morita

Music by Toshiro Mayuzumi

Cast

Yuko Natori

Morio Kazama

Kunihiko Mitamura Aki Mizusawa

Ayako Kobayashi

Kin Sugai

Narration by Etsuko Ichihara

Mikio Narita Kei Sato

Mieko Takamine Yoshiko Mita

Mariko Okada

Directed by Sadao Nakajima

Say goodbye to Ma and Grandma once again.

Take good care of yourself, Sei.

Be a good girl so your new parents will like you.

Shall we go?

Sei was adopted by the Shimamura's when she was 9.

They're still waving their hands.

Wave your hands, Sei.

In 1858...

Shimamura was running "Chikiri-ya", a tea shop

at the present day Miyuki-machi, Kyoto.

Father and Mother, thank you for adopting me.

Shimamura had been sewing in "Chikiri-ya,"

and draper's shop for many years until

he established his own tea shop

under the same shop name with his master's permission.

We've adopted this child named Sei as our daughter.

Please continue your favors toward us.

Festivities continue to be held at various shrines

during the month of May.

Every year at the time of the Shimogoryo Festival

tea brokers frequent the tea shop to sell the

first tea of the season.

Try the flavor of tea, good or bad.

How is it?

This smells sweet at a bite...

...and is refreshing.

The other one?

It's as tasteless as edible seaweed.

And it stinks like a bonfire.

You're a smart girl.

The broker says it's first-class Uji-tea.

You can't be too careful these days

or you're be palmed off bad mixtures.

In Kyoto, it's literally cold in winter and

sultry in summer.

They keep on the summer heat in July and August

with Gion and the Bon festivals.

An exchange of mid-year presents is active, so

tea shops are busy with business during these

months, just as they are at the year's end.

I'm from Chikiri-ya.

You're late.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

The Tokugawa Regime fell when Sei was 18

and the Meiji era set in.

Sei's foster parents died in succession in that year.

And then...

In 1870...

...through a person's good offices Sei took a husband

who was a young carver.

Her husband left his two children to mourn his death

in 1875 and Sei became a widow at just 26.

I've been thinking...

It isn't that easy for you to support two children this way.

As we know...

Shima is a gentle girl.

Why not have her adopted by some family?

Send Shima away?

You can avoid cutting one another's throats.

She'll be happier and your life will be easier.

You know what being a foster child is like.

I'm sorry, I must disobey you, Mother.

I think we can manage if I work hard enough.

We'll be independent of any of our relatives.

Why?

You'll be better off if you send her away now.

You have to give her away in marriage some day.

It's only a matter of time, isn't it?

Is that why you gave me away?

You don't understand at all.

How lonely I was after I was adopted to the Shimamuras.

Even though they were kind to me

I was sick for my real parents and cried often.

There was no help for it.

No matter what, children are happiest

living with their real parents.

Did you...?

I bore a grudge against you while I was growing up.

If that's the way you think, it can't be helped.

I thought it would do you good.

Have it your way.

How old do you think you are?

You've just become 26 years old.

You're blooming, aren't you?

You shouldn't make sacrifices for children so much.

Think of your own happiness as a woman.

Shima, what are you...?!

Ouch!

Shima! Shima!

It hurts! It hurts!

You fool.

What a thing to do!

Did I ever discriminate between you two?

It's looks just like Mother.

Mr. Nishiuchi!

Your Mother?

This is our drawing teacher, Mother.

Mr. Nishiuchi? How do you do!

It's owing to your guidance that she could get such a prize.

Congratulations.

I thought she would win a prize with her talent.

Nevertheless I was not free from worries since

this is an all-primary school exhibition in Kyoto.

This is wonderful. I'm glad.

Mother.

Mr. Nishiuchi says that I should ask you

to let me go to the school of art.

School of Art?

Do you want to become a painter?

Absolutely not. I won't let you.

Don't be so harsh on her.

Tsuya is gifted.

I'll do housework in her place any time.

How unreasonable you both are.

To be independent as an artist is difficult even for a man.

I think it's easier for a woman to

find a good husband and marry him.

Tsuya.

How to use the brush comes first.

Practice drawing any line accurately with a brush.

Some painters use a ruler to draw in a thing.

Their pictures may be well shaped but have no soul.

They're dead pictures so to speak.

The 1st prize at the Industrial Exposition is bought up by

Prince Connacht (1840)

Tsuya's picture got a prize.

The first prize, you know.

Congratulations!

Have some tea, please.

Congratulations!

Please draw something on my fan.

Open it. It's yours.

Mother! It's 60 yen!

It's 6 yen, isn't it? It's terrific!

It must be the mistake of an official who placed it in.

Report it to them.

No, it's no mistake.

To Shosui Shimamura: The first prize of sixty yen.

So it says on the list.

It's an awful thing.

You'll be punished for it.

It's a large sum. We can live on it for one year.

Save it all.

That's better.

I see what you both mean.

It must not be squandered. But it's some money.

How about this way?

Buy something for Master Shokei first.

I'll buy some water colors that I've been craving for.

Mother and Shima will buy kimonos...

...the very best ones.

Save the balance if any.

I don't mind if nothing remains.

It's remembrance of my first prize money.

Oh, my goodness!

I couldn't buy the things I wanted since childhood.

Let Tsuya be a good daughter.

Why not take a chance this time, Shima?

Thank you very much, ma'am.

Come again, please.

Mr. Nishiuchi.

Shimamura? Come in.

Are you quitting school and going abroad?

Yes, I am.

I want brush up my painting in Europe.

How many years?

Four or five years.

So long a time?

Take me with you.

That's impossible.

Don't cry.

Stop crying.

I'll get you some souvenirs from Europe.

Tsuya obtains honorable mention at the Fourth Art Exhibition (1891)

Master, I want to draw thinner lines.

The lines you draw are good enough.

But...

A real girls' hair is much thinner like this.

Hair is a woman's life.

A woman's chignon should be drawn like real.

I agree, but...

A strand or two may be easy, but

thousands of strands may be very difficult.

Let me see that.

The tip needs some device.

Hurry up.

Wait!

I'm back.

You're drenched to the skin!

Let her change her clothes.

You're like a drowned rat.

You shouldn't have been walking in such a plight

like a mad woman.

I'm so tired!

Is this Tsuya Shimamura's house?

I'm Tokuji Murakami.

I'm her fellow student at the Shokei School.

I stayed late at the school and found this wallet today.

It's Tsuya's, no doubt.

It is? Good!

It's a woman's so I thought it was hers.

I'm relieved.

It's kind of you.

Thanks very much.

Who is that man?

Tsuya forgot her wallet at the school.

Her friend brought it here.

Tsuya is a careless girl.

Tsuya! Tsuya!

I'll draw one thousand pictures at a stretch today.

One thousand pictures?

It's a rare chance to see the master do that all up.

Keep your eyes wide open and serve as his helper.

Let's have dinner tonight.

I'll be at the restaurant first.

Take a rickshaw and come there a little later.

Thank you.

Good evening! Please come this way.

Come here.

Bring in some dishes. No wine.

This restaurant has excellent cuisine.

Eat your fill.

How is your hair drawing progressing?

As you told me, I modified my brush to make the tip soft.

That's great.

If you make progress that way, you'll be second to none

in painting women soon.

Your work will be shown at the next exhibition.

Keep it up.

How old were you when you came to me first?

Soon after I finished primary school.

You came with your mother You were very cute.

You've grown up to be such a beauty.

Excuse me.

Thank you for waiting.

Your mother is in the tea trade, right?

Is she doing well?

Your father died a long time ago.

You must be lonely.

Not really. I have a sister.

Go ahead.

How do you like it?

Very tasty-

Tsuya is late.

Yes, very.

She may come home at any minute. Let's wait.

I want to show you something today.

I'll take a bath.

Enjoy the booklet.

You don't have to rush home, right?

How about seeing an Amida innovation play with me?

I'll wait for you there.

Did you look at it?

Thank you.

Welcome home.

I'm home.

You're late.

We had a meeting at the school which took long.

Was Master Shokei with you all along?

Are you hungry?

We had dinner together.

Mr. Murakami's been waiting for you here.

You gave him your word that you'd go to see a play.

Hello.

Mr. Murakami gave us a nice present.

It's the cured persimmon, special product of Mino.

My mother sent it from home.

I hope you'll like it.

It's a favorite of us all.

Right, Shima?

Shima!

Yes, Mother.

Deliver this tea to Mr. Murakami will you?

Who, me?

Yes. Tsuya is up to her neck in painting, see?

His mother is a votary of the tea cult, I hear.

Tell him to send it to her.

Give me some good quality tea.

Yes, ma'am. Here you are.

Thank you.

Good day.

Hello.

Please come in. How have you been since?

I have something to talk with you about.

I should have come to see you if you sent me a word.

I'd just dropped in on my way home.

Where's your oldest daughter?

She went on an errand near here.

That's for the better.

Her name is Shima, isn't it!

Yes. Is there anything the matter with her?

There's a prospective marriage partner for her.

The dowager of the head house was here today.

An offer of marriage for you.

The man is the only son of a Nishijin weaver.

The family is wealthy but he's weak.

What do you say?

It doesn't matter to me.

You have someone you especially like. Huh?

Nonsense.

It's Murakami, isn't it?

Of course not.

Tsuya likes him.

I heard from Tsuya directly.

She says he's just a painting friend.

I may ask him if he wants to marry you.

Is that all right?

How are you?

You need a change of air.

I got two tickets to Otojiro's public performance.

I can't skimp on my work right now, sorry.

Is that so?

What a pity that she can't join you.

Would you mind taking Shima with you instead?

Mother!

Why not?

You would? Thank you very much.

I hope I didn't force you to do something.

See you later.

Some other time, OK?

"Make those who deny a right drink liberal water".

"They will feel informal at once".

"Men will wear mantel trousers".

"Women will do up their hair in a swept-back style".

"They are gentry and ladies by appearance".

"There is no substance in them however".

"They know not a truth of nature".

"They lack political thought".

"Plant seeds of liberty in their hearts".

"Her husband's occupation is unknown".

"But she wears a modem bonnet".

"And she speaks English jargon".

"She holds a poodle in her arms..".

"Just to apologize for delay in payment of her debts".

"She pretends to know everything".

"She is puffed up with false pride".

"She turns away at Japanese sake".

Tsuya likes this kind of painting.

I'll buy it for her.

How much?

30 sen, sir.

Thank you.

Will you give it to her?

How do you like one for yourself?

I don't have an eye for painting.

That's no problem.

Get something pretty.

How about this one?

No, I don't want it.

You don't?

Hi, Shima!

What's the matter?

I want to get married.

Shima.

Please tell the dowager to let me marry the

Nishijin Weaver's son.

If I don't marry, I'll come to hate Tsuya and lose my self-control.

I'm so upset that I may go out of my mind.

Mother, help me.

Forgive me, Shima.

I'm to blame for this unfortunate situation.

Mother...

The Third Prize at the 6th Japan Art Exhibition (1893)

Another helping.

Master Shokei's a non-drinker.

I know he's naturally abstemious.

Hey there!

You do nothing but eat as far as I can see.

Help me to sake.

You think you are somebody just over a prize, eh?

Are you so great that you can't fill my cup?

You're no more than a concubine, aren't you?

You do him bed service.

So you're a concubine.

What's the matter? Fill my cup!

What the big idea?

Kyozan? Damn you!

That's enough. There are things that can't pass as a joke!

What wrong with telling the truth?

You idiot, bastard.

What's wrong with calling a concubine what she is?

Say that again.

Please hold it, Master.

You damn fool!

What're you doing?

Let go of me!

Master!

Master Shokei! Kyozan, apologize to the master.

What's wrong with telling the truth!

Forget about what that bad drunk said.

He's jealous of you for he can't be a prize winner.

Yes, but...

Don't let it bother you.

A nation-wide exhibition will be held shortly under the

auspices of the Ministry of Education.

Your work will be exhibited in it.

It'll be the most authoritative of all

since it's state oriented.

If you win a prize, you'll be somebody.

Then I'll introduce you to some picture dealers.

Your pictures will be quoted high.

Your mother must have taken great pains to bring you up.

Let her lead a comfortable life soon.

I'll do anything in the world to help you.

Tsuya, your body is so young and perky.

Gorgeous trousseau! I'm so impressed.

And Tsuya is a full-fledged painter now.

Sei. You've done a tremendous task.

Really. You've really outdone yourself.

She has endured a lot, but she is a fighter.

It's about time we get started.

We can't make them wait.

Shima.

I wish you happiness.

Thank you.

Shima.

Mother. Thank you for bringing me up and

giving me such a fine trousseau.

Good morning.

Come home early.

Have a nice day.

Good morning.

It's a fine day.

Yes, it is, isn't it?

Be careful!

I'm sorry.

Welcome home.

I'm home.

You don't look well.

I feel sick.

Change your clothes and lie down.

We have some medicine.

Take it.

How come your breasts are swollen?

And the cups are darkish!

You're pregnant, aren't you?

Did you have a man...?

You've had your own way, eh?

Who is the man?

Come on, tell me.

Sit still.

Thank you.

Who is your man?

Come on.

Can't you tell me who he is?

Shame on you.

Come on!

It's not a matter to be kept secret.

Who is the child's father?

Since when?

If you meant to keep silent, I have an idea.

Forgive me, Mother.

Wait!

If you had a liaison with a man

who came from who knows where,

I'm to blame for it, too.

I have no alternative but to atone for my error with my life.

Tell me!

If you can't, I'll kill you and myself with this knife.

Come on!

Mother, forgive me.

Who is your man?

Master Shokei.

How filthy!

Was this what you were doing during class?

I made a mistake in allowing you to study drawing.

I shouldn't have let you study art.

I was delighted every time you won a prize.

You made a fool of me looking innocent all along.

Master Shekel's sneaky too.

He made light of a widow's household like ours.

I placed you under his care from childhood.

I never imagined this would happen.

I'll have a talk with him tomorrow.

Do anything but that.

What?

If he gets angry, I'll be through with painting.

Cut it out.

To hell with painting.

This is nothing.

What're you doing?

Give it to me.

This is mine!

Let go of it!

No!

Mother...

Cry as much as you want.

I won't forgive you.

What're you going to do with the baby?

I'll have the baby and raise it myself.

You fool!

Are you saying that you'll bring up a fatherless child?

I'll bring up the child myself alone.

I won't trouble you.

You will!

Society will not approve of your fatherless child.

Never!

I'll be laughed at.

I'll be talked about.

I won't be able to go out of this house.

Good day.

I heard that you can help to put a

baby up for an adoption.

I'm sorry to have kept you waning.

It's very hot today, isn't it?

Please use this fan.

Thank you.

I hear you want to put a baby up for adoption.

I need your help, ma'am.

Please raise your head.

You must have brooded long over the matter to

have come to see a geisha like me.

I can't tell you the names, but

I've helped a few daughters of good families so far.

They married well and became good wives.

Let me have only the necessary expenses.

Good day.

Tsuya.

Thank you for coming.

Let me count on you.

It may affect your reputation, so I made the

rickshaws wait at the foot of the Acorn bridge.

Thank you very much.

Tsuya.

However poor they may be, children are happy when

they are with their real parents.

Take good care of her.

Hello!

Yes?

It's good of you to come. Thank you for everything.

Tsuya seems to have had an easy delivery. A girl.

She insisted on naming her.

She rested her hopes on the baby and named her Mitsuko.

Where's Tsuya?

She isn't here yet...?

What happened to her?

Soon after the foster parent took over the baby

she disappeared.

She hasn't got any money.

She must have gone to her acquaintance's somewhere.

ASAKUSA, TOKYO

What's taking you so long?

You're so meticulous.

If doesn't have to be perfect.

It's for a play, not an exhibition.

Did you get what I mean?

Tsuya?

Mitsuko...

It's my salary for this month.

About your pictures...

How did it go?

I met a picture dealer, a friend of my boss.

What did he say?

He didn't accept.

But why?

The trade is old-fashioned.

He wants you to get Master Shokei's acknowledgment as his pupil.

I don't want you to see him again.

It's unbearable for me.

I don't want you to see him again.

I'm begging you.

Is this Taiho Nishiuchi's "Lion"?

It's beyond bounds of our painting conventions.

Forgive me. I will return the money without fail. Tsuya.

THE SHOTOKUJI TEMPLE, NAGAHAMA

The superior here financed me for going to Europe.

I'm drawing pictures on fusuma in return.

You seem to have had some hardship.

Mr. Nishiuchi.

Do me a favor.

Make me your pupil.

You want to study painting again, huh?

Why did you leave Master Shokei?

I heard about you on my return and was concerned.

You were a popular, young artist of genius.

But, you suddenly quit painting and disappeared.

I'm sure there must have been some good reason.

What was the reason?

Tell me.

He's your teacher after all.

You can't evade the relationship.

I can't make you my pupil without his understanding.

My hands are tied until I understand what happened

between you and Master Shokei.

I'll ask the superior to have you stay here for a while.

Tell me in time.

I bought a souvenir for you in Europe.

Some lipstick.

There were so many kinds.

It wasn't that easy to choose a suitable one.

Welcome home, Master.

Get some rest.

Show her a room.

Yes, Master. This way, please.

Hello. You came home early today.

It's you!

I have a proposition.

Art Exhibition sponsored by the Japan Art Association (1895)

Shimamura. You've made rapid progress.

Did I?

Draw something like this.

This work will bring you into prominence.

1st Silver Cup at the 5th Art Board Exhibition (1896)

Her former teacher Shokei's is the 2nd.

I'm Kosaido, a mounter.

I'd like to get to know you.

Please be at Tamaya Restaurant for dinner tonight.

I never intended to play a trick on you.

I told Master Shokei about you.

Then he wanted to join us so he could congratulate you.

I should have contacted you but I thought it was OK

since he's your teacher.

Please come in.

Hello.

I'll go home if you don't want me to be here.

I've changed...

I lost my wife two years ago. I'm all alone.

I got into the habit of drinking recently.

Excuse me.

Please take your seat.

Really?

I know I'm the one who invited you here, but

I must excuse myself on urgent business.

I want to invite you again later, but excuse me this time.

Master Shokei Pardon me for leaving.

Your "Spring of Life" is superb.

I'm very glad.

You outpaced me.

Here's a drink for your success.

Master...

I wanted to see you.

Howl wanted to see you.

Really?

I thought that I was just another affair to you.

I was all wrong.

I still remember when you stopped coming to class

and your mother came to tell me she made you quit.

You were pregnant with my child then, weren't you?

No wonder your mother looked so threatening.

I became vaguely aware but my wife was alive and I

didn't want any trouble.

Was it a boy?

Was it a girl?

Where is she now?

My mother put her up for adoption.

It's a disgraceful child.

I can't blame your mother.

I'm really a good-for-nothing fellow. Forgive me, Tsuya.

Forgive me... Forgive me...

The 3rd Cup Prize at the Old and New Art Object Exhibition (1897)

The 3rd Prize at the Japan Art Association Exhibition (1898)

Mother, Tsuya is back in Kyoto now.

Allow her to continue her work at home.

You're so persistent.

I vowed to our ancestors' souls that

I wouldn't let her in unless she quits painting.

But, Mother...

Hello.

Hello, ma'am.

Uji brand tea.

Here you are.

Here you go.

Thank you.

You're already 28 years old.

I lost your father when I was 26.

I was suggested to remarry by people often.

I won't say that I wasn't inclined to do so.

But I didn't remarry as you would have had trouble if I did.

I shied away from wearing a flashy kimono or putting on thick makeup.

Being a widow, I tried not to be gossiped about.

Every woman wants to wear nice kimonos and wear makeup.

But, I've worked hard for these 20 years to

see my children grow up and do well.

And what I get in return is a daughter

who leaves home to sleep around with men.

It's indeed a surprise for you to invite me out.

Did you feel lonely since it's been a while?

I have something important to discuss with you today.

Please listen to me.

Why are you being so formal?

I'm pregnant...

Really?

What should I do?

Tell me, Master.

Whose child is it?

Whose child?

What're you saving?

It's yours, no doubt.

How can you tell a hollow lie like that?

Do you think I don't know anything about you and Taiho?

He gave you a house to live in.

You've played both of us in order to

become a painter of recognized ability.

If you're smart enough to manipulate two men,

you shouldn't need my help to figure this out.

Deal with it yourself.

I'm disappointed in you.

I'm a fool to have trusted a man like you.

But I want to make one thing clear.

I have never had a relationship with Master Taiho.

The baby in me is definitely yours.

What's your opinion?

Can you call it a Japanese picture?

Shall we decide?

He should have drawn something Japanese.

Next!

A lion... A Dutch scene... They're but imitative art.

Any other opinion?

A queer person has ushered in a queer picture.

Shall we decide?

If any of my pupils drew a parting

like this I'd expel them immediately.

It's gorgeous.

It's a present from Mr. Murasawa to Master Taiho.

Is Mr. Murasawa here?

He left a minute ago.

He seems to have many things to do.

He sends you his best regards.

He is the chain-nan of Murasawa & Co., right?

Like the person returned from Europe that he is...

...he's good at flattering the rich.

That's saying too much, Master Shokei.

Master Taiho is bearing it as he's a man of patience, but...

Shut up, pattern drawer.

Man of patience? That's a laugh.

I'm getting on in years and I'm going downhill.

You're an up-and-coming young man.

Your pictures are rated higher than mine.

You may pride yourself, but...

It's the worst that you stole a pupil from me.

It's against the moral code.

You're referring to Shosui Shimamura, aren't you?

Who else is there?

There are things I need to discuss with you about her.

Let me know when.

Let's do it now.

Is that all right with you?

Why, of course.

I don't care what people say.

Let's use some other room.

Why not here?

Think of the others. Gentlemen! Excuse us.

Some other room, ma'am.

What's the big idea?

Please.

You're a big senior to us,

so I've kept silent, but...

Just be frank about it...

You're unworthy of trust.

I introduced her to you, remember?

I called on you just before I left for Europe and

asked you to be her teacher.

It was cruel of you to have done such a thing.

What?

You say it as if I'm a rapist or something.

Are you not?

Knowing she wouldn't decline your offer, you got her by force.

By force?

I intended to send her back if she refused.

Could she refuse you?

Her work would not be exhibited if she did.

It wouldn't win a prize even if it was shown

because you were a judge.

Picture dealers would consult your pleasure and ignore her work.

You abused your position.

You dirty skunk!

You make me wonder if I am a real rapist.

Would a woman who was raped come and see me?

She's my woman even now.

She's pregnant with my child as proof.

Please wait a little.

Let me pass.

I must see Master Taiho.

That's kind of difficult.

He won't see anyone today. That's his order.

Please let me in.

The Master forbids.

Master!

What brought you here?

Do you want me to tell you why I expelled you?

Kyotoites won't say anything to hurt another's feelings.

That's their merit.

Master!

Beat it! I said beat it.

I was wrong, Master.

I know that I can't get away with mere scolding.

But please don't expel me, please!

Nothing will remain in me if I am deprived of painting.

I'll do anything as you tell me to do.

Please let me continue painting under you.

That's enough.

My favorite geisha will be here any minute.

Don't disturb me. Get away!

Good day.

I've received some news from Sakamoto.

I was hesitant as to whether I should tell you

about it, but, Mitsuko whom you put up for

adoption, died in an epidemic.

She was just 6 years old.

I remember when I first became a geisha,

I fell for a man who left me in the end.

I had a baby here and gave it away.

Women are...

...at such a disadvantage.

How much is it for abortion pills?

Three yen for seven days.

How did you find out about me?

I heard about you from Keichodo, a paper hanger.

Then you came here knowing what the score is.

Pardon?

You don't know?

Some extra...

You'll throw your body in with the art.

No need to be surprised.

Who wants to buy a picture drawn by a woman?

Something is missing in a woman's picture.

It lacks vitality.

One who buys it expects to get

something besides just a painting.

I'm not a whore.

I won't do it even if it would cost my life.

If that's the case, I won't sell my pictures.

Any woman will get angry at first.

I bet you must be desperate

to have come secretly at this 11th hour.

If so, why not give a clear-cut solution?

How about drawing some obscene pictures?

You aren't a maiden, are you?

Your picture is pure and yet amorous.

If you draw sex scenes with this touch,

there will be many buyers.

A telegram for you.

This is Mrs. Sei Shimamura's, right?

I'm Mrs. Shimamura.

Thank you.

She took some abortion pills.

Luckily she and the child were saved from death.

The doctor says it's a miracle.

Tsuya!

What brings you here?

Are you here to take my child away again?

Go home!

Leave me alone.

Tsuya.

Let's go home to Kyoto together.

I want you to have the baby at home.

Really?

You mean it?

Mother, forgive me.

I've had a grudge against you.

I'm the one who needs to apologize.

Your first child died in an epidemic.

I'll never put your child up for adoption again.

I tried my best to not tarnish a reputation

for a family I'm not even related to and worried

about what others would say...

I'm never giving a child away again.

It's a healthy baby boy.

Thank you very much.

How could you rag our name into the dirt?

I forbid you to enter this house.

What a thing!

All the relatives are in hot anger at Tsuya's misconduct.

They told me to cut my ties with you.

Who cares? Why don't you?

You and I will become strangers.

Stop throwing cold water on whatever I do.

You've been so strong willed from childhood.

But, can you talk big like that?

What will others say about Tsuya's fatherless child?

Others are others.

I told you not to say anything about our affairs.

This just the beginning.

See what'll happen next.

Our old customers and neighbors may part with us.

We may have to put up with such trouble for life.

But, there's nothing to worry about.

If we keep ourselves comfortably warm,

we'll be happy enough.

Three months later...

Shosui made a comeback into the

painting world with Taiho's permission.

Then in 1918...

In 1918, Shokei dies at 69.

In 1933, Tsuya's sister, Shima dies at 60.

In 1934, Tsuya's mother, Sei dies at 86.

In 1941, Shosui (Tsuya) becomes a member of the Art Academy.

In 1942, Taiho Nishiuchi dies at 78.

In 1948, Shosui is decorated with an Order of Cultural Merits.

In 1949, Shosui Shimamura dies at 75.

THE END