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ALL NIGHT LONG 3 THE FINAL CHAPTER

Right here, right now.

She's such a loser!

Yeah, I know.

It's great!

This is the second one!

Come on, show it to us!

Do it now.

Here?

Yes, here.

Don't make us repeat it!

Right now!

I want to see!

Look at her face!

Is she disgusting or what?

Let's go!

No, let's make her pee more!

Let's make her drink!

Attention!

You have been absent from class more than is acceptable...

...in addition, you are delinquent in paying your tuition.

You risk expulsion.

Under the big chestnut tree.

You and me.

Room 405 will be open soon.

Be quick.

We have to clean up in five minutes.

You idiot, what're you doing?

How many times are you going to do that?

Even though he is the owner's nephew, I can't stand working with him.

Come on, boy.

How can you tell men's from women's?

I just know.

Do you know which part they're from?

You're a pervert artisan.

You should be trained in a skill, too.

I'm leaving.

Have a good day.

Kiku.

See you.

Why do you work so hard?

The boss wants us to hurry up.

Fool.

We have to clean up slowly.

Hey, you're leaving the same time as me, right?

If you don't have any plans, I can show you something funny.

This girl is Sayaka.

I found this toy in the city.

Say "Hello."

Say "Hello," to him.

Nice to meet you.

She does everything.

She is a natural masochist.

Right?

Give her your best shot.

Here...

Look.

No.

I know you like it.

You like it, right?

Right?

Right?

Hitomi Nomura...

Higashi Fussa city...

Birthday, May 28, 1973...

That means she's 21 or 22 years old...

This guy comes very often.

He is a regular.

He comes with a different girl every time.

A handsome man who never makes mistakes.

I hate it.

Do you wanna do it?

Hey, Kiku.

What?

Come with me.

Only I know about this.

I knew it...

You were craving this.

Everyday, we have to clean...

...up the mess left by some strangers having sex.

This room is a reward for us.

Oh really?

Yeah, I think so too!

Where are we going now?

I wanna do something...

Disgusting.

You're happy, right?

Right?

Don't be scared.

You're not suspected if you don't look scared.

How do you do?

My name is Kawasaki.

This is a girl's garbage, is it not?

Don't worry.

We're in the same trade.

I am a Dust Hunter.

Dust...

Hunter?

Would you like to come over my house?

This way.

Come on in.

It's been said that people are garbage.

That's exactly right!

Trash has so much information.

Trash is really much more charming than people.

These are my friends through their garbage.

I may understand them more than they understand themselves.

Birthday.

Hometown.

Address.

Phone number, where they work or go to school.

If they have husbands or boyfriends.

Hobbies, tastes.

Menstrual cycle...

Imagine their lives with such limited information.

This dust hunting is an intellectual imagination game.

Don't you think it's wonderful?

Nomura, Hitomi

Height, 158 cm

Weight, 43 kg

Bust, 84 cm

Waist, 55 cm

Hip, 85 cm

Shoe, 22.5 cm

Tissue with lipstick

Hurry up.

Get his money.

I found it.

Hurry up.

Hurry.

Hurry!

This is her.

No doubt about it.

I thought so.

We have to call the police.

Are you stupid?

This is the best dope.

Are we gonna do it?

Yep...

Toshi-chan, you did it!

He is the most valuable player this time.

We should take him, too.

Kikuo, you're coming, right?

Leave him alone.

It's game day!

No!

No!

Ouch!

What're you doing?

You'll be in trouble if we tell your family and school.

Where is the other one?

I can't contact her...

I don't know what school she goes to...

I was just tempted by her.

She said we could make money easily...

Everything is her...

Oh no...

Poor girl.

Hey...

What?

Can I start first?

Please.

She's hurt men.

You can do anything to her.

Under the big chestnut tree.

You and me.

Let's play together.

Under the big chestnut tree.

You next.

I don't want to.

Then, let Toshi-chan do it.

Sounds good.

Here we go...

He has a pretty big one.

It's a deadwood.

Why don't you use it, Toshi-chan?

No more!

We'll get in trouble, let's run!

Run!

This is Hitomi.

I'm out right now.

Please leave your message after the beep.

I'll call you back later.

This is Hitomi.

I'm out right now.

Please leave your message after the beep.

I'll call you back later.

This is Hitomi.

I'm out right now.

Please leave your message after the beep.

I'll call you back later.

This is Hitomi.

I'm out right now.

Please leave your message after the beep.

I'll call you back later.

This is Hitomi.

I'm out right now.

Please leave your message after the beep.

I'll call you back later.

Tachibana, Kaoru: Personal Data.

Bust, 86 cm

Under bust, 65 cm

Cup size, D cup

Diameter of nipple, 32 mm

Height of nipple, 12 mm

Labium major, 86 mm

Labium minor, 75 mm

Clitoris, 5 mm

Prepuce of Clitoris, 12 mm

Vagina! Orifice 32 mm

Pubic hair (shape)

Pubic hair (densely)

Welcome.

Next customer.

The register's open.

Welcome.

92 yen, please.

92 yen, please.

100 yen.

8 yen back.

Thank you very much.

Welcome.

Welcome.

Welcome.

Don't touch me.

You are trash...

What're you doing?

I'm digging a hole.

Why?

To bury the trash.

This is a dumping ground.

But that's not the regular trash, right?

If so, I'll guide you a special place.

I've killed people, too.

You may not know this...

...but there was once a time when people believed they could change the world.

They believed revolution needs some blood...

However, I killed...

...my friends, and my comrades.

Back then, I realized that the world would never change.

It has been said that...

...people are born as incomplete corpses...

...and grow to be perfect corpses over the course of their life.

Corpses are burnable waste.

All people are trash, from the moment they're born.

Doesn't that sound perfect?

Look.

You're burnable waste.

Good for you, Mister.

It's her birthday, tomorrow.

Welcome.

Good, good.

Other than the pachinko industry, the sex hotel industry...

...is the most long-standing of all entertainment businesses.

I'm going to the linen room.

Watch the front.

Okay?

What're you doing?

I'll be right there!

He got a new girl again!

She is the best one he's ever had.

But she's still a stupid one!

Hey, let me in!

W-What's wrong?

Stop it!

Under the big chestnut tree.

You and me.

Let's play together.

Under the big chestnut tree.

Nomura, Hitomi.

Nomura, Hitomi.

Nomura, Hitomi.

Nomura, Hitomi.

Nomura, Hitomi.

My beeper.

Who?

The bald guy.

He's a nobody.

I cut him off, he only paid 10 thousand yen a month.

That's still better than this job.

That's right, it's boring!

The manager is gay.

Fucking bull shit.

Who are you?

Are you the Manager's boyfriend?

Nomura, Hitomi.

Nomura, Hitomi.

Where is she?

Where?

S-She left 30 minutes ago.

That boy with a birthmark on his face came to pick her up.

Rock, paper, scissors.

What?

W-What?

Go on...

Rock, paper, scissors.

Rock, paper, scissors.

I won!

Rock, paper, scissors.

Rock, paper, scissors.

Rock, paper, scissors.

Rock, paper, scissors.

Hey, brother.

You shouldn't horde something so nice.

You should be a pal and share with others.

Your boyfriend is so cool.

Hey...

Toshi-chan is really getting into it.

Toshi-chan...

Good.

You wanna do it with this brother?

N-No...

Stop!

What do you want?

What do you need?

Money?

Unfortunately, you can't buy us off.

We're the clean-up crew.

We just can't stand it when trash isn't thrown away.

You'll have fun later too, don't worry.

No!

Kikuo...

Nomura, Hitomi...

Nomura, Hitomi...

Nomura, Hitomi...

Nomura, Hitomi...

Nomura, Hitomi...

Nomura, Hitomi...

Wait.

No, stop!

Please stop it.

Trash!

Trash!

Trash!

Trash!

Trash!

Nomura, Hitomi.

Nomura, Hitomi.

Nomura, Hitomi.

Nomura, Hitomi.

Stay back!

No, stay back!

Nomura, Hitomi.

Born in March 28, 1973.

Born in Shizuoka.

Pisces, blood type O.

Graduated from Shizuoka High School in 1993 and came to Izumi...

...in Tokyo--

Stop it!

Favorite food, cheese cake and custard pudding.

Traveled to Singapore and Hong Kong with friends, this year.

Your menstrual cycle is...

Stop!

Stop it!

Stop it...

Who are you?

I don't know you!

I know everything about you...

Do you...

...think that you...

...have conquered me?

That's so ridiculous...

Do you really think that anybody loves you?

No...

Nobody loves me...

I have no memory of someone loving me.

I'm not worth more than trash.

But, Ms. Hitomi Nomura...

...if people don't treat me like a human being, I won't treat them like one.

Nomura, Hitomi: Personal Data