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I hear sighing...

Sighing?

Yes, the sake's warmth gets the bottle's blood flowing

and breathes life into it.

In that instant, I can hear the bottle sigh.

I can't hear a thing.

Well, any bar that puts their heart into the alcohol

they serve does things their own way.

Even if they have to make their customers wait.

Why is this so good?

It's warm. It's different warm.

That's because this bar has a secret method of preparing it.

Hey, hey Tsuneda.

He said it's a secret method.

Welcome... Oh, it's you.

What do you mean "Oh"?

Welcome home, Asami.

Hey, Tsuneda! You smell like alcohol, like always.

Asami!

Darn girl. She's so rude.

Is Asami already 18? She's grown into a beauty.

Recently she's been saying she wants to study abroad in America.

I don't know what to do.

A girl is always her father's little baby.

It's true.

Here's your warm sake.

I can't hear a thing.

This sake! It's subtle warmth!

It's wonderful flavor flowing from my tongue to my throat...

It really is the best warm sake in Japan!

Are you absolutely sure?

The bill.

Right. 2,000.

Sir, what did you mean by that?

Like I said. This warmed sake isn't bad,

but isn't there always something better?

It's the best!

It's not my place to say, but...

Well, like it or not, you'll know in two or three days.

Who the hell was that?

Listen, I agree that you should study in America.

However, America is scary.

Yeah, but I'll be careful.

No matter how careful you are,

when someone points a gun at you, you're finished.

Even if you are downtown, no one will help.

What should I do?

Well, the first thing you have to think of is how not to get killed.

Even if you're attacked, you can't look at his face.

Alright? Asami, you're walking like this.

Then you hear a voice from behind.

"Hold up, baby. Come here."

What do you do?

I don't see your face.

Okay! Common. This way.

I'm coming! Coming!

"Yumedono"

Completely empty!

Tsuneda

"Like it or not, you'll know in two or three days."

That's what he said.

Damn old man. He was the god of poverty!

Perhaps.

And another thing,

I happened to find this.

This is...

What?

"Yumedono"...the bar of illusion.

I've only heard it whispered in rumors.

It has appeared and disappeared in places all over the country.

You could call it a gypsy bar.

The sake and food they have is renown,

especially their warm sake, which is supposed to be incredible.

Recently the rumors have stopped, but for it to appear in this town.

A gypsy bar?

Is it really in this kind off place?

No mistaking it. It has the right smell.

One, two. One, two. One, two.

One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two...

What are you doing? I found it!

Hey, Tsuneda!

This is the Yumedono...

It's him!

You want warm sake, too?

Okay.

"You want warm sake, too?" He's mocking us.

What I want to know is what you were looking at.

Oh. You'd never believe it

but in that truck was a hottie in a leotard doing exercises.

What the heck?

Hi! That was the owner's wife.

Wife?!

I hear she's about 30 years younger.

What a disgusting story.

How about it?

You're always staying loyal to your dead wife,

but this guy has a young piece of...

Shut up.

Here is your warm sake!

It's here! Let's see how it is.

This is...

Magnificent.

No way! That's the same sake I serve!

Don't get overexcited.

No doubt about it.

It can't be anything else.

But the sensation.

A mellow sweetness, with a refreshing sourness

and complex splendor.

It's a subtle deliciousness,

a distinct flavor passing over my tongue.

And the bouquet!

It's fruity...

with a dizzying charm.

Why? Why does the same sake taste so different?

It's not fair! Not fair!

There, there.

What's wrong?

Nothing. He's just very serious about sake.

What are you doing?

You don't know?

This bar's warm sake is good for many things.

It re-grows hair, it's an aphrodisiac, et cetera.

Ah, I'm so grateful.

Look! I can walk!

- Tsuneda - What?

Close your eyes.

Isn't it weird?

You get the strong feeling women are here.

But when you open your eyes...

There are only men.

I thought of something. I need to do something.

Order a warm sake for me in three minutes.

Sure, but...

Do it.

One, two. One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two. One, two...

Good work.

You're nice and warm.

I don't like this, Dad.

I'm not your dad. Call me "Dear".

Ah! Dad...

Dear

Just one more time. Please.

One, two. One, two. One, two.

Gross! That warm sake...

It has the warmth of a young woman's skin.

With sweat and other fluids.

I'm not sure if I should be happy or disgusted by that.

But now I have a way of making it, too!

You're... you're not actually gonna make Asami...

You can't do that! Don't do it, you lech!

You'll turn into a pervert father. Yumedono is a gypsy.

When he leaves town your customers will come back to you.

Are you telling me to serve warm sake to customers

who know what Yumedono's tastes like?

I can't bring myself to do that!

But...

You'll be the first to try it.

Let's do it!

I'm home.

What's with the leotard?

It's waterproof.

Yeah?

It should be the right size.

Am I supposed to wear it?

Who else would?

Dad!

No! Dad, stop it!

Please, Asami! Please!

The future of the Mononobe Bar depends on you wearing this.

- Never! - Wear it!

Wear it!

Stop it!

Asami, it for him.

Tsuneda

And you, don't try to force her to wear it.

You have to convince her more gently.

Tsuneda, why do you have a Tokyo accent all of a sudden?

Does something as small as that matter?

Asami, I drank some of it, too,

and without a doubt making that quality of warm sake

is the dream of any man running a bar.

Isn't this a good way to thank your father for raising you?

But...

Also, if you wear it your dad will send you to America.

Really?

Wait a minute, Tsuneda.

If you can make that warm sake, you'll have tons of business.

No reason you won't be able to let her study abroad.

That might be true...

Really, Dad?

Uh, yeah.

I'll wear it.

- That's cold! - I know.

How is it?

No leaks.

Okay!

One, two. One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two. One, two...

I don't like this.

Don't move.

Okay, let's try it.

How is it?

What do you think?

It's not the same, is it?

How should I put this? It's too sour.

We're off the mark. Right?

Asami.

"Closed today"

It was hard for you.

But your dad is trying his best.

But he forced me to wear this and poured in sake.

It was cold.

Don't cry. Now, take this off.

Tsuneda

You smell like alcohol.

I'll clean it off for you.

The sake got in here, too.

Ah, come to think of it...

Don't stop!

The bath is ready.

- Oh. Let Sumiyo go first. - Yes.

Here you are.

The hot water is so nice.

Thank you, Shinza.

That's okay.

What a great view!

I didn't come here to...

I know. Me, I'm just waiting for the bar to open.

I can't help what finds its way into my eyes.

I'm not like you.

Hide!

Sumiyo

What?

Uh, it's nothing.

Hey, you!

It's just hot water.

Asami is changing out of her leotard.

Oh, Tsuneda. You're still here.

Yeah. Asami is in a state of shock.

It's my fault.

While you're keeping yourself busy listen to this.

Some years ago

I received some entertainment at a high-class restaurant in Shimbashi.

Well, more accurately my boss did and I was just with him.

I got drunk and passed-out.

Thanks to that I missed out on a private strip show.

That's too bad.

The worst part is what happened after that.

After I fell asleep

the stripper poured Wakame Sake all over her body.

They said it was made by the Wakame Sake Master.

The Wakame Sake Master?

And my boss said it was excellent!

"New pictures, starting today"

Where's my present?

Are you the Wakame Sake...

Don't know anything about that.

We asked them at the Yamamoto-ya.

I only introduce my regulars to it now.

If you don't have anything for me, go home!

It's Seijoro!

In back there is a bar called Danwashitsu.

Wait in the back room. I'll be there in an hour.

"Thank you. See you next week."

Wakame Sake isn't a strip show.

One major difference is that

when the woman is looked at she flushes.

Her skin reaches the right temperature.

I'm the one who perfected this.

There are certainly some similarities with the warm sake

you are trying to create.

Come out, Yukie!

Okay!

She's new.

Her dancing isn't the best, but she's a fast learner.

She draws people's eyes to her.

And she makes a delicious human sake bottle.

A human sake bottle?

Shall we have the Wakame...

She's not warm yet.

I can't control myself much longer!

Now, Yukie!

Okay!

Bon appetite!

This may be an improper way to drink Wakame Sake

but I want the pure flavor without being distracted.

Don't shove that anywhere it doesn't belong!

Agreed!

How is it?

Delicious!

But...

It won't help you make the warm sake you are aiming for.

Am I wrong?

Thank you very much.

That wasn't what we were looking for.

If it were Western alcohol

it's as different as having it straight or having a cocktail.

It was a good experience, but it's not something I'd serve.

Wait up you!

Don't feel depressed!

My "wakame" wasn't good enough for you?

Far from it. Even now I want seconds.

I'm asking the old man.

Forget about it. It's not what I was looking for.

That's all.

Tell me about it.

What an interesting story!

I thought it was only that important to Mononobe.

As a bar owner it could make or break him.

I want to try that warm sake, too.

Shall I take you there?

- Really? - Let's go.

You coming too, Pops?

Uh, maybe he should stay away from there for a little while

and think about things on his own. Right?

I'm home... huh?

Asami. We were about to go to Yumedono.

Spy on the enemy.

Who's she?

I'll go, too.

Okay, I'll go with the old man, just the two of us.

I'm going to borrow your dad for a bit.

"Closed today, too"

Okay

What about Tsuneda?

You're a pretty dense father. Let's go!

Hi.

Nice going!

You got a little motivation from the owner, too?

Wha?

Getting a young one.

That's...

Whoa!

You noticed? I told you it worked miracles.

I'm so grateful!

Look! I can run! I can run!

Gotta go.

I can run!

I can run!

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Alright.

Have a cup.

Here you go.

Thanks.

It's good, but...

But?

Not my type. It's a flavor men would like.

Well, there is the way it's made...

It's not just that.

It feels like it has some basic thing that men desire.

Basic?

I can't say it very well...

But he looks tastier to me.

Ah, Yumedono? You sure like them mature.

No, the boy next to him!

One, two. One, two. One, two...

Excuse me.

One, two. One, two. One, two...

Shinza, you're going to pour it?

He gave me permission.

Congratulations!

Thank you.

You have to check my temperature.

That's right.

I think it's okay.

For some reason I feel embarrassed.

Excuse me.

Last night I drank a whole bunch.

I got really drunk.

When I came to I had been sleeping over there.

And...

I was dressed like this!

You didn't find my missing clothes, did you?

Uh... no.

What should I do? I can't ride the train like this.

The train?

It's c-cold.

Ma'am, you can't do this.

I think I'm still drunk!

M-ma'am

Hey.

It's cold. No!

Ow!

Hurry up.

I can't do it.

Ouch!

Are you alright? Ma'am!

Meanie!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Come on.

I can't do it.

There's someone I can't betray!

Is her, right?

No!

What?!

That's the owner's dead wife.

Amazing!

She looks exactly like his wife now!

That's because they're mother and daughter!

What? She's his stepdaughter?

If she were, I'd have given up.

No way!

So in other words Yumedono's wife is his daughter.

And that kid is in love.

Even so, it's a disgusting story! It's incest or something.

No, it's not.

It's not like that.

He didn't want to have sex with his daughter.

He wanted to keep her from having sex.

What do you mean?

A long time ago there was a man

search the world for the best unrefined sake.

He once said...

the best brand of alcohol

he ever had was in the Russian countryside.

It was vodka made from the raw crust of a piroshki

chewed by a little girl and fermented overnight

after the starch had turned to sugar.

It was delicious.

One mouthful of it

would make you feel like you flew into the sky and became a star.

And do you know why they used a little girl?

I just now figured it out.

Because she was a virgin!

The warm sake is the same!

The peak flavor doesn't come out unless it's a virgin.

For that reason he forbid his daughter to have sex with a man.

No, not just that. He married her to tie her to him!

The only thing in that man's head is to keep making incredible warm sake.

His daughter's happiness is worth less than nothing.

He's a demon.

It's a demon family.

Old man, you look like a demon, too.

Could it mean...

Asami has...

Naturally.

Asami!!!

- Dad! - Mononobe! This is all a mistake!

Shut up, Tsuneda!

Asami! There is one thing I want to ask you!

What?

You... uh, well,

do you know the touch of a man?

Dad...

It's right in front of you.

Huh? Of course!

Easy, Pops.

These days most girls are doing it when they're 18.

That's not a problem.

Well, it's a problem

but not an important one.

Dad

It's the warm sake!

The warm sake?!

Hello?

Thank you for the other day.

I heard the story from Yukie. I'm glad you solved the mystery.

Yes, but we didn't gain anything.

We don't have a virgin.

Because Asami...

Well, I'll ask. Let me talk directly with Mononobe.

Mononobe!

He won't open up. He's closed up in his own shell.

Well, he won't talk with anyone.

Then relay what I'm about to say in a loud voice so he hears it.

A while ago I knew a stripper who let people eat sushi off of her.

There was a stripper who really, really, really liked men

and would have them eat sushi off of her.

By chance she met an heir to a fortune and managed to get him to marry her.

With a rich bonbon dangling in front of her,

she decided to marry.

The family didn't know her job.

Even so, it was a family rule that their brides had to be virgins.

His family's rule was that the bride had to be a virgin.

But that kid managed to marry her with no problem.

Do you know how?

This is Mononobe.

It's finished.

I'm done loading.

Good work.

It's worn out. I'm going to get a replacement.

Okay.

See you later.

These 10 days have gone by really fast.

I wonder where we'll end up next.

Sumiyo

Yes?

There is something we need to talk about.

It's something I wanted to tell you for a while.

Fathers don't usually marry their daughters.

So I hear.

You knew?!

Shinza, you knew before this?

It's normal to know that.

Really? Well, I'm not normal.

That's not true. Sumiyo, you're a normal person.

You just didn't know.

Shinza, are you crying?

I'm sorry.

Why are you apologizing? Here.

Sorry.

Don't apologize. I'm happy.

You're crying for me, right?

Look, there's something I want you to do for me.

Yes. I'm not a sake bottle.

Make me human.

Is it really okay?

Yes.

Ouch!

Are you alright?

I'm happy!

I'm back!

What are you doing?

We're about to take off!

- It's crowded. - A lot of men.

I've been waiting 3 hours!

- Another one! - Me, too!

A warm sake!

- Two more please. - Just a minute.

This is it!

I thought I'd never drink this again after that gypsy

Yumedono closed his bar.

Ah, I'm so grateful!

One, two. One, two. One, two...

In spite of everything it all went amazingly well.

It's a very convenient thing in this world.

That hymen reconstruction surgery.

So, what are you gonna do?

About what?

If Asami studies abroad you won't be able to make your warm sake.

I convinced her to go to a nearby women's college

in exchange for increasing her allowance.

That good.

No mistake about that.

My accent!

Now you have it!

Give me a warm sake!

What will we do?

About what?

Will he find out? That we are using a fake virgin?

If he does, he does.

How is it?

The flavor is slightly different from my warm sake.

It's like another matured flavor has been added in to it.

- A matured flavor? - Yes.

From the distant past there has been a strange trend

where freshly made sake is thought most highly of.

But like the other liquors of the world,

if you let it age a little longer it gains a different, wonderful flavor.

That's a matured flavor.

I'm impressed that you managed to draw a matured flavor from regular sake.

It's a success. And it's also dry.

I say this with confidence.

It's delicious!

One, two. One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two. One, two...

One, two. One, two. One, two...

"I'm sorry."

"I'm getting a part-time job and going to America."

"Mami"

Where are you going?

Hey, a shooting star!

I'm off.