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Katsuko...

Dear... you're alive...

Dad?

Katsuko Nee-chan's husband, Tadahiko-san, came home.

What can I do to help?

You don't have to do anything, Tadahiko-san.

Dear, you just paint like before.

♫Marumatteru senakani ni morai naki ♫I get infectious weeping looking at your stooped shoulders

Manpuku

You have to Believe!

♫Haji datte issho ni ♫We'll share the humiliation too

Week 5

♫Hikoukigumo bonyari nagamu ♫Gazing absentmindedly at contrails

♫Kokoro kokoni arazu ♫Here in body, but not in spirit

♫Nenkan totaru moshi shitara ♫If I was to calculate an annual total

♫Tsukiau watashi sugoi? ♫Aren't I amazing for keeping you company?

♫Toboketeru mayuge ni morai warai ♫ I get infectious laughter looking at your comical eyebrows

♫Tere datta nandatte ♫Be it embarrassment or whatever

♫Morai naki morai warai morai ikari ♫Infectious weeping, infectious laughter, infectious anger

♫Moraippaji don to koi! ♫Infectious embarrassment. Bring them on!

♫Seiten mo donten mo hekireki mo ♫Sunny days, cloudy days, thunderous days too

- I'm done with the yardwork. - That's enough.

- You get out of here. - Mom!

He's planning to settle here, you know.

The nerve of a thief.

But he says he has nowhere to go.

Please let me stay here. I'll do anything.

Actually, I should help. This is not the time to be painting pictures.

- Dear... - Are you really sure?

Tell me what I should do.

Then if you could help out Mother.

I'll help too.

You get out of here.

Mom, Manabu-chan wet his pants.

Goodness. Come here for a minute.

There's no more sticks to make the seals.

- We have nothing to do. - Go study.

- I can teach them. - There you go again.

- You were a thief, weren't you? - But

I graduated from Osaka Imperial University.

- Whaat! - Osaka Imperial University?

There you go, making up stories again.

Yes. You're starting to get it, Shige-chan.

Are you letting a thief watch the children?

- He's tutoring them. - That's even stranger.

He's actually a pretty good guy.

He may be a lucky find.

You got it. That's right, that's right.

Are you really planning to let that man stay here?

- Where is he going to sleep? - Oh, Mom, please.

That's all you care about.

Don't worry about me. I'll sleep in Fukuko's room.

Let's have him sleep in the studio.

- Dear. - But that's your workspace.

Actually... I hurt my eyes in the Philippines.

- What? - Eyes?

There was a gun battle in the middle of the night. An unexploded flare bomb dropped behind me and...

as soon as I turned around...

It flashed in my eyes directly...

Ever since then, I can't recognize colors very well.

Colors?

Especially the difference between green and red.

That's...a terrible thing for an artist.

- Let's have a doctor take a look, Dear. - Yes, the sooner the better...

I had the Army doctor take a look, but

he said this kind of injury can't be treated.

Can't be treated...

Does that mean you won't be painting anymore?

I can't.

Then you'll look for a proper job, won't you, Tadahiko-san?

That's what I intend to do.

Manpei-san...

I don't think Tadahiko-san will be able to give up painting.

I'm sure that's what Katsuko Nee-chan's thinking too.

That Tadahiko-san is different from ordinary people.

That he's her husband and the children's father,

but before that, Tadahiko-san's a painter.

It's not scary.

From the hot summer when the war ended, the season was changing over to winter.

The black market was a lawless district as usual.

People living shrewdly and vigorously, and

people who lost their spirit, unable to bounce back from despair.

And people who are finding hope in the new era.

At the black market, there were a variety of people with a variety of life.

Oh?

What's the matter?

Surely it's not...

Fukuko.

- What are you doing! - Just as I thought!

Kajitani-san!

- Kajitani-san! - L-long time no see, Tachibana-kun.

Long time no see?!

Did you guys get married?

- Yes. - I thought you would. Congratulations.

- Thank you. - What are you thanking him for?

Did you forget that you went through a terrible ordeal because of this man?

He was kicked and beaten by the military police and went through interrogation that was like torture.

Because of that, he almost died from peritonitis.

- I'm terribly sorry about that. - It's all your fault, Kajitani-san!

I'm truly sorry.

- Let it go, Fukuko. - What? Are you going to forgive him?

It's not a matter of forgiving or not. The military police doesn't exist anymore.

Kajitani-san, there's no one chasing after you anymore.

I know.

But I'm going to live in the shade from now on.

Shade?

I don't know myself why I tried to make a villain out of you.

While ordering you around to do this and that,

I think I was actually jealous of your talent.

I'm thoroughly disgusted with myself.

I don't know why I'm living anymore.

The man named Kajitani Keisuke... died in the war.

Come on, Fukuko. Let's go.

Manpei-san!

Kajitani-san.

Come to to think of it, it was getting captured by the military police

that gave us the push to get married.

Tachibana...

It's over now, Fukuko. Let's go home.

It's warm.

I'm leaving your change of clothes here.

Okay. Thanks.

Are you really sure you don't think anything of Kajitani-san anymore?

There may be people in this world who get their energy to go on by hating someone.

But that's not me.

How nice can you be.

Fukuko. When it comes to Kajitani-san, you're just like your mother.

But...

you must be feeling sorry for Kajitani-san too, aren't you?

All right. I won't say anything anymore.

- Kanbe-kun. - Yes?

You don't have to make the bath any hotter. That aside, I have a favor to ask.

Are you Kajitani-san?

I am.

Tachibana-san told me to give this to you.

I have a message for you.

"Don't give up and please find a way to live on."

"The protagonist of your life is you, after all."

I don't really understand what that means.

But I did convey the message.

Kajitani

My life?

I'm sorry, Tachibana-kun.

Thank you. Thank you...