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He's deceiving us?

The Monopoly Bureau said they only bought 8 bags worth.

Sera-san sold the remaining 12 bags to a black marketeer.

- Black marketeer?! - He must've

actually made a profit of like 5,000 or 10,000.

But he told us he sold them for 4,000 yen.

That's the exact price of 20 bags worth, so he thought we wouldn't find out.

No way.

We saw her walking with a man.

Sera-san wouldn't do that...

- Who was? - Madam.

Is that true, Manpei-san!

- Oh... - Let's report him to the police.

Please wait. There's no proof

that Sera-san sold the salt to a black marketeer.

Then where did the 12 bags worth of salt go?

- Is he licking it at home? - Of course not.

There are too many problems. Please give me some time to organize my thoughts.

What's too many. Money is the problem. Money!

In any case! Please wait!

Manpuku

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

I Will Do Something About It!

Week 7

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

♫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

♫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

Madam was with a man?!

I heard he was a really good-looking guy.

- They were holding hands?! - It could've looked like they were.

That's a tryst.

It's not a tryst...it's an affair.

Manpei-san.

Sera-san may have took a part of our earnings, but...

I don't know why, but... I can't get myself to dislike him.

Me too.

- But... - But?

Not being able to dislike that person even when he betrayed you is...

painful.

I know.

What do you know!

But I'll do something about the money.

Do something about it?

Manpei-san will make the salt, your mother, the bookkeeping.

But you'll have to do everything else, Fuku-chan.

Manpei-san, you just concentrate on work.

I'll do everything else.

Leave everything to me.

The next day, Fuku-chan promptly headed to the black market at Namba.

Excuse me... Do you know the vendor who will buy salt?

No I don't.

A vendor who will buy salt.

- Who are you? - We have good salt.

- I'd like to exchange it for money. - We'll buy it from you.

Really? It's top quality salt.

I bought some top quality salt the other day too!

Oh really!

- The black marketeer?! - I found him.

He said he bought 12 straw bags worth for 6,400 yen.

6,400 yen?! The Monopoly Bureau's purchase price was 1,600 for 8 straw bags.

That's 8,000 yen altogether!

That Sera gave us half the amount and stole the rest!

It's now or never. I'm going to go see him.

Don't let him get away with it. Remember, you're the daughter of the daughter of a samurai!

- Great Madam. - What!

- Is this company going under? - Excuse me?

Everyone's saying that Manpei-san and Madam is getting a divorce

and Tachibana Salt Company's getting dissolved.

Why would Fukuko get divorced?

Is President Sera available?

I'm sorry, but he's out of the office right now.

When will he return?

He went to the Chamber of Commerce meeting, so I don't think he'll be coming back here today.

Chamber of Commerce...

What did you want, Moth...

Please have a seat here.

Are you doubting Fukuko?

Fukuko is not a loose woman like that.

That girl married you against my wishes.

I wanted her to marry a stable white collar worker, but

she married you, Manpei-san, in spite of my great opposition.

How can a girl like that betray you?

- Our factory was destroyed. - Ours was too.

I'm so glad you were safe, Chairman.

The house burned down from the air raids, but

my second home in Ashiya remained.

Come in.

My company burned to the ground. I had to start all over from the barracks.

- I brought you some tea. - Knowing you,

- you must've played your cards well. - Not at all.

I'm honest to a fault when it comes to my work.

Here you go, Chairman.

Oh, you're...

How have you been? I'm Imai Fukuko.

I got married and I'm now Tachibana Fukuko.

Tachibana? You mean Tachibana Manpei?

Yes.

I trust her.

No matter what anyone says, no matter what kind of rumors go around,

I trust Fukuko.

So please. Please trust Fukuko.

- I beg you, Manpei-san. - I'm terribly sorry!

You're absolutely right, Mother.

Even though I knew Fukuko wouldn't do anything like that,

I ended up doubting her in spite of myself.

I'll trust Fukuko.

Fukuko is my wife!

When my husband was falsely accused and arrested by the military police,

thank you so much for helping him.

I guess something like that did happen, huh?

Actually, we're currently living in a house in Izumiotsu by Sera-san's referral.

- Oh, yeah? - Yes.

My husband started a business called Tachibana Salt Company.

We're making salt now.

Salt, huh? He caught on to a good thing.

We don't know how long this company will last.

That's because my husband isn't the kind of man who'd be happy just making salt.

- Oh, yeah? - He'll eventually find something he wants to do again.

I'm considering the time now as a fundraising period for when that time comes.

I see. In that case, he shouldn't be obsessed with quality.

Rather than 100 kilograms of top quality salt,

if you consider the time and energy, you can make more money by lowering the quality and making 300 kilograms.

- That would not be feasible. - Why not?

My husband will only make top quality salt.

He is adamant about the quality.

And he would never sell it to a black marketeer either.

- Tachibana-kun sounds like quite a difficult man. - He's just obstinate.

He wants to do work that would be useful to the world. In a legitimate way.

I fully understand how difficult that is.

But I believe that my husband will definitely manage to get it done.

I see.

Come to think of it, I remembered what you told me before.

That Tachibana Manpei is someone who will carry Osaka on his shoulders some day.

Yes, I did say that.

I'm very interested to see how he'll turn out in the future.

All right. I'm going to invest in Tachibana Manpei.

- What? - Invest?

- The amount of investment is 30,000 yen. - 30,000?!

I'll call my head clerk and let him know, so just give him a call anytime.

This is strictly an investment.

If you make money, you're going to double the amount you give back to me.

Certainly. Thank you so much!

Fuku-chan, wait a minute, wait!

I'm going to invest in Tachibana-kun too.

5,500 yen. That's all the money I have in my wallet right now.

When you make money, you can double the amount you give back to me.

The investment from Chairman Mitamura is more than enough.

Wait... wait, wait, wait, wait! Forget about double the amount. Make it 1.8 times.

- I'll just accept your thoughts. - 1.5 times!

All right. Just add a little something when you pay back...

I can't wait to tell Manpei-san.

You don't even have to add a little something!

This is proof of my friendship with Tachibana-kun. Just take it.

5,500 yen...

In exchange, let's have a lasting relationship, okay?

Thank you. But...

I'll just take 1,500 yen.

If I accept this 4,000 yen,

it would be the same thing as if we did business with a black marketeer too.

Then we'll be seeing you.

How did she know?

Thank goodness!

Why only 1,500 yen?

It was 5,500 yen that he stole, wasn't it?

1,500 yen is enough.

Instead!

Mitamura-san will be giving us 30,000 yen.

- 30,000 yen?! - You mean Mitamura-san with the Chamber of Commerce?

Chairman Mitamura.

He said he's investing in anticipation of Manpei-san's future.

My future?

Thank heavens, thank heavens.

But! There's something even better!

- Even better? - What is it?

I stopped by the hospital on my way home.

I'm 3 months pregnant.

What~!

In here is our...

- Yes. - My grandchild.

- Really? - Really.

I'm so happy!

Good job, Fukuko.

Mother...

Week 8 "A New Adventure?!"