I've decided. I'm going on an excursion.
Now is my chance to take the photos that I want to take.
♪♪～
I'm too late.
I waited for you. Akira...
I wanted to take your picture.
Akira's kissed me with his photos and left on his trip.
I want to taste the sweetness of love again.
But I never want to taste its bitterness ever again.
♪♪～
It's been 2 months since Akira left for his trip.
Summer is ending and the Fall air is starting to blow in.
I haven't heard from Akira.
How about you go on an excursion? Excursion?
Because I like them. Huh?
Your pictures.
♪♪～
In addition to whatever small jobs I pick up, I spend my down time
continuing work on my novel.
This way I still feel connected to Akira
where ever in the world he may be...
♪♪～
Mari and Naitou
started working together on the display
and they became closer.
Want this? Sure.
I put some in yours.
And Mari
has begun discussing divorce with Kengo.
Mitsuki in Shinshuu...
Mitsuki would be happier living here.
This again? A father who up and abandons his family
probably isn't the best fit to raise a child.
How about we let Mitsuki decide?
Yeah I think we probably should get a divorce lawyer.
We won't get anywhere as it is.
Ah... By the way, When's Mitsuki's Sports Festival?
Why? Well...
I just thought it was coming up soon.
You don't need to worry about the Sports Festival.
Get a hold of a lawyer soon.
At the tail end of our 30's
As always, plan to wiggle our way
forward in life little by little.
♪♪～
Here.
Sorry it took so long.
It's finally settled.
Yeah.
That song... Hm?
The song you always play is Chopin's "La Chanson de l'Adieu"
That's right. "La Chanson de l'Adieu"...
There's no deep meaning behind it.
I thought so. It's just a song you remember... right?
Yeah.
♪♪～
Marriage!? Yeah, I want to get married soon.
But Naito said he's fine just being lovers.
Something wrong? Well...
It's just been a while since I've heard the word marriage come from your mouth.
Really? When you were dating Akira,
didn't you say that if you got married that your love would go cold?
Hmmmm? Hm?
Sorry, it's work.
Yes. Is this regarding the 2 page addition? Yes.
I'll send the original with the corrections.
OK. Take care.
Sorry this will only take a second. You're a popular writer.
Always busy.
Ah... So what were we talking about? I said
What should I do about Naito not wanting to get married?
If you press marriage, he'll run away. You'll be like me.
You're pressuring Akira to marry you? How'd you come to that?
I'm taking about Kotaro. From before. Ah.
Speaking of Kotaro... Yeah.
I ran into Tsuji Fusae earlier.
She had a big stomach and a big ring.
Ring? I guess those 2 got married?
I see.
♪♪～
Ah... Sorry. It's still a sensetive topic.
Ah, no. It's not that.
Just thinking of something she said. What?
At this rate I'll be a lonely lady and
eventually a lonely old lady.
That's quite something to say. But she's wrong.
But that's how it's turning out.
The reason why I want to get married so badly is
that 40 may be too late.
I want to try having a child.
Do I have any other choice at this point?
I can feel my body saying
"Isn't is about that time?"
♪♪～
I wonder if my feelings towards Akria are leaning
more toward my womanly instincts than actual love.
♪♪～
But aren't you make 950 yen an hour now?
I have to do whatever it takes to protect my life with Mitsuki.
I still have to pay off the Condo's mortgage so I have to hang in there.
Hmm... But it's not really a job that
pays very well. I know...
I got it. How about modelling? Huh?
Well you used to do it
plus you'll make more money by having two jobs.
Could you introduce me to someone? Hm?
I could but not as you are now...
You'd need to lose about 8kg (~18lbs).
8kg!? Ugh~
Igarashi, What's wrong?
Nothing.
I can tell you don't want to go home.
Didn't your father dissappear.
No he didn't! You're lying!
I'm not lying! Hey wait.
Wait Igarashi!
Papa? Are you coming to the Sports Festival this Sunday?
You absolutely have to come. I'll be waiting for your response. Email is ok.
♪♪～
I'm back. Welcome home.
I'm a bit late. Sorry for Supermarket meals again today.
I be sure to actually make something for the Sports Festival.
Which meal do you want? It doesn't matter.
The fried chicken is good.
But starting today I got to watch what I eat.
Dieting again? Yeah. But I'm serious this time.
Mama's gonna be a Super Model. Huh?
Look.
Oh, A Supermarket Model. Ha ha ha.
You should go running with me tomorrow. You'll need stamina for the Festival.
Stop it.
Sure.
♪♪～
Alright.
♪♪～
Just a bit more.
37... 38... 39!
Ah~ 39...
♪♪～
You change is 150 yen. Thanks for shopping.
Welcome.
It's 98 yen for one.
Model? Yeah, I would
appear in Supermarket advertisements. Ah.
If she seperates from Kengo then money would be a concern.
Mortgage, Living expenses, Mitsuki's education.
I don't think she'll get child support since her husband is self sufficient.
I see. I guess if she does it part-time it wouldn't be so bad.
Has she told Mitsuki her intentions?
That it'll be alright without papa. Mama will make it work.
Yeah. Mothers are strong.
Yes.
It's Mitsuki.
Can I use your computer? Sure.
Mitsuki we were just gossiping about your mother.
Is she sticking with the diet? Yeah, I suppose.
I'll use the computer over there. Sure.
Messaging her dad?
I think so.
♪♪～
Would you like tea and cookies? I don't want any?
By the way Mitsuki, the Sports Festival is soon right?
I want to see if you've got quick legs like your mother.
I don't want to enter the Sports Festival.
Papa's not coming.
But your mother is coming.
Grown up's are selfish.
♪♪～
Papa, why can't you come!?
Don't you come every year?
I'm really sorry. There's no way I can go.
Papa, do you hate me? You know that's not it.
The come to the Sports Festival.
Sorry. I can't go to Tokyo.
There's no way.
That doesn't make sense.
Hey Papa, why?
Papa!
<Sorry Mitsuki. There's no way I can go this year. Please do well at the Sports Festival.>
Her expectation of his return was shattered.
To tell her its best to forget him is painful.
♪♪～
Welcome home.
What are you doing?
I can fit them. But it's tight. What do you think? Am I firm?
I've got 7kg (~15lbs) left to go.
You want to be a model that badly? Well,
Wouldn't you be happy to have a prettier
Mama enter the Sports Festival? I'm not going? Huh?
I'm not entering the Sports Festival. Why?
Because I'm tired.
You can't do it if it's just me?
That must be it. I know you wouldn't give up that easily.
I wouldn't have to get a divorce
if your father would just come back.
He's always been around since you were born.
But... I'm sorry.
It doesn't seem like Mama and Papa can go back to the way it was before.
I want the two of us to live together.
But the truth is when it comes to taking care of you
I don't have any self confidence.
That's why I want you to see the Sports Festival.
Watch me. I'm going to take first place in the scavenger hunt.
♪♪～
And now, the 6th grade foot race.
On your marks. Get ready...
I got a call from Miyake on the day of Mitsuki's Sports Festival.
He told me to come out and support her.
Ichiko! Over here!
What? Everyone came?
This is a Miyake Design employee trip.
We've had an increase in sales this year.
It's difficult to plan a trip so I picked a place close by.
I've never heard of a company trip to a sports festival.
However, she's my child. Mitsuki is all of our child.
That's right. We all love her. Yeah.
You guys are right.
Ah, There she is. It's Mitsuki! Huh Where?
Ah~ Next to the girl in the ponytail.
Mitsuki! Get the gold medal!
Miyake you're too loud!
He reminds me of my dad. Embarassing me every year.
That means he loves you. Mitsuki~!
On your marks. Get set...
Mitsuki! Mitsuki! Go Go Go!
First Place, Red Team.
Mitsuki!
Ha ha ha!
Yo! First Place! Oh~!
This is suspicious. It's weird.
Come on Mitsuki! Everyone came for you.
It's very suspicious.
Whose going to eat all this? Hm? Everyone is going to eat.
Eat some carrots Mitsuki.
No complaints. That right. You need vitamins to grow.
Here, this'll help. That's a vitamin?
Eat up. Sure... Bon appetite.
What's wrong? Hm? Nothing.
It's a big family. Yeah.
Huh? Old man, your Igarashi's father?
That's right.
No, here father's right here.
He's your father too?
No. This guy is here father. Hello.
Whose her father?
They're all my father. Huh?
Ahahaha! I'm the mother though.
Want some food? Can I?
Sure why not?
Bon appetite.
♪♪～
OK everyone look this way.
Smile.
This modest moment may be enough
to cover up the absense of an important person.
Will the particapants for the
Guardian Scavenger hunt... Alright!
Time to burn some calories.
♪♪～
Glasses.
Glasses! Glasses!
I want the two of us to live together.
But the truth is when it comes to taking care of you
I don't have any any self confidence.
That's why I want you to see the Sports Festival.
Watch me. I'm going to take first place in the scavenger hunt.
♪♪～
Mama! Go~!
♪♪～
Ah!
♪♪～
Oh that was mortifying. Truly vexing.
You were too hyper. Ow!
Lean on me. Huh I'm not too heavy? It's fine.
You're heavy. Ehehehe.
You're heavy! Hehehe.
Can't be a model with that leg. She's still overweight anyway.
But I'm a bit jealous. Those two are getting along well.
Yeah. I think they'll be alright now.
The sight of Natsu leaning on Mitsuki's shoulder as they walked
shows that those two are determined to work together to make it on their own.
The Sports Festival was a nice event.
It was nice to feel like a parent. Yeah.
I got it. Let's go next year and the year after.
Until Mitsuki's High School graduation. Until High School?
We'll just keep barging in until she tells us not to come.
That's right.
Alright. Let's go.
♪♪～
Even though you lose a person, at some point you have to compensate
for it and keep pushing forward.
♪♪～
I haven't received anything from Akira all Winter and now
Spring is right around the corner.
Yes.
You need 2,000 words by the end of April?
OK. I'll get right on it.
The other party is interested. Quickly secure the venue.
Kotaro. Ichiko.
♪♪～
I didn't recognize you at first. You seem to be doing well.
Yeah. You too.
Oh yeah, Congrats on the Marriage. Huh?
Didn't you get married to Tsuji Fusae?
Ah... I'm not the one for her. Huh?
I'm single again.
But what about the baby?
Kotaro has appeared.
A big hole has been filled.
♪♪～
♪♪ I look through an opening in the trees on my way to the station.
♪♪ My heels are a bit tall so I'm close to the sky.
♪♪ Ah I can't even count the number of times
♪♪ that I've been sad and distressed.
♪♪～
♪♪ This story continues with bated breath,
♪♪ Like a heroine in a film,
♪♪ No one knows their last.
♪♪ Alone in a silent bathroom,
♪♪ I see the hesitant person in the mirror and
♪♪ I want to them "It'll be alright."
Kotaro isn't married to Tsuji Fusae?
He's a good man, isn't he?
I wonder if it is in the hands of the goddess of fate?
Then I guess I may have a chance too?
Someone else's child huh?