When I first met him, the 4 characters for marriage (?? kekkon) came to my mind.
The 4 characters were in hiragana (????), right?
So, during your 10 years of marriage, your husband's mother was living with you?
Yes.
She was a wonderful mother.
She devoted her life to support her late husband.
I really admired her.
- And you were caring for her? - Yes.
She fell ill immediately after we got married. So ever since.
What is this accident that's written on this petition for dissolution of marriage?
That was 3 years ago.
Your mother-in-law took a fall in the bathroom and injured her back.
At that time, you were dozing off.
Yes.
You son caused trouble on the train?
Yes.
Hiromu started crying on the train.
And when this man raised his umbrella like this to scold him,
he ended up hitting someone else.
I'm sorry.
It's because I didn't have my act together.
And in October of last year,
- your husband told you he wanted a divorce? - Yes.
Uh...
- This may be irrelevant, but... - Yes?
Last year? Or was that end of the year before last?
I saw my husband going into a hotel with a girl.
Was it last year or the year before last?
- You've got to get the facts straight. - I'm sorry.
- Did you talk to your husband about that? - No.
Because I might have been mistaken.
I'm sorry.
Good bye.
What? Is that all? Usually, there's more, isn't there?
- Please. - The class fee will be 10,000 yen.
Food Service Sanitation Manager Handbook
Thank you.
I'd like to talk about the three rules of food handling.
Rule No. 1,
hygiene.
2, speed.
3, heat or refrigeration.
Kyoko.
- Hi. - Hi.
Shopping?
If you'd like, why don't you stop by?
Some people you met the other day, like Haiji-san, are there too.
We started living together today. Below that rooftop.
- Kyoko, I wish you'd reconsider. - Oh, there's no way.
I'm totally inept at things like that.
- And I know nothing about the real world. - That's not so.
- You're... - I don't really like
being told "That's not so" by someone in a higher position than me.
From the perspective of a person who's been working all this time, a housewife is, you know. Right?
- Me? - See you.
Okay. See you.
Hi.
Tada~.
It's that thing, right? You know, that thing. That's on the wall.
- I'm a Food Service Sanitation Manager. - Wow!
It's starting to feel real now, isn't it?
Pastry chef, service,
and chef.
Although there's only three of us.
Shall we begin?
This way please.
Sit down, sit down.
You'd better hurry up and go make up with your girlfriend.
See you.
The check. Take it with you.
- Mamma mia. - Grazie.
Apart from Mofuku*-chan, the Todai graduate, (*mourning attire)
I thought you'd participate in Tanaka Tamako's restaurant venture.
The food that I make are basically defective.
Bad, huh?
It's beyond bad.
They're food that are on the other side of bad.
That actually makes me want to try it.
It's so bad you're going to forget about all the delicious food you ate since you were born.
It's bad enough to make America cry coast-to-coast.
- Did someone tell you that? - Is it good?
- Yeah. - You know,
I've been a full-time housewife for 10 years
and I've never had a job.
If someone like me goes out into the world, the Japanese economy will get even worse
and I might even cause a debt crisis.
The bottom line is, I'm a defective product.
Did someone tell you that?
Why aren't you participating, Karasumori-san?
The pot-au-feu that Paaka*-chan made was good, wasn't it? (*Paaka- parka/hoodie)
Oh, that.
You can't serve that for 290 yen, right?
Would young people in this country nowadays pay 800 yen for a pot-au-feu?
Things are only getting worse out there.
Working diligently won't get you anywhere.
Hey, do you want to strive to be a photographer with me?
All you have to do is point at big boobs in a swimsuit and push the button.
- Is it good? - Yes.
Of course it's good, huh?
Mom can never make something like this.
How much of the budget do we have left?
Subtracting the amount I paid for the lease contract,
2,586,000 and 3 yen.
- Will that be enough? - It's going to be tight.
We can do the interior carpentry and painting ourselves, but
we'll have to hire someone to do the pipefitting.
Going to bed? Good night.
Do you wear your hoodie to bed too?
She locked the door.
What is her problem? I sense this deep darkness in her.
And, she has zero motivation to help us out.
Well, she did say she wanted to focus on cooking.
I'm sure she's thinking about the menu right now.
She's been reading manga all this time.
But she's already on Volume 13.
- I'm sure she'll get going once she's done with it. - Tama-chan.
Just because it's "Golgo 13" doesn't mean it ends at 13 volumes, you know.
"Golgo 13" has 175 volumes in all.
I admit that her pot-au-feu was delicious, but
I still can't understand why you chose a girl like her to be the chef.
I'll go buy some beer. I'd like to have one myself.
- Make it low-cal please. - Okay.
At any rate, it's impossible for just the three of us to run a restaurant that size.
- We need two or three more people. - Yes, you're right.
Hiromu.
- What are you making? - A house.
Shall we make your room?
- Let's make a chair. - Chair?
Okay, let's make a chair.
Is this okay here?
What the hell! You're old!
Yo.
- G-g...good evening. - What?
- Are you here to see me? - No.
Right now, I'm...
Uh...
You were watching, weren't you? What just happened.
"What the hell! You're old!"
If you'll excuse me.
Are you mad about something? Hey. Hey!
We'll definitely need a car to transport materials and furniture, won't we?
But we can't afford to rent a car.
Hm? Yes?
What?
I can borrow one.
It's an ita-sha*, though. (*car painted with anime characters)
Ita-sha? (also short for Italian car)
Like a Ferrari?
Thank you.
- At least we can haul a lot of stuff in it. - Yes, I guess so.
Cute.
Oh, that was Tanaka-san.
Is that character's name Tanaka-san?
Tanaka.
What're you doing?
- Getting the restaurant ready. - Restaurant?
What kind?
Oh, is it something like a maid cafe?
What? Tanaka-san's gonna wear that frilly apron?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
"Welcome home, Master."
- That one? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Get real. - Actually, I heard that
- with places like that, customers like low quality. - Hoshino-kun.
Don't be rude.
Right? That's rude, isn't it?
It's not low, is it?
- Tell me. What kind of restaurant? - Tama-chan.
Bad news. It's starting to rain.
Could it be this type of place?
It's a gay bar, right? Right? It's a gay bar, right?
You're going to run a gay bar on this rooftop?
That's a novel idea. It's that, you know.
Like, "Welcome." "Cheers, Mr. Happy!" kind of thing, isn't it?
This is Omotesando, you know. What a novel idea.
- It's a novel idea. - Chief, you'd better hide your butt.
- Right? Right? - Be quiet. Never mind.
But you know, Chief, I've never been to a place with transsexuals...
I'm not a transsexual.
- I'm a gay guy who likes to cross-dress. - Huh? What's the difference?
So it's not a matter of having it or not...
You don't need to talk to him.
- Where's the restaurant. - On the rooftop.
Hey, why are you blocking the way? Come on, let us see it.
Is something the matter?
Tanaka-san's opening a restaurant up there.
What kind of restaurant is it going to be?
- It's a bistro. - Bistro?
She said bistro.
- Why? - I...I don't know what to say.
Our restaurant's right there, you know.
Excuse me.
I'd like to bring up some stuff.
- Can you please step back? - Ah, sure.
Sure.
Okay, then. I wish you luck. I'll be rooting for you.
Let's give this area a boost together.
Amicably.
Do you mind stepping back?
Scary, scary. It's creepy.
If you work too hard you're gonna have an even harder time getting married.
Don't go overboard.
Are you mad about something?
- Excuse me? - Monji-kun, let's go.
I mean, I was wondering if you were still mad.
- About what? - There's a lot of them.
Woman who think she owns you once you sleep with her.
I got chewed out by my sister.
She told me not to mess around with a woman over 30.
Excuse me, but I didn't sleep with you.
But you would've if I made the move, right? Without a doubt.
Well, whatever, since I didn't make the move.
There's the thing about work too. I figured it might be a pain if I got too deeply involved.
Monji-kun, come on. Sunflowers Company's coming too. Let's go.
Haiji-san.
Let's
go eat something good.
Is she picking a fight with us?
You know what women past marriageable age say all the time.
Maybe I'll go study language abroad.
Maybe I'll start a knick knack shop.
It's that kind of a restaurant.
I have a good-looking friend who's a struggling actor.
I'm having a drinking party with him tomorrow.
There's supposed to be a lot of struggling bikini models coming too. Why don't you come too, Monji-san?
Monji-kun isn't a struggling good-looking actor.
And he's not interested in struggling bikini models, so he won't be going. Right?
Go mince this.
Monji-kun,
what do you think a love relationship is?
Possessive sexual desire.
- What else? - Huh? Isn't that it?
I know, huh?
Mom. Mom.
Oh, sorry.
I must've dozed off. What time is it? Are you hungry?
I'm gonna go buy a toy with Dad.
Dad?
What do you mean Dad?
Hey, Hiromu.
Get in.
Okay, let's go.
Hiromu?
Thank you for coming in for the first interview.
We regret to inform you that you were not selected at this time.
They're clueless.
- It's this over here. - Got it.
- We're done.
Please help yourself.
Here, take that side.
- Ouch. - You're okay.
Tama-chan!
- Are you okay? - It hurts~.
- Why did you try to answer the phone? - I wasn't thinking.
- Were you expecting an urgent call?
Can you sit down?
Tama-chan.
How are you feeling? Are you all right?
I'm okay.
- Don't overexert yourself, okay? - Okay. Thanks.
- I'm sorry to bother you so late at night. - What do you want?
I'm sorry. Uh...
- What's Hiromu doing? - He's already in bed.
Oh... I'm sorry.
I'm sorry to bother you so late at night.
Should I come pick up Hiromu in the morning?
- Don't worry about it. - Don't worry about it?
You got the petition, right?
I'm asking for custody, so don't worry about it.
Go get that.
Here.
It's Hakata Torimon*. (*famous sweets from Hakata)
Huh?
Ah~! Please don't burn Oshimazuki. I'm sorry, sorry.
Hey.
I don't know what, but she's making something.
Anyway, no matter what comes out,
- just tell her it's delicious. Okay? - Okay.
- Wah~! - You scared me.
- Mofuku-chan. - Didn't the doorbell ring?
The front door was wide open.
Oh, it's broken.
Come sit down here.
- Nitta-san, you like pu-erh tea, right? - My tongue is heat sensitive. At 42?, please.
- Is it a bath? - Is this your ledger?
Yeah. Tama-chan keeps tab every day.
What are you figuring for your cost percentage?
- Huh? - Let's say, cost to sales ratio 30%.
Labor cost to sales ratio 35%.
Overhead costs to sales ratio 25%.
Cost of paying the debt for start-up capital 10%.
This restaurant will need sales of 2,220,000 yen a month.
This restaurant
will go out of business on the 88th day after opening.
What material are you using here?
It's wood. We went and looked for used material.
It would take too much time to clean it. Let's use rubber mats instead.
- But a rubber mat doesn't have the ambiance. - Labor cost will increase.
You'll go out of business on the 78th day, you know.
Oh, ah...is it ready?
Wow. Wonderful, wonderful.
Let's bring some dishes out.
I...I didn't have an oven, so...
I'm looking for a cheap oven now, so bear with me for a while.
Okay, let's eat.
Uh...
Chef?
Uh, this here. Um... How do you eat it?
- Put your mouth on it and suck. - Put my mouth on it and suck.
There's soup inside.
That's amazing.
What about this? It kinda looks like sand.
- It's sand. - Sand?
W-what is this?
Oh...
Is this perhaps
gastronomie?
- Yes, it is. - Excuse me?
It's one of the concepts of food in France.
It treats food as not just something to be eaten, but
as a fine art,
much like plays and literature.
Does fine art taste good?
I'm not making it for the taste.
- Huh? What's the point if food isn't made to taste good? - Theme.
Sloth. Desire. Deceit. Despair.
- Let's eat, let's eat! - Yes. It's very interesting.
I wonder how it tastes.
This restaurant won't last 3 days.
This person here is an amateur, correct?
The pot-au-feu she made the other day was certainly delicious.
However, no matter how good of a cook she is,
if she doesn't have the skill
to cook quickly and efficiently - for example, the skill to put
different kinds of dishes on a table at once - she doesn't qualify as a chef.
More than anything else, these ingredients show a serious lack of cost consciousness.
Restaurants that serve menu items in excess of 500 yen in times like this
will go out of business sooner or later.
A chef who can't make a dish at a cost of 150 yen is disqualified.
To put it bluntly, you chose the wrong chef.
You should look for someone else immediately.
- Look, Mofuku-chan. - Whatever.
I don't care one way or the other.
What are you anyway?
- To be going on like that. - I'm currently in talks with several companies.
Consequently, it may only be for a limited time, but
I'm willing to offer my help
as a management consultant or general producer.
I think you should put a rubber mat here too.
- General Producer. - Yes?
Thank you.
Why gloves?
- General Producer. - Yes!
A hammer for General Producer?
- General Producer. - Yes!
- Come on, let's go. - Yes.
There's no way. I'm a Todai graduate.
D-do you two know the meaning of general producer?
My job is something more executive...
General Producer, pull it harder.
GP. Nail.
- Here. - Not that one, GP.
The longer one.
Here.
A general producer doesn't normally climb on a roof, you know.
- My job is to... GP!
Next!
- Refrigerator coming in. - Thank you.
- Where do you want it? - In the back over here, please.
We regret to inform you that you were not selected.
What a pathetic company.
Oh, say.
Nitta-san, your candles add a real nice touch.
Do you have a concept for the restaurant?
Concept?
What kind of a restaurant do you want it to be?
A restaurant without a clear concept will go out of business.
Oh, there's one thing.
- There's one thing I decided. - What is it?
When in doubt, choose the more bothersome one.
I don't understand the meaning of that concept.
Excuse me.
Tanaka-san.
It's this refrigerator.
We're short by about this much on the width.
What do you want us to do?
It wasn't the size you ordered, right?
You'd better file a complaint.
I got this for free.
Oh. What about over here?
That would restrict the flow of traffic.
We have to pass through there every time.
Then, um... How about here?
If that gets blocked, it won't pass health department inspection.
It's impossible.
It's definitely impossible.
I'll have them come in and redo the pipefitting work.
It's going to cost another hundred thousands of yen, you know.
Chika-chan, I'm sorry.
Do you mind if we postpone buying the oven for a while?
Yes.
That's the only choice we have.
I'm sorry.
- I'll try to get it as soon as possible... - Don't worry about it.
Say, Paaka-chan.
Mofuku-chan will be sleeping in your room from today.
I can't sleep with other people.
There's two of us in our room already...
I don't want to get killed while I'm sleeping.
- Are you going to kill her? - No, I won't kill her.
She said she won't kill you.
Do you suppose she's confusing reality with manga?
Are you all... Ouch!
Are you all right?
That's me.
Kyoko?
No, no. It's fine. Huh?
Hello?
What?
Hi.
Oh, hi there.
I'm sorry. I didn't know you were having a Halloween party.
We're not. We got hurt.
Oh?
- Say, where's your son today? - Ah...
Yes, um... He's with my husband.
- You left him with your husband? - Yes.
Or should I say, I gave him back.
You know, like,
he'd get in my way when I work.
I'm like that to begin with.
I ended up being a full-time housewife without giving it much thought, but
that's not what I wanted to be from the beginning.
The truth is, I wanted to get out in the world and work.
Like Tamako.
Like wearing a suit and stuff.
You'll be taking a bath, won't you?
I'll get it ready right away.
What's this?
There's this
strange vibe in the air.
Are you, like, trying to be polite?
You're all
thinking, this housewife is clueless about society,
aren't you?
Oh, that's right.
I...where is that.
I have money.
Please go ahead and use this for the restaurant.
3 million yen.
Please use it. It's my money.
We can get the pipefitting work done.
There's enough for the working capital too.
Were you in need of money? It's okay. Take it.
Go ahead and use it. It's my money.
Huh? Why?
Why? Why? Why?
This
is my money, you know.
Oh.
You're thinking that
I'm a worthless full-time housewife who has to be fed by her husband.
- That I'm a defective product. - That's not so.
That's why I told you.
I don't like being told things like "That's not so" by
someone in a higher position than me.
I'm not
in a higher position than you.
But...
but you're working.
You're in a higher position than a housewife, right?
Who?
Who,
when,
what kind of life,
what kind of words
made you think so?
Kyoko.
You're
wrong.
The money...
let's go return it.
Hiromu-kun...
let's go get him back.
I'd like to
raise Hiromu myself.
I see. Then we're going through divorce mediation?
- I guess so. - I see.
That's fine with me, but
I thought it might be hard on you, so I was being considerate.
I'm sorry.
Mediation is fine with me.
How are you going to raise Hiromu?
- I'll work. - Huh? How?
What can you do?
You don't even know how to write a resume, do you?
I'm planning to send Hiromu to a private kindergarten, but
can you do that?
Being raised by me or you,
which do you think is better for Hiromu? Huh?
That, I don't know.
But
I think he's better off if I raised him.
I'm sorry.
How do you come up with that?
It doesn't make any sense, does it?
Do you even know what kind of a housewife you've been?
What are the grounds for your argument?
Tell me your basis.
I know I didn't live up to your expectations
- and I apologize for that... - That's why I'm asking for the basis.
Tell me.
Um...
Don't you know?
Uh...
Don't you know? Why I want to raise Hiromu.
How would I know?
This is ridiculous.
Who are you?
Did you put some ideas in her head? Are you an attorney?
No.
You don't know, do you?
This one here was terrible.
Her cooking and housekeeping skills aren't even worth mentioning.
Is that right?
Let her do housework, and she loses important documents.
Laundry and ironing take twice as long as normal people.
It takes her 30 minutes to make appetizers to go with my evening drink.
I sit down at the table because she says dinner's ready, but she keeps me waiting for another 10 minutes.
It was like that when Hiromu was a baby too.
Here I am, exhausted from work,
and she lets him cry all night.
He catches a cold, so she takes him to the hospital.
Then she catches a cold and takes to bed.
During that time, I had to eat out every day.
- Is that right? - That's right.
But if I were to give you the biggest reason,
it's the way she treated my mother.
This one here,
she put my mother in danger on numerous occasion.
Like when my mother fell in the bathroom, or when she fell off the bed.
When that happened, she was asleep, you know.
Making an excuse that she didn't get any sleep the night before, or some nonsense like that.
Anyway, things like that
happened all the time.
How was the toilet?
Toilet?
Toilet cleaning.
I don't really know.
You don't know?
I never paid much attention to it.
- Ah~. - What is it?
So she was doing the cleaning.
- Excuse me? - Look.
She was working three jobs.
Housekeeper, babysitter, and elderly care.
By herself. Isn't that amazing?
Didn't it occur to you to help her?
- I have my job. - She was working too.
- What's more, three at the same time. - It doesn't make sense to call that work.
I'm earning money outside.
I see.
Then do you know?
The hourly rate for housekeepers.
The hourly rates for babysitters and elderly care.
Do you know how much they are?
Generally, between 1,000 yen and 2,000 yen.
Then let's calculate it at 1,000 yen.
From 6:00 in the morning until midnight would be 18 hours.
Oh, my. That's already 18,000 yen.
That goes on continuously without any days off, so that would be
540,000 yen a month.
That is her monthly wages.
Morimura-san, can you afford to pay her wages?
- Something's wrong with that calculation. - But Morimura-san,
you've been getting that service for free, you know.
You use the toilet day after day,
yet you never even bothered to think
who was cleaning it.
People like that
shouldn't be using the toilet, don't you think?
That's so uncouth. You know, my mother
wasn't like that.
My mother got married when she was 18.
My father was hard-headed, so he made her do things like put on his socks
and change into his pajamas. My mother did everything.
She woke up before him, and went to bed after him. It was nothing special.
When my father's company went out of business,
my mother went out to work part-time.
When my father became bedridden,
my mother took care of him without even sparing time to sleep.
My father died,
and I got a job.
Just when we were talking about taking a trip together,
my mother fell ill too.
My mother
dedicated her life to my father and me.
That's something
that can't be converted to money.
That was unconditional love.
You...
I bet you're not married, are you?
No.
You wouldn't understand the love of a wife
who devotes herself to her husband, would you?
No.
- I don't. - Then stay out of this.
I think the story about your mother
is a very heartwarming story.
That's why...
But
heartwarming stories sometimes kill people, you know.
It's hard for someone like me
to understand how your mother felt.
Perhaps it was a heartwarming story, just as you said.
But... But, you know,
as soon as you push it down someone's throat,
it's no longer a heartwarming story.
The story about a wife
who devotes her whole life to her husband
was nothing more than a curse to me!
You're not getting Hiromu.
You have no grounds
- to insist on raising him yourself. - I do have grounds.
I have grounds for wanting to raise Hiromu myself.
What is it?
It's because
I don't want Hiromu to grow up to be a man like you.
Thank you for waiting.
Oh, I'm sorry. I pushed it by mistake.
Do as you please.
We're going through mediation.
Oh, excuse me. Wait. About what you were saying earlier.
That story about how your wife tells you dinner's ready
when it isn't ready yet.
That's because
she wants her husband to have dinner
that's hot and fresh off the stove.
That's
what's known as love, you know.
Mom can't come pick you up just yet.
I'm going to start working.
I'm going to do my best to work hard.
Then we can see each other again.
Okay.
Good luck with your work.
Thanks.
I'll do my best.
I'll call you again.
Okay. Talk to you later.
Oh, just a minute.
Hiromu-kun.
This is Tanaka, your mother's friend.
I have a question for you.
Okay.
What is your favorite food?
Food that Mom makes.
I like Mom's food the best.
Thank you.
- It's delicious! - What? That's definitely a lie!
It's not a lie. It's really delicious.
What? Is this some kind of a scam?
Why didn't you tell us you can cook?
What is this? A hidden culinary talent,
like a beautiful girl hiding behind her glasses.
Really? Are you really, really, really sure it's good?
You know what? You can work in the kitchen.
I'll pay money for this.
Please come work with us as Chika-chan's assistant chef.
Please give me your guidance.
Oh, that's right. We can't buy an oven yet, right?
I know lots of dishes that can be made without an oven.
I'm impressed, Morimura-san.
Oh. It's kinda awkward, so starting today,
please call me by my maiden name.
What is it?
It's Sanzenin.
- Sanzenin? - Yes.
- Her name's Sanzenin Kyoko. - Are you from an aristocratic family?
I'm from an ordinary family.
Sanzenin-san.
Do you have a business card?
You know my name's Oshimazuki, right?
I like collecting business cards of people with unusual family names.
Let's start with this person.
From East Ikebukuro, Ichiyen-san (one yen).
Ichiyen-san had 24,000 yen in his wallet.
And, and this person here. I met him at a bar in Noge.
His name is Muteki-san (invincible).
Muteki-san's really weak in arm wrestling.
It's really interesting.
This one, for example, his full name bodes well.
He's the manager of a bar,
and his name is Unsei Ryoichi-san (good fortune). - Unsei Ryoichi?
Nevertheless, the bar went out of business shortly after.
There's a lot of interesting names.
Sanzenin-san, please get your business card made.
Okay.
- What else? What else? - What else? Oh, here's one.
She's in sales. At a bank.
Her name's Odoriba (dance floor) Yoko-san.
What's the matter?
She's crazy.
Chika-chan.
Come on up. The restaurant's all done.
Chika-chan.
Tanaka?
Karasumori-san.
It scares me to open this.
- Will you open it for me? - Karasumori-san, come.
- Come, come. - No, no.
I said I can't open this so can you...
Just come with me.
Look, look, look...
Look.
Now then, everyone.
Just a minute. Don't say something like "Thanks for the good job."
- Thanks for the good job, everyone! - Good job.
What's that?
Name of the restaurant?
"Bistro Fou"
It means fire in French.
Fire is spelled f-e-u. Feu.
F-o-u would be fou,
which means crazy.
Oh, what the heck. You're all crazy anyway.
Oh well.
Tamako has this weird habit.
When she's in front of a boy she's interested in,
she scratches her forehead. Like this.
What? Where did that come from?
Are you a journalist?
I need an outlet to plug this in.
- Mofuku-chan. - Oh, okay.
Snacks. Don't we have anything to munch on?
I'll make something right away.
Chika-chan.
Chika-chan, I'm coming in.
All the forks are gone.
All right. All done.
For real?
Good evening.
How many in the party?
This way please.
What is it? What are you worried about?
- Huh? - When I first met Chika-chan,
she was trying to kill her father.