Now that I notice it, you're always there next to me,
but do I actually hate you? Love you?
Or am I delusional?
When I take a look at my feelings clearly,
whether I'm a lady or a host,
it doesn't matter to me.
People fall in love for all sorts of different reasons, but...
I want to see you now,
to give your tender self cherry-blossom kisses,
and if your heart beats faster, let's let our love bloom.
Right now is more vital than the future.
The springtime of love's beauty
is the aesthetic of a damsel in bloom.
"Library Room #4"
There are four whole library rooms, so why do they all have to be noisy?
Mother, up in Heaven, it's been ten years now, huh?
It seems like the children of rich people come to school for the fun of it.
"Music Room #3"
An unused music room...
I guess this is about the only place where I can study in peace and quiet.
Welcome!
When I opened the door, there was the Host Club.
"Starting Today, You Are a Host!"
Those with the wherewithal--
first, in social standing, and second, in money--
spend their time here, at the private Ouran Academy.
As such, Ouran Host Club is where handsome boys
with too much time on their hands entertain and charm girls,
who also have too much time on their hands.
It is the school's own personal, elegant playground for the super rich.
H-Host Club?
Oh, it's a boy.
Hikaru and Kaoru, this visitor is in the same class as you, right?
Yes, he is, but he isn't very sociable, so we don't know him too well.
It's impolite to say it like that.
Welcome to Ouran Host Club, Honor Student.
What? Then, this exceptionally rare
honor student we've heard about, Fujioka Haruhi, is you?
How do you know my name?
It's just that our school tradition makes it difficult for commoners to get in.
"Commoner"
I've been told that unless you possess a rather audacious nerve,
"Audacious" "Commoner"
you cannot become an honor student here.
Why... thank you...
Yes! He's saying that you are a hero, Fujioka-kun!
Even though you might be at the head of the class,
you are still the poorest person in the whole school.
Maybe you lowly people are looked down upon.
No, I wouldn't necessarily go that far.
It doesn't matter, does it? Long live the poor!
Welcome to our world of beauty, poor man!
Excuse me.
Hey! Haru-chan! Haru-chan! Haru-chan, you're a hero? Amazing!
I'm not a hero, I'm just an honor student.
And who are you calling "Haru-chan"?
Still, to think that such a fabled, erudite student would be gay...
Gay?
What is your preference?
The wild type?
The boy Lolita type?
The little devil type?
The cool type?
I-It's not like that!
I was just looking for a quiet place where I could study.
Or maybe...
...you'd like to try me? How about it?
The Renaissance vase that was to be featured in the school auction!
Now you've done it.
We were going to start the bidding at 8 million yen for that!
8 million yen?!
How many thousand yen is that? How many thousands are in 8 million?
Um, can I pay you back?
Could you even?
You can't even afford the designated uniform.
What is that grubby outfit, anyway?
What will it be, Tamaki?
Have you ever heard this saying, Fujioka-kun?
"When in Rome, do as the Romans do!"
If you have no money, then pay with your body.
"Sudden change in attitude"
Starting today, you are the Host Club's dog!
"Dog"
This is too much, Mom.
I've been captured by a ridiculous bunch who call themselves a "Host Club."
Poke, poke.
"The Host Club is now open for business"
Tamaki-kun, what's your favorite music?
That one tune, that reminds me of you,
of course.
I baked you a cake today. Would you have some for me?
"High School 2nd-Year, Suou Tamaki (Host Club King)"
If you will feed it to me.
Oh, Tamaki-kun!
Tamaki-sama, I heard...
You're keeping an unpedigreed little kitten?
I wouldn't say a kitten, more like...
Oh, speak of the devil.
Thanks for shopping for us, little piglet.
Did you get everything bought all right?
"High School 1st-Year, Fujioka Haruhi (Host Club Dog)"
P-Pig?
So, what's this, then?
Just what it looks like. It's coffee.
I've never seen this name brand.
Is this the kind that's already ground?
No, it's instant.
Instant?
Oh, commoners' coffee, where you only have to add hot water, right?
Ooh, I've heard of this.
So it's true about poor people not having any free time,
so they can't even grind their own beans, huh?
Commoners have their wisdom.
It says that 100g costs 300 yen.
That's an incredible price drop.
I'll go buy something else.
Excuse me for not getting expensive beans.
No, wait!
I'll drink this.
I'll drink this, all right!
All right, Haruhi,
come over here and make this commoners' coffee.
Damn these rich people...
Oh, Tamaki-sama, you carry the joke too far.
There's no way that such a lowly person's drink
will be to your taste.
Huh?
Forgive me.
I was talking to myself.
Haruhi!
Okay, okay...
"Demonstration of commoners' coffee, by a commoner"
There you go.
Let the tasting begin.
I'm a little scared to drink this.
If I drink this, my father will yell at me.
What if you drank it from my mouth?
I-I'd drink it.
Good grief...
So then, he had this terrible dream, and when he bolted up from it...
Hikaru! Not that story!
You're awful, telling that story in front of others.
Kaoru...
"High School 1st-Years, Hitachiin Hikaru & Kaoru"
I'm sorry, Kaoru.
You were just so cute when it happened, I couldn't help myself.
Hikaru...
"We twins are the Hitachiin Brothers"
Waah! What beautiful brotherly love!
Why are they crying for joy? I don't understand at all.
I'm sorry, I'm late.
Honey-kun! Mori-kun!
We've been waiting this whole time for you!
I'm sorry.
"High School 3rd-Year, Morinozuka Takashi ('Mori' for short)"
I was waiting for Takashi to get out of his swordsmanship club,
but I drifted off to sleep.
"High School 3rd-Year, Haninozuka Mitsukuni ('Honey' for short)"
And I still seem to be sleepy.
How cute!
Is that boy really a 3rd-Year?
Honey-senpai is a prodigy, despite his appearance.
And Mori-senpai's draw is his silent disposition.
Haru-chan!
Haru-chan, want to have some cake with me?
No, I don't really like sweets...
Well, I'll let you borrow my bunny, Usa-chan!
No, I'm not up for Usa-chan, either.
You don't like my Usa-chan?
I-It is cute, huh?
Take good care of it, okay?
Our club's policy is to utilize everyone's individual characteristics
to respond to the needs of our guests.
By the way, around here, Tamaki is number one, the king.
His request rate is 70 percent.
What is the world coming to?
"High School 2nd-Year, Otori Kyoya (Vice-president)"
By the way, with your 8 million-yen debt,
you are this club's dog until you graduate--
oh, pardon me, errand boy.
You're free to run away,
but my family employs an able, private police force of roughly 100.
Do you have a passport?
"Meaning, 'you won't be able to stay in Japan'."
Yeah, be sure to work hard,
"Dasa-oka"-kun. [Dasa: uncool]
Please don't do that.
You're not going to get any girls, as disheveled as you look.
I'm not interested in getting any in the first place.
What are you talking about? This is important.
Becoming a fine man, and pleasing the ladies, is everything.
It doesn't matter either way, does it?
Men, women, appearances, and such?
What's important as a person is what's on the inside, right?
I can't understand why this kind of club even exists.
It's such a cruel thing, isn't it?
Once in a while,
God creates the perfect person, both inside and out.
Huh?
I understand how you must feel, wanting to console yourself like that.
Otherwise, you couldn't go on living, huh?
But think hard about it.
Why do they put museum pieces in museums?
Yes, it is the duty of those who were born beautiful
to show off beautiful things.
What was it that you call...
Which is the reason why I started this club,
...people like this again?
for the sake of those who are starved for beauty,
Let's see...
and work unsparingly, day and night, in the pursuit of beauty.
With your looks,
Hmm... what was it again?
they may be needless skills,
but as long as I have the opportunity,
I shall share a portion
of my magnificent expertise with you.
When placing your glass down, be sure to extend your pinky finger first,
as a cushion.
That makes it more difficult to raise a clatter,
Hmm...
and easier to clasp it where you have set it.
It looks more refined that way, doesn't it?
"A pain in the neck"?
Fine men do not make any uncouth sounds.
No, there's a more precise expression...
I also like to look at my reflection in the glass.
Also, the most important thing to remember...
...is how effective looking up at an angle is.
Oh, I got it!
Obnoxious.
Did I strike a chord?
Um... Tamaki-senpai?
You're a hero, all right!
He is a pain in the neck, though.
I'm sorry. It really did strike a small chord with me.
I see, I see! Then allow me to share yet another skill with you!
He gets over things quickly.
Sir...
Call me "King"!
You can teach the basics of hosting as much as you want...
...but in his case,
he hasn't even passed the first, most basic visual test.
Now, with someone of his type, even if you take off his glasses,
his eyes just look that much smaller...
Hey, now!
I lost my contacts the day of the school's opening ceremony.
Hikaru! Kaoru!
Yes, sir!
Kyoya, contact the hair designer!
Mori-senpai, to the doctor, to arrange for contact lenses!
Tama-chan, what about me?
Honey-senpai...
Mm-hmm?
Please go have some cake.
You know what?
Everyone else said they were too busy.
Here! Change into this!
What? What!
Don't ask any questions!
No way!
All right, I'll change, but you two have to get out!
Whoa-oa-oa-oa...
"Changing"
Um, Senpai?
Oh, are you done changing?
I can really keep this uniform?
How adorable!
You almost look like a girl, don't you?
Haru-chan, how cute!
"Complete uniform, 300,000 yen"
If that's how you really look...
...you should have said so sooner.
Might even be able to draw some customers like that.
Yes! It's all just as I figured!
"Bullshit..."
The errand boy has graduated!
Starting today, you are an official member of the Host Club!
I will train you to be a first-rate host.
If you can get 100 customers to request you,
we will forgive your 8 million-yen debt.
A host?
"Haruhi is also now open for business"
Haruhi-kun...
Haruhi-kun, what hobbies do you have?
Do you do anything special to your skin?
It's terribly pretty.
I-I can't do this...
I have no idea what I should be doing.
Haruhi-kun, why did you join this club?
That's right,
once I get 100 customers to request me,
they'll forgive my 8 million-yen debt.
I have just the story.
I see, your mother passed away ten years ago, after being sick?
So, who does the domestic chores?
Oh, I do those by myself.
My mother was good at cooking,
and she left me lots of recipes when she was in the hospital.
Learning each one of them is fun to do,
and on days when they turn out well, my father is delighted, too.
Those are the times that I really like.
Um...
Tomorrow, could we...
...request you once again?
Oh, I would appreciate that.
--He's popular, right from the start. --A real natural.
No help needed.
Tamaki-sama...
Oh, I'm sorry, my princess.
I'm just a little concerned about my boy.
You seem to be keeping an eye
on that one quite a bit.
That's because I'm raising him like he was my own.
Haruhi! Come here for a minute.
Yes?
Say hello. This is my regular guest,
Princess Ayanokoji.
Oh, that girl from earlier.
"Just smile and continue"
It's a pleasure to meet you.
That was so cute, Haruhi!
That air of bashfulness was good, good, very good!
T-Tamaki-sama...
--M-Mori-senpai! --I'm not letting you go!
Help!
Mori-senpai, you didn't have to go that far.
Come on, come back next to Daddy's heart!
I don't need two fathers.
Huh? My bag is gone.
Aw, man...
I didn't think there was any bullying at this school,
but sure enough...
Oh, it's you.
How nice for you, to have Tamaki-sama tidy you up.
While you're at it,
why don't you correct your poor upbringing?
Well, that was probably the guilty party,
and whatever her reasons were,
I have to find my wallet,
or I won't have any money for food this week.
Hey, commoner!
You've got some nerve, skipping out on your club activities.
Why is your bag all wet?
I just dropped it.
I can't find my food money for this week.
That's okay. You'll get yourself all wet.
Getting wet isn't going to do any harm, is it?
People always say that I'm dripping with good looks, after all.
Oh, might this be...
...what you're looking for?
What's the matter? You're off in space.
You haven't fallen for me, have you?
Who, me?
Still, how does something like this happen?
Well...
I accidentally dropped it out the window.
I see. That must have been terrible, huh?
Having your bag fall into the pond all on its own...
Why would she request me?
Although, to make Tamaki-sama go to all the trouble
of picking up your grimy bag for you...
you really don't know your own place, do you?
Tamaki-sama is only paying you any attention
because your upbringing was so unusual.
Don't go getting any ideas as to why he's doting on you.
So what you mean is...
...you're jealous?
Haruhi-kun...
Haruhi-kun suddenly attacked me!
Somebody, quick! Deal with this commoner!
What are you doing?
Tamaki-sama, Haruhi-kun assaulted me.
How disgraceful.
You're the one who threw Haruhi's bag in the pond, aren't you?
How can you say that? Do you have any proof?
You really are quite pretty,
but you are not fit to be our guest.
I know this much--
Haruhi is not that kind of man.
T-Tamaki-sama, you idiot!
I'm going to decide your punishment for causing this trouble.
Your quota is increased to 1,000!
1,000?
Here.
I'm expecting much from you,
natural rookie.
This is the only spare uniform we have.
It's still better than that wet one, though, right?
Thank you very much.
"Changing"
Haruhi, here...
Some towels.
Haruhi...
"Female"
You're a girl?
"Student ID" "Fujioka, Haruhi Male / Female""Ouran Academy High School President"
Biologically, yes.
Senpai, if you all think of me as a boy,
then that's okay with me, too.
My feeling is...
that any awareness of being a boy or a girl
falls lower than that of being a person.
"Knew it from the start"
This is quite an interesting development.
"Figured it out along the way"
It sure is.
Still, Senpai,
you were kind of cool earlier.
Could this possibly be the beginnings of love?
You know, being a host, and getting fussed over by girls
might not be all that bad.
I know!
From now on, I'll start using "ore."
I can run for 5000 miles, until I'm out of breath.
100 liters of adrenaline keeps the body working at full strength.
Having come this far, is it enough? How far until it's okay?
The trees that imbue the streets of this town
keep repeatedly changing their appearance.
In completely washed-out pallor, and unchanging frailty,
I want to believe in myself, as I am here and now.
With my right hand, and my left hand, held over my head,
I tear through the darkness and go!
There is no deceit!
I've made my resolve!
From the moment I make my start, the world expands.
Don't get too full of yourself, just because you're popular.
--If you're going to be a host... --Oh, another customer has requested me.
Don't go taking my customers!
Next time, "The Job of a High School Host!"
Ouran High School Host Club will be waiting for you, next week!