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.
Oh, Shiro-kun...
Everyone else is already assembled. Hurry and come to the classroom.
Sorry, but I'm going to quit the Classical Music Club.
Huh? Why so suddenly?
Your teacher thinks you have a talent for playing the piano.
I won't say anything about this, so keep at it.
You'll be popular with the girls in the future if you can play the piano.
Doing so would be too roundabout!
I don't have any time!
The top floor of the south school building...
...at the end of the north hallway...
"Music Room #3"
The unused music room...
This is it. This is the fabled...
--Welcome. --Welcome.
Oh, it's just a kid.
And a boy, no less.
What's wrong, little lost boy? Did you need something from our palace?
"Deep into the role of an Arabian king"
Y-You're this place's king?
--Am I wrong? --Here, little lost boy.
What did you just call me?
"King."
Oh, "King"! Yes indeed, I am the King of this Host Club.
"Happy, since he's not used to being called that..."
I'm Takaoji Shiro, Elementary 5th-Year, Class A!
I hereby petition the Host Club King to take me on as an apprentice.
"The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type! "
My, Tamaki-kun, you have an apprentice?
"The Host Club is now open for business"
Yes. He's still in grade school, but I like the look in his eye.
Can such a small boy serve as a host?
Love has nothing to do with age.
No, to tell the truth,
even my heart begins to pound,
and I always become like a little boy, when you are before me.
Ah, Tamaki-kun...
Letting him observe them at such a close distance
has to make it difficult, doesn't it?
He usually insists that he becomes proportionally more beautiful
the closer people see him.
Let's just let them be.
You bad girl, who showed me the forbidden fruit,
you're like a mermaid princess, bringing light to my sea of loneliness.
I'm a mermaid princess?
If you ask me, you're more like the carp we have in our pond at home.
I wouldn't want to offer you any such clumsy flattery.
Carp?
Oh, no, he's just a child, you know. I mean, children are so frank.
Frank?
S-Still, they may be frank, but I wouldn't say that you look like a carp.
And even supposing that you did look like a carp,
--it's a beautiful carp... --So I'm a carp, after all!
No... I didn't mean...
--Tamaki-kun, you idiot! --Wait, my mermaid princess!
Don't cry, you crybaby.
Good for you, sir!
That's an adorable little apprentice you have there.
Hikaru... Hikaru, do you wish you had a brother like this?
Silly... I could search the whole world,
and not find a better brother than you, Kaoru.
Oh, Hikaru...
Forbidden brotherly love!
Y-You're homos! And what's worse, you're twins, so that's kinkan youkan![Kinkan youkan: "kumquat bean paste"]
I think what you mean to say is kinshin soukan.[Kinshin soukan: incest]
Shiro-chan!
Want to have some cake with me?
You know what? We have chocolate and strawberry.
Back off!
What grade are you in?!
"Truthfully is a high school 3rd-Year"
What are you doing, wearing a high school uniform?
What's wrong, Mitsukuni?
No fair! You can't go having older friends like that!
"Truthfully in the same class"
What's the matter?
Ah, you're surprised at how everyone here is so unusual?
I was also unable to get a grasp of the atmosphere around here at first,
which considerably threw me for a loop.
This one seems more like a girl.
Are you a queer?
Huh?
Okay, that will do. Why don't you carry the tea for me?
Haruhi really is manly, isn't he?
Go on, manly Haruhi-kun, let Shiro take care of that tea set.
It's part of his training.
"The committee to assert that Haruhi is definitely a boy"
This kid is surprisingly sharp.
A formidable eye, for a child.
Okay, it's heavy, so be careful.
It's not my fault, okay?
It's your fault for trying to make me do it.
Haruhi, -1 00,000 yen.
Hey, you should make the queer handle doing the chores!
Instead, hurry up and teach me how to make a woman happy!
What kind of attitude is that?
And above all, I'm not letting you get away with smarting off to Haruhi.
--Place him in isolation! --Yes, sir!
What is this?!
How come I've got cell bars dropping down on me?!
Yeah, really, why?
This is supposed to be a music room, right?
Come on, let me out!
Is this any way to treat your dear apprentice?!
You stay in there until you learn your lesson.
I took you as my apprentice because you were serious
about wanting to become a host, but maybe my expectations were wrong.
I am serious. Seriously serious.
I want to become a host, too!
I don't have any time! Show me how!
You like girls, too...
You like seeing girls with happy faces,
so that's why you're a host, right?
Please, show me how to do it!
You're a genius at it, aren't you, King?!
"Genius?"
Well, you may be sassy,
but your will to become a host
does at least seem to be genuine.
Moreover, you are a lot like me in some ways.
You poor kid.
Then, you'll turn me into the kind of host that can make women happy?!
A host that is unable to make a woman happy is no host at all.
Very well. If that's how badly you want it,
think about how best to use the material you've got to work with.
Material?
At Ouran Host Club,
our fundamental policy is to use our own personal characteristics
to meet the needs of our guests.
Starting with the "princely type," Tamaki...
"The wild type..."
"The boy-Lolita type..."
"The little-devil type..."
...and "the cool type."
We pride ourselves on our many variations.
With the addition of our honor student, natural rookie, Haruhi...
"Natural type"?
...we've got just about the perfect assortment.
I'm not so sure we're going to find a new type beyond these.
His age suggests the boy Lolita type...
...but that would overlap with Honey-senpai.
Am I in the way now?
Tepid! Quite tepid!
"Powerful motor"
Like I said, this is supposed to be a music room, right?
Gentlemen of the Host Club, to think
that you'd be so lackluster in your character analysis,
I am a little bit dumbfounded.
All right, Renge-kun,
how would you work with the material he's got?
We've already got the boy Lolita type covered with Honey-senpai.
This is why I say you're lackluster! Listen up!
While it's true that there are some girls who feel their hearts beat faster
in a way that's hard to explain over boys of a younger age group,
or who have baby-faces, who we call shotokon fans,
it is still a fairly broad category, whose preferences can be further split
into even more delicate classifications.
Yes, while Haninozuka-senpai may represent the little boy type
of this boy Lolita category,
in his case, the direction he should take...
...is the naughty-boy type, without a doubt!
"The naughty type..."
The essentials of the naughty type include...
...always wearing shorts. Okay!
Playing up your naughtiness...
...with skinned knees and cheeks!
Run, like a spoiled child!
Make it reckless!
When you get there, trip, and make it big!
"Are you okay, little boy?"
Okay, then you say your line immediately!
It's nothing. No big deal.
Perfect! It's perfect!
Outstanding.
That was perfect coaching, Renge-kun.
Idiots... These people are idiots...
Never mind!
There's no way I'll make her happy with this.
Her?
Hey, Shiro!
You still have your applied technique lesson coming up!
Younger boys are just no good for anything, huh?
After I took the trouble of coaching him, he won't keep going.
What a selfish kid, not taking a liking
to the lessons he was getting.
Typically, no one would take a liking to that sort of lesson.
But never mind that, aren't you a little bit concerned about him?
I don't have any time! Show me how!
"I don't have any time." What could that mean?
What's more,
he said something about a "her."
How did we get to this point?
We snuck in easily enough.
"Honey in elementary-school disguise"
I look like I'm in grade school dressed like this,
so I'll be okay, Haru-chan.
You sure do.
I can understand you wearing an elementary-school uniform
to sneak into the elementary school,
and Honey-senpai, I do think you look good in that,
"Haruhi in middle-school disguise"
but why do I have to dress up in a middle-school outfit?
All right, the mission is underway.
--Mission? --What one?
Judging from the situation,
I've decided that our special infiltration team...
...will be you two.
But what mission?
We're standing out plenty.
Was there any reason for these disguises?
There is a reason. There's a damn good reason.
Haru-chan, that way!
How cute...
Ah, in that miniskirt, she almost looks like a doll.
In other words, you just wanted to see her like that.
In here. This is Shiro-chan's classroom.
When I was in elementary school, this was my classroom, too.
There's nobody here.
Oh, there's no one here, is there?
This takes me back.
I wonder if my graffiti is still here.
The school changes out all the desks each year.
Let's go to the cafeteria after this.
And the gymnasium, too.
Good idea, good idea.
If you're going to come in such large numbers,
there's no reason to disguise ourselves and sneak in, is there?
Who cares?
There's nobody here.
If the teacher finds us...
...it sure will be a pain coming up with an excuse why we snuck in.
Shh! Be quiet!
Zip your lips!
How terribly cute she is!
"Zip it!"
Looks like he's gone.
But now that we've snuck in like this,
how are we going to find out more about Shiro-kun?
Here's something interesting.
What is it?
Shiro-kun?
The Classical Music Club, huh?
He seems to be enjoying himself.
So Shiro-kun really can look like that, when he smiles.
"Elementary Music Room"
Yeah.
There he is. That's Shiro-chan.
Takaoji-kun...
Did you practice the new piano piece?
No, not that much.
Well then, I'll show you. Come play it with me.
Nah, that's okay.
There's only one grand piano.
You should use it, Kamishiro.
Okay, I will.
But if you want to play, too, just say so.
Pardon me, miss...
I could not find a rose more beautiful than you,
but please, take this.
Incidentally, I wonder if you would tell me about
that girl playing the piano.
Kamishiro Hina-chan?
Hina-chan, is it?
You better not go falling in love with Hina-chan.
You know what?
Hina-chan is going to be moving away real soon.
Her father has to move to Germany
for his job before the end of next week.
What are you doing?!
What are you doing here?!
Hey! What are you doing?!
Put me down! Put me down!
Stop thrashing around. Guys, we're leaving.
Put me down!
What do you think you're doing, you idiot king?!
You're the idiot.
Teach you how to make women happy, you say?
Don't make me laugh!
However much you ask, how are we to answer that?
It's not some unspecified number of girls you want to make happy,
it's just one girl, Kamishiro Hina, isn't it?
Only you can find the way to do that, right?
Listen to me, as hosts, it's our job to make the girls happy.
But the truth is, when it comes to a single girl that you like,
it's not as a host that you must face her, but as a man.
It's not a full-fledged host that you want to become,
it's a full-fledged man, isn't it?
It doesn't matter anymore. There's no time.
I just wanted to at least watch her play
as much as I could before she left.
That's all.
That set piece was a duet arrangement of a Mozart sonata, right?
Has there always been a grand piano in this room?
This is supposed to be a music room, after all.
Yes, even though it may not be in use.
It is a music room, after all.
Music room.
It was there before, it was just where you couldn't see it.
Awesome...
Takaoji-kun, you're always listening to me play the piano, huh?
Do you like the piano?
If so, let's learn it together.
It really wasn't the piano that I liked.
For the next week, your early mornings, lunch recesses,
and after-school periods will be spent in concentrated piano training.
Get yourself ready.
W-Why?
You did become my apprentice, right?
Besides, that girl looked like...
...she wanted to play together with you.
"Music Room #3"
"Invitation"
--Welcome, princess. --Welcome, princess.
Today's main program will be Takaoji Shiro's...
...piano recital.
Princess, if you please.
Let's play together.
Mm-hmm!
We've done a good thing.
Wholehearted love...
Is that another way that Shiro-kun takes after you, Tamaki-senpai?
Yeah, positively so.
"10 days later"
So, you're exchanging emails with Hina-chan in Germany every day?
More or less.
But she's a lot more jealous than you'd expect.
So let's keep the fact that I'm getting along so well
with you pretty ladies a secret, okay?
--Oh, how cute! --Pretty ladies, he says!
--I wish he was my little brother. --Naughty boys are the best!
--I could just kiss you. --Me too.
W-Why does he have to take my guests, too?
It's easy to be popular with the women.
You had your guests taken from you so easily,
are you sure you can call yourself the Host King?
I thought he came off looking pretty good for a change...
...but it ended up with this for a payoff after all.
He really is just like Tamaki-senpai.
I'm sure that Senpai must have been like that when he was a child, too.
I was not! I absolutely was not, Haruhi! I was... I was...
...just a little precocious, innocent boy!
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.
All right, we're at the pool next!
We'll be able to see Haruhi in a swimsuit!
Oh, no! Honey-senpai is being taken away by a swift current!
Next time, "Jungle Pool SOS!"
Ouran High School Host Club will be waiting for you, next week!