Why?
Saeki
Why did this happen?
So how do you feel?
Write an essay about your current feelings by tomorrow.
If it weren't for this,
none of this would have happened.
If it weren't...
for this...
Flowers of Evil
Episode 3 of 13
Come to the library after school again.
Didn't you bury your face in Saeki-san's boobs?!
You're a rotten, stinking sicko, aren't you?!
I'll toss this in the incinerator right now!
Good morning.
Mom, I don't need any breakfast.
I'm going to school now.
Huh?
Why? Do you have something to do?
No, I just feel like going early today.
Bye.
I'll throw it away!
I should throw it away and end this!
Hey, you're getting better...
Isn't he sweet?
And they've got this delicious—
Ojisan?!
Yes, I'm Ozu.
Ozu Saburo.
He didn't ask for your name.
So what flavor do you like?
Sesame.
Sesame?
Did the bell ring?
I think so.
We'll be late again today.
No biggie.
Kasuga-kun...
Did you write that essay?
Of course you did.
Come to the library after school again.
Hey, Kasuga!
We'll have an evacuation drill tomorrow, so bring your protective hoods.
What should I do?
There's nowhere for me to run.
Saeki-san, I...
I...
And I have another announcement...
Remember when I said Saeki's gym uniform was stolen a few days ago?
It turns out that
students saw a suspicious man after school that day.
A man in approximately his thirties, with long hair and glasses...
For real?
There you go.
So a pervert did it.
Okay, keep it down.
That's scary!
Keep it down!
If you see anyone suspicious, alert a teacher at once.
Head straight home after school.
That's all for today.
They'd better catch him fast.
Does that mean he entered our school?
Gross, what if he tries something with me?
Kasuga, this is getting interesting.
Kasuga?
Nanako, don't let it get to you.
"The Devil holds the strings which move us!
In repugnant things we discover charms;
Every day we descend a step further toward Hell,
Without horror, through gloom that stinks."
Kasuga-kun,
show me your essay.
What is this?
Flowers of Evil, a poetry collection by Baudelaire.
My favorite poetry collection.
This book
is filled with evil thoughts.
A philosophy that the ordinary people in this city could never understand.
This embodies my being.
This is my essay.
Shut up, shit-face!
I wanted to see everything pent up inside you
released and written down on paper!
Didn't you bury your face in Saeki-san's boobs?!
You probably sniffed her uniform and rubbed it all over your body!
You're a rotten, stinking sicko, aren't you?!
What's your problem?!
I don't understand what you're trying to do!
What were you thinking, Nakamura-san?!
Didn't you see how the class reacted?
What "suspicious man"?
Saeki-san gave me a funny look...
That's not me!
I'm not like that!
I didn't rub her uniform over my body!
Saeki-san is my muse! My femme fatale!
My Maria and my Venus for eternity!
And this thing...
I'll toss this in the incinerator right now!
Get off me!
H-Hey!
Why?
What is this? Stop it!
S-Stop!
Stop! Wait!
Well?
How do you feel now?
Kasuga-kun...
I've had this gnawing feeling for a very long time...
Something writhing in my lower half, deep inside,
that makes me want to scream.
That part of me wishes that
everyone in this world would turn into shit-eating maggots.
I must be a sicko, too.
Too?
You should feel good about yourself...
Because you're the only one
who ever made a contract with me.
From now on, you should spend every day with me after school!
Got it?
Saeki-san's uniform was clinging to my skin,
exuding an evil scent.
Hey, Kasuga, wanna drop by my place on the way home?
No, I'm busy today...
Man, you haven't been hanging out with us lately.
Yeah.
Forget it, let's ditch him.
Let's go.
A week's passed.
Nakamura-san and I spend every day together after school.
What are you doing?
W-We can't just stroll around.
If someone from school saw us, who knows what they'd say?
Would that be a problem?
"Would that be a problem?"
Come on... Hurry up, Kasuga-kun.
Hey, Kasuga-kun...
These days, my hands smell really nice.
Smell them.
No thanks.
This is the largest river that flows through this town.
I sit here, on the grassy riverbank,
listening to Nakamura-san's random conversation.
Hey.
It's getting dark...
Shouldn't we call it a day?
Won't your parents be mad?
You're always out this late.
Give me your hand.
H-Hey...
I see...
So you've been using this hand
to rub Saeki-san's uniform all over yourself.
I haven't done anything like that!
You pervert!
You have a crush on Saeki-san, right?
What about her do you like?
How did wearing her gym uniform feel?
Were you turned on?
If you won't write an essay, tell me how you felt orally,
you pervert...
Stop this...
Talk! Talk, you pervert!
Talk, you pervert!
Seriously, stop this!
Uh, well...
I think we should go home now...
It's already dark.
I'll let you go for today.
See you tomorrow.
Honestly!
Why do you come home so late every day?
Sorry.
I was hanging out with Yamada...
What were you doing that was so important?!
We've been waiting to eat dinner until you came home!
Now, now, dear.
Takao's in middle school now, so he should be with his friends.
Oh, please...
Now, now...
But you should understand that your mother worries about you.
Next time, give us a phone call.
Okay...
Now, let's eat dinner.
What am I doing?
It still smells like Nakamura-san...
What is Nakamura-san trying to do?
What kind of guy does she think I am?
But...
That part of me wishes that
everyone in this world would turn into shit-eating maggots.
I have a feeling that Nakamura-san
feels the same way I do about life.
I must be a sicko, too.
No...
But I'm not a sicko.
My feelings for Saeki-san...
These feelings
are utterly pure.
Kasuga, morning!
Peace!
You're so loud this morning.
Hey, so guess what...
I found this DVD in my brother's room.
You know what I mean, right?
So? Wanna drop by today?
I'll pass.
What? Why?
Come on, Kasuga!
You're interrupting my reading!
I can't find it!
It's gone! What do I do, Ai-chan?
What's going on?
Calm down, Mayu.
What's missing?
M-My lunch money!
It was in my locker because I forgot to pay yesterday,
and this morning, it was gone!
What do I do?
Does that mean...
That someone stole it after school yesterday?
What? No way...
It hasn't been that long since Saeki-san's incident.
Well? Does anyone know anything?
Hey...
Maybe it was Nakamura?
What was that, Yamada?
Nakamura?
N-No...
Nakamura?
Nakamura, huh?
Makes sense...
She's definitely suspicious.
I could see her doing this.
Hold on...
Nakamura-san was with me yesterday.
Hey, Nakamura-san...
What did you do after school yesterday?
Mayu-mayu's lunch money was stolen.
So what were you doing?
Get out of my way, dipshit.
What?
W-Wait!
I saw you after school yesterday, walking back to the classroom!
Huh?
For real?
It was you!
It must have been.
You always have been weird...
I don't get why you're always moping around alone!
That's why everyone—
Hey!
What is it?
Nakamura is pretty strange,
but that doesn't make her guilty of this!
There's no proof!
What's with you, Kasuga?
You should stay in your corner and read!
Oh,
don't tell me that
you have a crush on Nakamura?
What? No way...
For real?
Dude, Kasuga...
That's sad...
You've gotta be kidding!
Why Nakamura?
Kasuga's pretty weird himself.
Hold on!
I was just trying to be the voice of reason!
Mayu, let's go tell the teacher.
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Why did I say that?
Um, can I say something?
Let's calm down and think this over.
Why are you grinning like a fool?
I was just trying to be reasonable.
It's creepy.
Kasuga-kun, are you hiding something?
Aren't you going to greet Nakamura?
What are you smirking about?
Did she notice?
You owe me an explanation!
Don't try to make a fool of me.
Shithead.
My hair is waving. Oshimi Shuuzou