You sure put on a great performance during the Kaimei Rock Festival!
Well, in the end you didn't win, but...
Is this old fart trying to push my buttons?
Hush! He's the principal.
You see, I have a favor to ask...
Yes?
I'd like you to make a picture play.
Huh?
A picture play?
Episode 22: Inside the Park Homerun (Revised)
Okay, let's get this started.
But, why do we have to make a picture play?
Please! I want to see the smiling face of my grandson!
He must have an extremely old-fashioned view of things to come up with a picture play...
If he asks like that, we can't exactly refuse.
Plus, there seems to be some other circumstances...
If you put on a good show, I'll increase your club's budget.
Yup, that's totally gotta be it.
Yup, that!
How about we use Momotaro as the base?
I see! So we'll do an adaptation of an existing story.
Sounds good. It's good for children, so let's change it up!
Yeah! Momotaro, got it.
The Adaptation Plan!
Starts now!
Sket's Japanese Fairy Tales.
The performance is a picture play,
and some of the images are stills, but for some we animated them.
Hey, that's puttin' in a lot of effort there!
And that's just the start!
Crappy!
Once upon a time, in a...
Rejected!
That was fast! I'm not even 10 seconds in!
I don't like the "Once upon a time" bit.
Why does it have to be a story about a long time ago?
You're the one that said Momotaro was a good idea...
Just changing that one sentence should make a large difference.
Without completely breaking down the template opening,
I cannot expect to create a truly ambitious adaptation.
The most important thing when undergoing reforms
is to have the courage to break down the door completely.
Switch, you're awesome!
I don't get it, but you've convinced me!
What's with that forward leaning thinking?
Okay! Let's change the time period it's set in.
How about this?
In a not-so-distant future, in district ATR-251...
Aru Tokoro = In a certain place = "In a faraway land"
In a basic apartment...
...there lived the OG Mk. III and an old woman...
Notes: ouji-san gata = OG Mk. III ojii-san = old man/grandpa obaa-san = old woman/grandma
Hold it a second!
You made the old man a robot!
Why not? It's the future.
We gotta change up all the characters!
Then why's the grandma normal?
In that case, why don't we add a moe character?
Her name is Obaa-nyan!
Nice idea!
She's not an old woman at all!
Have a nice day, OG-nyan!
OG Mk. III went hunting in the mountains...
Rejected!
That's scary!
Why'd you change "gathering firewood" to "hunting"?!
Because it's supposed to show the neat capabilities of the OG Mk. III...
Not happening!
'kay...
So, Obaa-nyan began to do the laundry.
Then, from Kawakami (upstream)...
What river?
Delivery.
Coming!
Please stamp or sign.
Wow, it's from Kawakami!
How long has it been?
Kawakami was a name?! Who?
She was Obaa-nyan's best friend in grade school.
How should I know that?!
For Obaa-nyan, her school days were full of beautiful memories.
Obaa-nyan!
Kawakami!
The friendship and love hidden in the 1000 year sakura blossoms...
Stop with the flashback!
No, I think it's crucial we establish their past relationship.
And it's the in thing to do, lately.
Huh?
That is reje~cted!
I want to foreshadow how that will become the crucial keyword.
Well, aren't you into it?
You're taking this way overboard!
Enough already, let's get to Momotaro!
The main character ain't even been born yet!
Okay, I got it! Let's move right along.
Right when Obaa-nyan went to try and cut the peach...
Rejected!
I've had a problem with this section ever since I was a child.
If she just stuck in a knife,
the baby inside would be XXXX,
and from the inside totally XXXX, bio-XXXX...
The rest is self-redacted
Why did you have to say that?
Let's not talk about that ever again.
But man, you're grotesque...
But we gots to make it realistic, ya know?
You have a point...
He does?!
Okay, let's do this!
Scary!
Yes. That's why Obaa-nyan didn't cut it.
And then...
HONEY...
I'M HOME...
Why the hell did it hunt?
HI.
"Tonight, we're having Yandogira stew!"
"That is reje~cted!"
Don't just force it in there!
SECONDARY LIFE-FORM IDENTIFIED IN INTERIOR.
COMMENCING EXTRACTION PROCEDURES.
And, finally...
A baby like a shining jewel was born!
How about we make the baby a girl?
Ooh, I like that!
Surrounded by Obaa-nyan's love, she grew up in a flash,
turning into a strong female warrior...
Kawakami!
Huh?
As punishment for trying to skip out on a bill, she was cursed into the form of a baby.
What the hell are you doing, Kawakami?!
And finally, the day came for her to start her journey...
The day of parting.
I'm going to head to Oni Island.
It's my fate, after all.
I can't go against it.
But before that, I have something I want to say to you.
I am grateful for you raising me. Thank you.
But, don't misunderstand me.
My goal is to return to my real body.
I've simply used you for that purpose, is all.
You understand what I'm trying to say, yes?
Don't treat me like you're my mother.
You can't!
Don't make Obaa-nyan cry, you jerk!
What's with that woman?! Who the hell does she think raised her?
Shut up already! Don't go pickin' on each and every thing!
How am I supposed to get on with it?
Oh yeah...
Try sayin' that again!
Himeko, maybe this isn't the best time, but you're on trash duty today.
Now isn't the time!
Whatever, I'll go.
And I expect you to make a story that's a bit less wacky when I get back!
Idiots!
Nice move, Switch.
I quite like this story, Bossun.
Let's continue on, just like this.
Yeah. When the cat's away, the mice will play...
Original Japanese Expression: When the Oni is away, do laundry
Welcome back, Himeko.
We've already reached the climax of the story.
That was fast.
You took the opportunity to get it done while I was out, huh?!
Whatever, give it a shot.
I'll listen without interrupting... much.
Sailing past the stormy seas, the Kawakami Army vessel reached Oni Island.
This will be the island I make my stronghold to rule the entire world!
Oni Island!
Huh?
Run wild, servants!
My follower, Yandogira!
Man of mystery, Bob Fernandez!
And my father, OG Mk. III!
Gotta stop myself...
Gotta keep quiet...
Finally, the battle with the Onis begins!
I can't stand it anymore!
Please, let me say something!
Go, my servants!
Do it!
ELIMINATING.
The Onis were powerless in the face of the Kawakami Army.
Please, make it stop!
I AM FATHER.
OG Mk. III's way overpowered!
Bob's got a piece?! We didn't need to know that!
Kawakami...
This isn't right...
What is this?
She's just an invader...
Uh, well, you see...
Differentiating good and evil is actually subjective, the antithesis of righteousness...
Who cares?!
And so the Kawakami Army safely returned to ATR-251.
There, the now right-hand man to the boss, OG Mk. III, rushed up to Obaa-nyan...
"Welcome home, my hero!"
Just then...
"You're skipping out on the bill again!"
From the curse of the soba restaurant that Kawakami stopped at on the way home,
she was turned back into a baby.
Obaa-nyan sealed Kawakami inside a melon, and set her adrift on the river.
And they all lived happily ever after.
The End
...yeah, that's basically how it goes.
Sket Dance!
That is reje~cted.
Sket Dance!
What the hell've you done?
U-Uh, it wasn't me... It wasn't...
You playing dumb when your eyes are dartin' for the exit?!
Now tell me, who did it?
A-A wild dog?
A wild dog got in the room, and...
We got a stray problem!?
In this neighborhood?
Whatever, just put down the bench!
I'm putting it down right now!
Why, you...
We need that bench!
It was just a hand-me-down anyway...
It was all creaky.
This is all 'cause you dodged anyway.
And if I hadn't, what would have broken?
My body, that's what!
Sheesh...
What're we gonna do about this?
We got the opportunity, so let's buy a new one with our budget.
I think a sofa'd be good.
And where do you think we have the money for that?
After the picture play from before...
Now that you mention it.
The principal called us out, didn't he?
Yeah, we'd better get going.
I wonder what it is this time?
Another picture play?
I bet he wants us to play with his grandkid directly this time.
Oh, who am I kidding?
All I'd like you to do is this.
Please play with my grandson, Yoshihiko.
Principal...
Can I smack him?
Why?
That look is pissing me off.
N-No way! No grandpa would say "Sure, fine" to that!
There you have it.
I'd like you to take care of Yoshihiko just until 5 o'clock.
Will you play with him for me?
No!
Way!
Death!
W-Why not?
Because he doesn't look like he wants to play at all.
Well, it's true...
Yo-chan is shy.
He's a very mature child.
I've never seen him smile and laugh like a child.
And that's what the picture play was for the other day.
Yes, exactly.
I'd like you to do everything you can to show him a good time.
I realize this is a selfish request, but I ask you once again!
Anyway, we've got until 5.
Sorry 'bout this, our bench is broken.
Just sit anywhere you'd like.
Your dad's a company president or something?
He seems like a well-off kid, so you'd better not treat him too rough...
I know, I know!
I love kids, after all.
That's what you said before you beat up that monkey.
Don't worry, no need to be afraid.
Hey!
Just leave entertaining children to me!
I got somethin' nice for you.
Here.
Have a candy.
No thanks.
My father told me never to take candy from strange, suspicious people, so no thanks.
That's showing excellent self-restraint!
Yoshihiko-kun is correct, however.
True... She definitely seems like a criminal.
You don't have to worry about me!
It's totally delicious, really!
Pellolipop Candy's corned beef flavor!
My father said that I, a future star,
should not put any inferior, crappy candy loved by commoners in my mouth, so no thanks.
Himeko!
Himeko...
You're trying so hard...
Really, I'm impressed.
Wait, how did you tie this, seriously?
I can't stand to watch any more.
For kids these days, it's gotta be games.
Shana
Hey, do you have some time after school?
Hold it right there!
What the hell kind of game is that?
It's the love simulation game, True Heart Graffiti!
Don't go having him play naughty stuff!
There is nothing naughty about True Heart Graffiti!
Why are you getting all angry?
Um...
I've already beaten Tru-Gra, you know.
It's just a mediocre game with no feeling to it.
Gegencho!
It's just a program.
Once you get a certain level of know-how and understand the theory,
it was nothing more than menial work setting up the proper flags and progressing.
Uh, I see...
Oh, yeah?
Then you're saying you completed all the bonus CGs, too?
What's you gettin' angry gonna help?
Did you complete it?!
You've got to calm down today, Switch.
You people are really useless, you know that?
You don't understand the feelings of a child at all!
What're you talking like you know everything, huh?
Why don't you leave this to me?
Yoshihiko, how 'bout we go out-
Go yourself.
Man, that's one cold-hearted killer there.
He's put on a brave face but he's clearly hurting.
Look, he's crying a little!
Man, I can't even look...
He's just as sensitive as ever...
Will you please be quiet?
I'm reading, so isn't that good enough?
I'll tell Grandpa "I had fun" for you.
It's really impossible for me to play outside.
I'll get my clothes and shoes dirty, right?
My parents make me wear expensive clothes, so I have to be careful.
Not like I really have any friends that I want to play with, anyway.
You don't play outside with friends?
No, I don't.
My father said not to play with friends that aren't at my level.
He said to start choosing now the people I associate with.
If you understand, leave me be!
We're going outside!
Yeah!
Gyah!
Um...
I don't give a crap what your dad says, you brat!
What about you?!
No, I don't really want to...
Guraargh!
Burblabla!
Gah!
We're heading to the park!
Yay!
WWWRRYYYYYYYYYY
Are you even listening?
Here, I'll throw it, and you try and hit it.
I don't really...
Just do it.
You're gripping it backwards.
You've never held a bat before, right?
I told you, I have no interest in baseball!
Loosen those hips, and get out there.
You sure about this?
If he gets hurt, we're screwed.
Don't put me on your level.
I'll go straight down the middle.
100 strikes for 100 pitches.
These guys are all talk.
Here I go.
Strike!
You ain't gonna hit it if you don't swing.
Got it? I'm gonna throw it in the exact same spot again.
This time, swing.
The same spot...
That was close!
The same spot...
See? If you swing it, you can hit it!
Here I go!
I can hit it!
If I swing, I can hit it!
I-I did it!
Run, Yoshishiko!
Run to first!
Round first and head to second!
Second base... Got it!
Second base?
Then, on to third!
Run to home!
Home... Home...
Slide in there!
Here, stand up.
You scored a run!
So, how'd it feel, the first time you rounded the bases?
I-It was tiring.
No duh!
You ran those bases and scored that run with your own body.
You're tired, and dirty...
Ow!
Hey!
How about another game? You brat.
Yoshihiko!
You're covered in dirt!
And you're hurt, too!
What happened?
Ah, um...
We got kinda into it, and...
As he weighed quite little, we used him as a practice base for screwpiledrivers,
so his entire body might perhaps be in pain.
Don't go saying that!
Are you okay, Yoshihiko?
You didn't have any fun at all, did you?
No, none at all.
And I'm all bruised up.
But...
I scored a run!
You did?
Let's make sure to tell your dad.
He should just be honest and say he had fun.
Seriously.
A number of days later, suddenly, a large package arrived in our club room.
Ooh!
For real?
It seems his dad's company is a big furniture maker.
We had extras, so you can have this.
That kid ain't cute at all.
Well, thank you, Yoshihiko.
I don't understand what it's like to be a kid.
What's wrong, Momoka?
Seems she's worried about a new job.
I see.
Just leave playing a kid... to little ol' me!
Switch, you're awesome!
"Big Brother, you have a phone call-nyon!"
We're all tiny!
Seriously?!
Next time: It feels great to be a little princess!
Ooh! We'd better take good care of them!
This isn't funny!
Even if she's tiny, Himeko is still...
Sket Dance!