tokyo.skies
Laun... dry...
There is... laundry.
There is...
Laundry...
Please take it.
Let's begin.
Yes, Sir.
Wait a moment.
Sorry.
Will you please step back?
Step back a bit, please.
Turn around, please.
Please turn.
All right.
Thank you very much.
Oh? May I?
Yes, you may go.
Thank you, Sir.
Thank you.
I'll do my best.
Good-bye.
Thanks. Bye.
Oh, hello. Nihao.
Please keep it.
Here. Please.
Tell us about your recent projects.
Well...
Do you always wear glasses at auditions?
Yes, Sir.
Will you take them off?
Well, it's...
Yes?
It's the part of a student who lives by herself.
Yes.
Well, the thing is... you're 25, right?
Yes.
What do you think?
Well, I have, well, I have...
I have lived by myself for about 5 years.
In fact, I still do.
I see.
All right.
Oh, okay. You may go now. Thanks.
I'll do my best, Sir.
Thank you very much.
Thanks.
Bye.
Thank you very much, Sir.
Hi, there.
I like...
I like Kyoto.
H-hot!
Thanks.
I... like... I like...
I am glad to meet you.
I... am... glad... to... meet... you.
"Excuse me."
"You haven't paid this month's fee."
"Oh, I see."
"When will you pay?"
"As soon as I can."
"Okay, please do that."
"I will. Sorry."
I... am... glad... to meet you.
Hey, it's the same book, isn't it?
Yes.
Do you like Machida Ko?
Yes.
Do you?
Uh-huh.
I only have this. Do you have his books?
His other books?
Yes?
Yes!
Isn't it funny that we are both reading the same book?
Yes. Uh-huh.
Yeah?
"Hello, Mom."
"Is Dad home?"
"Well, the thing is..."
Have you ever come and eaten here as a customer?
Well, no.
Can you work morning hours?
Well, morning hours are...
I see. You can't.
Sorry.
Do you like your school?
Well, yes, I do.
Come in.
Manager, there's an urgent call for you at Extension 1.
One?
Yes. Please get it.
Hello?
Oh, hi. How are you?
Yes. Uh-huh.
Yes. That's right.
Thanks. Bye.
Sorry.
Oh, I'm afraid I have to go now.
Hello.
Over there.
Yes.
Looks good.
Does it?
It is good, isn't it?
Fine with me.
Okay. Stop.
Yes.
On the whole, I think it's quite okay.
I agree.
I do, too.
Please keep it.
Here. Please.
Please keep it.
What's this?
Tissue, Sir.
See you again. Zaijian.
See... you... again.
Hi, there.
Hi.
Curry.
Dig in.
Yeah.
When will you have some time?
What?
Well, the thing is... I want to paint.
Me?
Yeah, I want you to pose for me.
Why?
Yeah?
Why me?
Well, I think girls... somewhat have softer lines.
Yeah.
That's why.
Want my coffee again?
Let's hope.
What?
Well...
Just a bit.
I know. It's awful.
Thank you.
You like it?
So-so?
It's normal.
Now we're done.
We can't go on.
What shall we do?
We need good coffee.
Well, I think you need to love coffee.
Yeah, a little more love on my part.
And proper drying.
Mine is hardly coffee.
But we need good coffee.
So we must close.
Hello. Do you want to try these on?
Oh, no. Thanks.
What?
Well, oh, nothing.
Dig in.
Yeah.
Do you have time?
Yeah.
Let me talk to you.
Say it now.
There are others, you know.
Only a few.
Anyway, not now.
Yeah.
Have... have you lately done...?
Have you recently, well, done...
any kissing?
No.
I haven't.
Same here.
Wanna kiss?
Well, I mean... that is, some day.
This hair grows.
Mine? Oh, yours?
Mine. Not yours.
Oh, don't pluck it out.
Not whiskers.
These two grow fast.
Oh, I see. These.
Yeah.
I know people who have gray hairs growing here.
One on my tummy.
One on my thigh.
What?
Back thigh.
Back thigh?
I can't pluck it out. I love it.
You love it. That's strange, but...
I can't.
You hate gray hairs on others.
But you think yours are so great. You love them and admire them.
Even play with them.
Not me.
Nice meeting you.
Thanks.
Hi, there.
Hi.
I'm Yuki. Good to see you.
I'm Yuki.
Yuki?
Yes.
I'm glad to see you.
I'm glad, too.
How do you spell "Yuki"?
Yuki in kanji.
Kanji?
It means the snow falling from the sky.
"Yuki" that means snow?
Yes.
Well.
What?
What's your name?
Yoko.
Any meaning?
My name means "Leaf Child" i n kanji.
Yoko the Leaf.
Oh, you want to know how many girls are here?
Yeah.
Really?
Yeah.
I am snow. I am snow that falls from the sky.
Yuki the Snow Girl is...
Yuki...
Is everything okay?
Yes, fine.
Yes. Coming.
Yes. Yes.
Hello?
Yes.
This is Michihara, editor o f "Blue Sky. "
Yes?
The "Blue Sky"magazine.
Yes.
I'm Michihara.
Oh, hello.
Hello.
Yes, hello.
Is this Yoko?
Yes, it is.
Well, you...
entered your story into our competition.
Yes, I did.
It didn't win the competition.
No.
But, in fact, it was a finalist.
Oh, really?
- Yes. - I see.
I wanted to tell you that.
Thank you.
Yes.
I see.
And...
Yes?
In fact, I liked your story.
Thank you so much.
It was a good story.
Thank you. Why, thank you so much.
You only have to thank your own talent.
Well, I'm so glad.
And...
Yes?
I wonder if...
What?
I can help you...
to break through.
Yes.
That's why I called.
Oh, I see.
Yes.
I see. Oh...
Yuki girl.
I am Yuki, the snow that falls from the sky.
Yes, I am the snow.
It's the new project?
There is this girl, this heroine, in me.
I want to write about her in some way.
To me, it looks like you wrote with more ease before.
I can't any more.
Somewhat, it hasn't yet sunk in, you know.
I guess you need something that really interests you.
That you can write about with ease.
Yes, I see. I understand.
Write about what interests you most.
Yes. I see.
Don't try to write well.
I see.
We have enough clever writers.
I'll try a little more to write. Yes.
Well, about making your debut...
Don't think too much about it.
I don't think I do, but...
Well...
Good morning.
I wonder what the others are talking about.
Yeah.
Oh, thanks.
Oh, this one's better.
Can I try?
Like this?
I guess so.
I am Yuki.
Yuki, the snow.
Yuki, like the falling snow.
I'm only looking at the face.
Oh, no! I believe you!
All right, then, only if you feel like it...
I'll give you my phone number.
So, if you like...
Yes.
Any time.
Yes.
If nobody's here to hold me tight, I'll melt away.
Will you write here?
Hi.
Oh, hi.
I'm Yuki.
Nice to see you.
Yeah.
Just taking it easy.
Yeah?
At home?
- I hardly go out. - Same here.
Really?
I just take it easy.
Company is tiring.
Oh, is it for you?
Yeah.
If no one is here to hold her...
That's okay.
Oh, but...
If you don't want to, it's no use talking.
Oh, sorry.
It's okay.
I'm sorry.
Don't worry. It's fine.
Oh, I should have...
It's perfectly okay.
I am snow.
"YUKI"
I wrote it almost at a sitting.
So, it may not be perfect.
I want to know what you think of it.
Oh, I see.
Please read it.
Yes.
In about an hour...
I'll come over.
Yes, I see. Thank you very much.
See you later.
See you then.
Yes. Bye.
My goodness! An hour!
Oh, I'm surprised!
Are you done?
So?
Well, I would say it's only half the world.
Yes, it is.
Don't you ever feel that way?
Do I?
I don't know.
I like this halfness.
Being "whole" is dull.
I wanted you to understand that.
Thanks anyway.
That's okay.
Thanks for coming.
This is what I do. I'm used to it.
Yoko, wait at the table.
Darkness... or something like that.
That's what your story lacks.
Darkness?
You feel that's my missing half?
Yeah.
Darkness...
In my story, I left out such elements,
and wrote about little things.
Little things in our everyday lives.
So I left that out on purpose.
And so...
I also have...
the dark side in me.
Well...
You do, too, Yoko.
Yes.
So does Yuki.
Yes.
Hello.
Oh!
Hi.
Hi, there.
Hello.
What are you writing?
Well...
This is a surprise.
Hi.
Coffee, please.
Thanks for the other day.
Oh, that's fine.
Do you want to sit here?
No, thank you.
I came here to write today.
Oh, I see.
So...
Okay. Please write.
I will. Thanks.
Do you come here often?
Uh-huh.
I see.
I need a haircut.
Let me do that.
Really?
I was...
Cropped?
Yes.
Shaven.
When?
It was...
- Over 20? - Yeah, I was over 20.
Goodness!
A friend said he would cut it... short for me.
And he cut it too short?
Much too short.
Probably nice.
What?
No way!
Three..., two..., one.... Now!
I love you.
What?
I love you.
Sorry?
I love you!
I... love you, too.
I'm leaving.
Bye.
Bye-bye.
Hi.
What's up?
Oh, I was only having tea. Sort of.
Having tea? Here?
I wasn't waiting for you or anything.
Uh-huh.
Want some?
What's this?
Hey?
Are you okay?
Thank you.
Come in.
So, what is it?
Pardon?
What's up?
It's this.
Yes?
Oh!
It'll be published?
Chief editor really liked it.
Really? I see.
This is good stuff.
Oh, thanks.
Would you like beer?
It'll be printed?
Yes.
I see.
Half the manuscript was written by you.
You say half, but...
I don't know how to put it.
To me, this is no longer my story.
It's yours.
Will you...?
What?
Publish it?
Will I publish it?
But it is not my story.
All right. Then...
Get it published.
It's much better now. I really like it.
You are so talented.
You should have advised me to do this.
It's so good now.
Have some beer.
All right, then I'll get it printed as my story.
Please do that.
That's best.
It has darkness.
It has what I lacked.
What? Hey? Oh, come on. Will you...? Hey?
It's okay.