On the morning I was born, snow covered the town
Tiny small hands reached for the blue sky
Like a girl next door we'd always known
With one ear, I hear the graduation song
Even alone, I am OK, turning the pages of my own story
I want to blame someone It hurts, no I hate it.
In sadness I cried, and the bud disappeared
Autumn comes, then winter, and I am another year older
You can run far away, but your story never ends.
Grinning from ear to ear, I'm such a coward. I can't stand it.
You may step over me, but I will follow and cling to you
I try to fill the hole in my heart Without a doubt, I can't stand it.
I'm such a coward. I can't stand it. It hurts. No, I hate it.
I would like to open all of these boxes…
… but a human's life is too short to open them all.
There is a limit to the number of boxes
that one human can open in a lifetime.
But…
What's wrong?
My hand is swollen. It won't move.
At this rate, my hand will become frozen into this shape.
I have to return to the hospital…
Shu…
I've got to go back.
If I don't go back, my hand will die…
That is the one thing that cannot happen…
If I become unable to paint, I'll die too.
I understand.
How's your hand?
It's all right now. I'm sorry for startling you…
What happened to your cheek?
Sensei hit me.
What?!
But I gave back three times as good as I got.
What?!
It's okay. This just happens to be a hospital and all.
Sorry about that…
What are you apologizing for?
Oh. I see…
You've made up your mind, haven't you?
You watch, I will get better.
I'm gonna get it to work again.
No… even if it doesn't…
even if I can't leave anything behind, it's okay. I understand.
I want to paint. There is no other life for me…
The things you said last night made me truly happy.
I won't forget. I'll always be watching you…
And if you find your older brother, be sure to grab him and tell him…
…the things you said to me last night,
but this time, in a big voice.
If Sensei catches you, he'll kill you.
I've already been hit.
Huh? Ah…
But I paid him back four times as good as I got it.
What?!
Hell…
Instead of "four times as good," I should've hit him more.
Shinobu…
Please get on.
Does she know?
I was told not to tell her.
and that he wants her to decide for herself.
I see. That old man is for real now.
It's your role to take care of that, isn't it?
Risking everything, huh?
Damn it. I can't win.
I won't be back here again… I probably can't return.
Owwww…
Well… then…
Hagu…
How's your hand?
Shu…
Say, there, Hagu…
Shu… hold my hand.
U m, I have a favor to ask you.
Shu, please give me your life.
I'm sorry, saying this when I don't know
whether I can return it to you, but…
But, I want to paint… for as long as I can…
so please stay by me. To the very end…
Shu! I'm s-sorry. Do you not want to…?
It's fine…
You don't have to return it…
I'll give it all to you.
I like the rain.
The contours of the world become softly blurred,
and I feel as though I will be drawn into it all.
Good afternoon…
See, it is Hagu! You came right away!
Shuji's back from Tokyo. Go to his room.
I always liked your room, Shu…
The smell of books…
The sketchbooks and the cabinets daubed with paint…
I like the sound of the rain.
It makes me feel so calm…
Just as if it were gently seeing to our wounds.
The mountains and the trees, the grass and the roof…
…and me…
Hagu, Shuji, I've sliced up some watermelon.
Won't you have some?
My, how well you get along!
It's rain. Shu, you resemble the rain.
What's wrong, Hagu?
You are like the rain. Shu…
I feel a sense of relief just looking at you…
And I feel like crying.
Whenever I got lost,
you never failed to come looking for me…
Let's go.
You always gently held out your hand to me.
Hagu, try to get well.
It isn't something that you should take lightly.
It won't get easier even if you resign yourself to it.
Don't think that you're alone. I am with you.
Yes, Shu… you are definitely my rain.
When I'm with you, I can breathe deeply.
I feel as though I could grow quickly, like the grass and trees.
You always smiled kindly, looking perplexed.
You are a very…
…very important person to me.
I hurt all over.
It's cold, Yuta! Warm me up! Hold me. like this!
Say, Yuta… Is this a sunrise? A sunset?
Hmm… the clock says five o'clock…
Five o'clock? Which five o'clock?
Shall we go get something to eat? My treat.
It's b-bri-i-ght…
The surface of the river. too.
It doesn't have to sparkle this brightly.
How shall I put it… it's almost aggressively sparkling?
There's a glare as if there's a film of oil…
This must be morning.
Without a doubt, this is the brightness of morning.
The convenience store is the only shop that's open, too.
What, do you have a cold? Don't sneeze upwind of me.
I'm so delicate, what if I catch it?
Yes, yes, sorry.
It's from sleeping in a place that didn't even have any futons.
That will make you feel under the weather.
But you could at least be worried…
Aah, that salt-roasted pepper garlic sausage is mine.
Why are you just helping yourself to it? You beast!
- Ah, yes, yes… - How could you?!
- I un-der-stand. - Give it back!
- I'm re-turn-ing it to you. - Give it back!
Ah, Hagu did right not choosing such a guy.
Wh-What?
What did you just say? What do you mean by that?!
I'm saying that Hagu's choosing Sensei was by far
the right thing to do.
What are you saying?!
What are you doing speaking like one who has reached
some kind of spiritual enlightenment? Isn't it vexing?!
It is vexing!
I have been thinking about stuff all along in my own way!
But, any way I look at it, I came up with the answer that
the one who can make Hagu happy is neither you nor me!
It's Sensei!
Damn it! I don't want to be told by you!
You were jilted long ago!
Ah, yes, I was jilted. I was jilted, but what of it?!
Actually, I'm supremely pleased that you were jilted!
Because to have her taken away by you, of all people,
is the one thing that I simply could not stand!
What did you say?!
You're fourth rate when it comes to finding yourself!
You're half a man! You're broke!
Ah, yes, after all, I am a have-not. I have no money! Nor any talent!
I'm really glad that the one Hagu chose was Sensei.
If she was going to be taken by someone anyway,
it is a great relief to know
that it was neither money nor talent that stole her away,
but kindness and sincerity.
Talent… Talent, you say?
What talent?
Talent…
All for that.
we arbitrarily choose to love, hate, and resent people…
…and then in the end, we silently go our separate ways…
I felt empty. I wanted to end it all, each and every thing.
That's why I tried to make you my traveling companion.
I know…
I was taking advantage of she… who was so weak.
I'm the worst.
Are you saying that that old man is the one who can make her happy?
Even I knew that from the very beginning!
If that was the case…
But even still. I…
Ouch!
I say, today's sparring was heated.
A-After all, it's just before the interscholastic athletic meet.
so the competition really heats up. Willy-nilly.
Well. then. shall we return to school?
Yes, that's right! It's about time we headed back. isn't it?
It's great… brings back memories…
All memories of our young days,
when even exchanging blows was beautiful.
I fell asleep sitting up, so my shoulders and back are…
Is anyone there?
What is this? This box…
Morita…
Morita!
- Alley oop… - Huh?
J-Just a minute! This…
Honestly, this is a big help! I'll gratefully make use of it!
But this much is all I need.
And I will definitely return it to you, bill by bill.
And, although I will return the money, I will not return Hagu!
Don't think that this is the end of it! Remember that!
Ah… I will remember.
I will see that her injuries get healed.
Rest assured, she absolutely will be able to paint again.
Do you like her?!
Yeah, I love her! I really love her!
What on earth?
- It's the springtime of life… - I didn't notice.
- Spring has sprung… - Hanamoto!
- Somebody, bring sake! - Eh? Professor Hanamoto did what?!
- Won't someone bring some sake?! - You're kidding! He didn't seem like the type at all.
Cheers to the springtime of life!
- Cheers to Hanamoto! - Heave ho! Heave ho! Heave ho!
Heave ho! Heave ho! Heave ho!
- I won't forget…
I will always be watching you, too…
… forever and ever…
Everything would be so much easier
If all these emotions would disappear
Without a word.
We each take our separate roads
And our paths part
We'll never meet again
Meeting is just too sad.
We gather the emotions we miss.
But emotions cool as quickly as they warm
We believe it can't be true
How long will we hold onto these words
How long?
Next time: "Honey and Clover, and… "