The sea at twilight.
The calls of the gulls.
Just a little tinted pale.
Never let me see you again!
Marie, don't be so cold!
Cold or warm isn't the problem!
Then what is?
I don't have any money left to lend you.
Enough already.
Jeez, what a loser.
Aww, don't be like that.
My bank account is empty!
But if you sold the shop...
That wasn't a smart thing to say.
Shut up! This shop's the only thing I have left!
And besides... whose fault do you think that is?
Are you all right?
I'm sorry, my mom's terribly violent...
I'm totally fine.
Not even a little hurt.
Not even a scratch.
I think you might actually be hurt!
Hey, Mom,
she's hungry! Make her something!
Mom!
Here.
I shall accept, thanks. I am very grateful, yes.
Thanks for your kindness.
It says there's pasta.
What kinds of pasta, do you sell at this cafe?
We've got carbonara, carbonara and carbonara.
From the sound of it, all you have is carbonara.
I have no choice, then.
I will partake of a meal
of carbonara.
Oh my shooting stars.
This establishment here is
really disgusting.
Hey, hey.
What's your name?
I'm Ai.
You would know my name?
It is Matsuo Basho.
That's what they call me.
Basho?
That's a strange name.
Hey, hey, Basho-chan.
Do you have a place to stay tonight?
We've got a motel next door.
Why not stay there?
A motel you say.
I've a very bad feeling
about your motel...
Hey, it's okay if she stays, isn't it, Mom?
If you didn't say no, that means yes, right?
Okay, it's decided, then.
That's surprising.
But I bet she leaves tomorrow.
Oh, fine.
I bet she never leaves.
I'm probably gonna lose.
Basho-chan, this is the key to your room.
Room 202.
Would you look at that?
I knew this was coming, but...
this is terrible.
The moon shines down on
this miserable hovel.
It never changes.
Why?
Why did this have to happen?
I've said this time and time again.
You need to be more forward-thinking.
Forward-thinking?!
Which way is forward for me?
Which way, I wonder.
Anyway, he's a loser.
He'd be a terrible dad for Ai-chan.
I think it's for the best.
I dunno.
You think?
So this is a new beginning for me?
That's right! That's right!
Then let's have a toast!
You've drunk enough already.
That's enough for today.
I've got a part-time job tomorrow.
You're so cold.
You can stay here a bit longer.
Oops, I left the bathwater on.
I've gotta get back.
You're lying!
You're running away!
I'm not lying!
Suddenly water
falls upon my sleeping face
from heaven above?
The water's overflowing!
I'm soaked!
What do I do? What do I do?
The sad creaking of
the settling timber makes me
sorrow just like it.
Results Report
DID NOT PASS
The singing voice brings
with it much melancholy
I feel so lonely.
The run-down motel,
stains on the ceiling
from the bathroom above me.
In a way, this place interests me.
What is this?!
The moon hangs in the sky.
It makes a funny sight.
What are you doing?!
That is my face not a sheet
of writing paper!
What am I doing?
That's my line.
What is all this?
I cleaned the room.
That is all that I did.
Not a thing more.
Take out all the trash,
clean the counters wash the floors,
you feel much better.
Why are you correcting yourself?
God, you're annoying.
Five-seven-five is
what it has to be or I
just do not feel right.
What the heck?
Is this really the Far End Cafe?
It's pretty!
Anyway, change it back now.
I liked it that way!
I can't work like this.
You've gotta be kidding me.
She's just being stubborn.
Oh, Mom...
Change it back now.
A beautiful and
polished workplace makes the heart
feel much more at ease.
Don't touch that!
Ouch! Ouch! Oww! Oww!
Let me go! Let me go!
Let me go right this instant!
Get out!
She got thrown out. Didn't see that coming.
Does that mean I win?
Wait, Mom!
Don't kick Basho-chan out!
No. She's a guest and she messed with my shop.
That's not true!
Isn't it nice to have the store all clean?
You guys think so too, right?
Well, clean is better than dirty.
Yeah.
I want her to clean up the motel rooms, too.
Ai...
The girl is quite right.
Listen to your daughter and
what she has to say.
That haiku crap is pissing me off.
I cannot help it.
I am a poet and this
is how I must talk.
A poet?
Like limericks and stuff?
No, a real poet who writes haikus.
Come on, Mom!
Let her clean the motel rooms!
If you're not okay with that, then at least let her clean my room...
Whatever.
Thank you, Mom!
Basho-chan, will you do it?
Leave it to me.
I know a lot when it
comes to cleaning.
That wasn't five-seven-five at all.
Think too much about
the little things and luck will
fly away from you.
Shut up!
However!
Do not touch that piano.
FAR END CAFE
It's like a new building.
The Far End Cafe is reborn.
From now on there will
be customers beating down
a path to your door.
I wonder if we'll get lots of guests.
I know we will!
A little flower.
The water brings with it a
new season of growth.
Oh jeez, so busy! So busy!
Here you are.
Haiku have their rules. Rules you must always follow. You must remember.
Let's begin with this:
I'll now recite a haiku.
It's five-seven-five.
Use seasonal words. Feel the seasons in your poem.
Don't forget this part.
A haiku without
seasonal words is known as
what we call senryu.
Interested in haiku?
Of course not.
You should come out and admit it.
Anyway, this is totally a haiku cafe now.
Yeah. But people love it, so it's for the better, right?
And besides, I've begun taking an interest in haiku, too.
You too, Kyo-chan?
I always thought of them as more musty...
But trying to follow the rules while you
express how you feel is a lot of fun.
Yeah.
Hey, you two.
Stop slacking and get back to work.
She's the one who needs haiku more than anybody.
Seriously.
She's stubborn and obstinate.
Oh, yeah.
Sorry to do this when we're busy,
but can I have tomorrow off?
Got an audition?
Yup. I don't know what I owe the good luck to,
but I made it past the first round!
That's amazing!
I see. So you're trying to be a dancer.
You thought I was
just a maid and a dance teacher for old ladies.
That's not true at all...
You can't think of the next line, can you?
Lately, those haiku...
Well, I guess mine are senryu...
They've given me an outlet for all
the things I had been building up at the bottom of my heart.
I feel a lot better.
I'm glad to hear that.
It makes me happy to hear
you tell me those words.
I think it's the same with Kyo-chan.
When I'd first met him, he'd put down his brush.
But lately, he's started painting again.
I was just running from everything,
but now I think it's time to start facing into the wind.
Face into the wind.
The wind blows your hair aside
showing your forehead.
Splendid.
Thanks.
I wish Marie would give the haiku thing a go.
Kyo-chan's got his painting.
I've got my dancing.
But Marie ran away from playing the piano.
Without interest
it is impossible to
make a real haiku.
Hello?
Yes.
Just a second.
Mom, it's somebody from the TV station!
Hey, I heard!
Somebody's coming for a TV interview?
The whole town's abuzz!
More importantly, Satocchan, what about your audition?
Oh, yeah...
If you didn't get
the part, how do we make you...
...not feel so awful?
I got the part!
That's great!
You did it!
We didn't believe...
...you would pass the audition.
I'm totally stunned!
Forget that. This TV thing is huge!
Haiku are amazing, aren't they, Mom?!
Drink up the water.
Grow up big and grow up tall.
Happy and cheerful.
I'd love to hear it.
The sound of the piano,
that you used to play.
Nobody asked you!
I'm never... never playing the piano again.
Mom! The TV people are here!
Oh what have I done...
I shouldn't have said a word.
That would have been best.
FAR END CAFE
Special
An experience you can only get here. What is the secret of the popular "Haiku Cafe"?
Today, we're here at the Far End Cafe,
which has been popular lately as a haiku cafe.
So you're the owner, right?
H-Hello there!
It's Mom! Mom's on TV!
She is so nervous
that her voice is quivering,
our Marie-san.
Shaddup.
How many times are you gonna watch that recording?
I want to watch it over and over.
Basho-chan taught us haiku.
Everyone's enjoying it.
Oh no, it's true! You look fatter on TV!
And the shadow on my cheeks isn't working at all!
Really? You don't look any different to me.
What's that supposed to mean?!
Is that a compliment or an insult?
Welcome!
One customer...
Satoshi...
Mom.
Satoshi... I finally found you.
Face into the wind
The wind blows your hair aside
Showing your forehead.
Satoshi...
Mom...
Satoshi...
Mother and child unite.
The gulls dancing in the sky
They are happy, too.
All thanks to the power of television.
I guess the haiku cafe isn't...
The haiku cafe, isn't what?
Never mind.
Isn't so bad, is that what you were going to say?
I said never mind!
Now get to work!
She's really so stubborn.
So she wants to hear me play the piano, huh?
The Far End Cafe:
Such a fun place to live at.
I bid thee farewell.
I guess you're enjoying your life here, Basho.
Nobunaga!
I have to talk to you.
I wouldn't want us to be interrupted,
so I'd like to talk alone.
Can you leave now?
I guess the haiku cafe isn't...
The haiku cafe, isn't what?
Never mind.
"Isn't so bad."
Why couldn't I say it?
Basho?
Bats are out at night.
They, too, are birds, and their cries
adorn the night sky.
Basho!
Wait!
Basho!
Where are you going?
Huh? What? Marie?
Why is it that you try and
stop me here, right now?
Your haiku buddy?
I dunno.
Could she be my haiku buddy?
What?
Are you gonna just do all that and then leave?
Wait!
You still have stuff to do!
Teach me... Teach me haiku, too!
It's my cafe!
It doesn't make sense that
I'm the only one who doesn't know how to write haiku!
I...
I want you to be here!
Jeez... if you were going to leave... if you were going to leave...
You never should've come.
"The Far End Cafe:
Such a fun place to live at.
I bid thee farewell."
That's even sadder.
Um... what kinds of pasta can you make?
Peperoncino, vongole bianco, and rosso.
And genovese and arrabiata.
Anything you want, really.
Carbonara.
The carbonara
is the best in all the world
I love it so much!
The Far End Cafe:
It's the place where I belong.
Wrong number of syllables!
The next episode
features the regent girl, Toyotomi Hideyoshi.
Way too many syllables.
Next time on Sengoku Collection: "Regent Girl."
Saying all my lines
in five-seven-five is hard.
I am exhausted.