Am I gonna die?
No! I still haven't...
20 hours earlier
Ah~!
Look at that!
This is the one you've been verbally abusing?
Has yelling abuse at it really made it wilt?
It's not a problem with the soil?
The soil and water conditions are identical.
Nah, I'm sure you forgot to water it.
I feel sorry for it, whithering and dying from abuse.
Is that a criticism of me?
Not at all.
It was just unlucky, right?
It couldn't choose how it was raised.
I feel the same.
I wish I'd had an executive father.
Executive?
I see, so just one person will do?
The skeletal specimen corner during the morning.
Ah~ Everyone,
the museum is closed tomorrow,
so in the morning, I'd like the skeletal specimen corner
and the plant specimen corner to undergo maintenance.
- If you would. - Okay.
- Good work. - Good work.
Hmm?
I feel like I just saw a hole open up?
When did she...?
Kujō-san, phone call for you.
I'd better go...
See you.
You're not about to come home, are you?
If you don't do as I told you,
I can't guarantee the safety of the hostage.
Boy!
W-What is it?
Don't grab my flesh!
That really hurts.
Here you go.
Young Master Shōtarō,
since Miss Sakurako caused you considerable inconvenience the other day,
this is an apology.
You say "Young Master", but I'm 26.
To me, you're like a cute grandchild.
Is this why you were staring and then invited me here?
Itadakimasu.
I don't get her.
Nope, I don't.
She was just staring at me.
Please, Young Master, eat up.
This is mackerel from Shakotan.
This is its peak season.
Itadakimasu.
It's delicious!
Miss Sakurako,
please leave bones alone during meals.
She prefers bones to food!
Yeah!
Mmm~!
I made this with Tokachi raspberries and honeyberry.
It's homemade?
It's really delicious.
She's smiling.
This split personality isn't attractive at all.
I'll just get some more tea.
Thank you.
That reminds me.
This is awkward.
Say something!
Sakurako-san...
when did you first decide to become an osteologist?
Wait, why did I say "Sakurako-san"?
Even though I'd seen skeletal specimens,
it never occurred to me it was someone's job
to assemble those bones.
When I was 17.
Oh, safe.
That's amazing.
You could see your own path at that age.
Were you influenced by your uncle doing forensic medicine?
Yeah.
I thought so.
Ah, Shikura-san said today
that you can't choose the environment you're raised in,
and that decides your life.
Did you go to university here?
Have you always lived alone with Gran?
That's right.
Huh? Stepped on a nerve.
Doesn't this look good?
Beef bone rāmen.
No one loves rāmen more than me!
You plan on a femur?
I was looking forward all day to eating this tonight...
Let's have some lavender tea.
Gran, it seems we inconvenienced the boy
by inviting him here today.
Ah, no, that's not what I meant!
I can eat it any time...
Sorry.
A Corpse is Buried Under Sakurako-san's Feet
Bone 2
Subtitles by Candylemon
Welcome.
That comes to 1,523 yen.
Ah...
Hey...
Are you alone?
Where are your parents?
Pink heart...
...convenience store...
Yamanote Line game!
- Yamaji-san... - What?
It's not long until the last train,
and we've got work tomorrow, right?
Hey!
There's no last train on the Yamanote line!
Right?
I'm fine to stay longer.
Me, too.
Thanks for your concern.
I'll stay, too.
Kondō-san, you haven't had a drop to drink yet.
Ah, no, I never know when I'll be called...
That's right! 'Cause he's an underling.
Let's do the Yamanote!
Well then, let's start with Arai.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
The theme is things a detective might say.
Go, go!
- A detective? - Go on.
I've got it.
Go, go!
- You did it, right. - Go, go!
You have the right to remain silent!
You really say it!
Go, go!
It's not that I suspect you.
It's just procedure.
Go, go!
Where were you and what were you doing
around 8 o'clock yesterday?
You were still going?
Ah, Yamaji-san.
What the hell?
Excuse me a moment.
Huh?
Yamaji here.
Sorry to call, it's Tatewaki.
Oh~ From the other day.
What?
Eh?
A lost child?
Probably...
I can't see her parents anywhere nearby.
Listen here, we're detectives.
It's not our job to deal with lost kids!
Excuse me, a lost child?
I can't find a police box nearby.
Shall I go?
Where are you?
Kondō will head there.
Ah...
My moment of bliss...
Don't make a child listen to that.
Let's give you a wipe.
My, they're pitch black.
What's your name?
Ii-chan...
Hm? Ii-chan?
I think it might be her name...
Where do you live?
Pink heart...convenience store...
That's where I found her...
What is it about the pink heart convenience store?
Maybe it was a familiar place.
She left her home and headed there.
"Left her home", meaning what?
That's why she's lost?
I don't know that much.
That detective's coming, right?
Just leave it to him.
Have you been drinking?
The girls were begging me not to leave.
A group date?
There haven't been any reports of a lost child.
She doesn't look hurt.
Where do you live?
For now, shall we take her to the station?
No, I don't want the hassle of reporting to the stupid bosses.
Take a photo.
If we ask around the area near the convenience store,
we'll soon find her house.
But how far could a child walk alone?
Tell us your view, Sensei.
Hands off!
When it comes to children's strength,
it's said they can walk the same distance as their age.
This girl is about a metre tall,
so she's probably about 5.
That means she could walk 5km,
but she was barefoot and her feet aren't much injured,
so it was probably about 2-3 km from the convenience store.
Don't sit there.
2-3 km gives quite a wide area.
May a take a photo?
I'm sorry.
Thanks. Let's go.
- You go, go. - See you.
Hey there,
did you bring a toy?
Did you bring a toy?
Did you...
She hates you!
You're all the same...
"All the same"?
Now then,
how about playing house with me?
This way...
You're in the way.
Let's sit you down here.
Why won't she say anything?!
Even at 5, you know your own mind.
Hm? This?
Here.
Will you show me your left hand?
Does it hurt?
Or is it uncomfortable?
What's wrong?
I promise I won't hurt you.
I want to pay tribute to your bones.
In the past, this wrist
has had a broken radius.
Broken?
It's healed crooked.
Crooked?
If bones don't fuse correctly after a break,
They can become stuck in a misaligned state.
From the nature of the deviation,
her wrist broke while extended
and then wasn't properly treated.
With time it ceased to hurt,
but the range of motion is limited.
Her reluctance to have it touched
is evidence she remembers it hurting.
It must have swollen significantly when broken.
A state like that,
and it wasn't properly treated!
Don't tell me...
May I look under your clothes?
It won't take long.
Is that all right? I'll take the dolly.
That's it, stand up.
Here we go...
Miss Sakurako...
How did this happen?
Mama...
Sorry for interrupting.
Carry on.
Her wrist broke
when she thrust her palm away...
And injuries to her back...
Looks like she fled from an abusive mother.
Abuse...
I can't deny that her ambiguous comments
could be caused by confusion due to mental stress.
As for the wrist injury,
it's probably a year or 2 old.
Shall we try the hospitals?
They might have a record of her name and address.
Excuse me...
She's already falling asleep.
Poor thing, she must be exhausted.
Would you mind if she stayed here for tonight?
You look after her for tonight,
and meanwhile, I'll do my part.
- Understood. - Thanks.
Now then, shall we try something?
You can't choose the environment you're raised in,
and that decides your life.
He stayed with that girl until he fell asleep.
He's a kind person.
Seeing him tucking happily into food today
reminded me of the old days.
Gran.
I'm sorry.
Now, what shall we have for breakfast tomorrow?
We can borrow children's clothes from the neighbours.
Closed Today
- Hey. - Good morning.
- Morning. - Morning.
Sorry, this girl seems to be lost.
The police are trying to find her identity,
but is it okay if she stays here until then?
- Sit here. - Of course, that's fine.
You're a VIP visitor today.
I'll show you a book of plants.
It has lots of beautiful flowers.
I wanna see this.
Oh, surprisingly good taste.
Terrible taste.
Your dark side is showing.
Well then, Kujō-san, you look after her.
- Airi-chan. - Where is it?
Airi-kun...
Wait for me.
I'm impressed you're not frightened.
When I was in elementary school
our science lab was full of skeletal specimens,
and I hated them.
Ah, I used to hate them.
In the past.
Have you ever seen a whale?
This is a young female sperm whale,
10 metres long
and weighing 15 tonnes.
That's about 300 times your body capacity.
These bones supported and moved that giant body.
Look, nothing is wasted in the arrangement.
From the thick vertebrae to the phalanges,
Each one exists for a reason.
Can you feel the love?
That's too much for a child...
And bones never give up supporting you.
Bones will never betray you.
Look there.
That's where a break healed.
From the moment the bone was hurt,
it began to grow back.
There's no way she'll understand.
Do the bones have names?
Eh? She took it in.
They do.
Phalanges, ulna, radius,
humerus, scapula, ribs,
and vertebrae.
She'll never remember all that.
- Tatewaki-kun.
- The kanji are...
Ah, I'm sorry.
Aren't they great?
Have you always worked here?
No, just for about 5 years.
So you've known Kujō-san for 5 years?
I suppose so.
Has she always been the same?
Mm...
Ah, I'll do it.
For me, ignoring her is the best way
to avoid psychological damage.
That's what I've learned.
Did you work at another museum before coming here?
No, I was a teacher.
- You were? - Mm.
Then why...?
I realised I like plants more than people.
Smiling brightly while saying something so dark.
If you give plants affection,
they'll grown in proportion to that.
They won't betray you.
Excuse me...
Yamaji-san! It's okay...
Huh?
I found a hospital record for the lost child.
Her name is Tominaga Yūka.
Yūka?
That's nothing like "Ii-chan".
6 months ago, her mother Tominaga Mamiko,
took her to hospital saying she'd fallen from a jungle gym.
Jungle gym?
Yes, however
The nurse was suspicious of bruises on her arms and legs,
and asked for X-rays to other areas.
The mother then claimed she'd forgotten something,
and they left without an examination.
Because X-rays would have revealed the abuse?
That's certainly possible.
A parent like that shouldn't be allowed kids!
My head's throbbing from a hangover...
Get your hands off me!
We meet at last...
Yes.
Ah, Yamaji-san, hello.
Eh? Really?
I'm going to buy lunch.
Yes.
Understood, we'll head there.
They've found Ii-chan's identity.
The house is in Kagami-cho,
and her name is Tominaga Yūka-chan.
Kagami-cho?
I live right near there.
Yūka?
How did that become "Ii-chan"?
- Let's go. - Aren't the police coming?
Ah... Apparently they're busy.
It would take time to collect her,
so we agreed to meet at the house.
We can take her in the car.
We'll be late, so come on.
This is the most we can do.
Leave the rest to the police and children's counsellors.
But...
Isn't that cold?
Cold?
Suddenly deserting her like that...
Ii-chan...
Ah, I mean Yūka-chan
will be disappointed, won't she?
That girl is none of my concern.
But...
Shall I go with you?
My house is nearby,
and getting a lift home will be luxury.
Yūka-chan, let's go.
Minami...
Minami.
How have you been?
- Wait a minute. - What do you want?
Do you two still keep in touch?
Of course not.
We don't want to remember what happened.
- Don't say that... - Don't talk to me!
Don't pretend to care.
You're not a teacher anymore.
What's that?
The skull of a Jackson's chameleon.
Skull. It's the head.
The skeleton of an Indian cobra.
Is that the house?
Ah, let's go.
Tominaga
Ah, hey...
Let's wait for Yamaji-san.
It makes no difference.
Let's finish this quickly and go home.
Wait...
Ah~! What's going on?
Has something happened to the people here?
What do you mean?
I hear fighting from their house.
Yelling at each other.
It was terrible last night.
Even with a small child,
doing shady night work like that.
Ah, no. I'm sorry.
Mm, hello.
Ah, a key...
You mustn't...
Wait, wai...
What the heck is that smell?
Keep the child away.
Take her to a park nearby.
Quickly!
Okay.
Yūka-chan, shall we go?
Sakurako-san?
This is the smell of blood.
Let's take this off.
Rigor mortis indicates she's been dead half a day.
About 12 hours have passed.
She was killed by someone she knew.
The dropped key may be a duplicate.
But the door chain was broken.
She didn't remove the chain.
Was it someone in a rage?
The other person suddenly slashed with a knife.
That's probably when her left arm was cut.
She fled to a room further in.
There was a short grace period
before the chain was broken.
The woman wanted to escape,
but the attacker would have seen the room's window.
The kitchen window
wasn't big enough for an adult to pass through.
That's why only the child escaped.
But something's wrong.
The bones don't connect.
This corpse has unnatural features.
Her left arm was slashed,
but the only other wounds are to her back.
There are no defence wounds.
So she was killed before she could defend herself?
Look at the room.
The fact things are so scattered
shows she defended herself.
And yet...
There are no defence wounds on the body.
So in the end, she gave up?
What the hell are you doing?!
- Yamaji-san... - Call forensics.
Yes, sir!
Leave the room.
Get out!
Hello!
Hello, Yūka-chan.
Ii-chan...
The doll's name is Ii-chan?
There are no defence wounds.
Yūka?
How did that become "Ii-chan"?
The bones are all connected.
There's someone else.
Someone else?
- What do you mean? - Search.
Search!
Yes!
There's a blanket for another child.
But where...?
This room...
All the things scattered
must have been stored somewhere.
Were they taken out
so someone could hide inside?
So it's not that she was trying to escape...?
This woman didn't give up!
- What are you doing?! - Hands off!
She resisted desperately to protect another life!
Help me!
He's not breathing.
He feels cool.
Bring that blanket!
We'll wrap him up!
Don't die.
Live.
Ii-chan!
Ii-chan...is this kid?!
I should have realised sooner.
When she held the doll with a cloth around,
she was mimicking a mother breastfeeding outside.
They're being slow...
Where are they?
Who are you?
A new man?
What's her problem?
Got herself a new man already?
Kondō, ambula...
Who are you?!
Yamaji-san!
Stay back! Get away!
How many men have you got?!
It's him! He's the one who...
Sakurako-san, let's run!
Sakurako-san!
You go!
I can't take my hand from this child's heart!
If I do, his heart will stop!
Please, come back.
Someone young like you
has a duty to live.
Please, don't leave your sister alone!
Don't die!
Live!
You really are scum, Mamiko.
No! She isn't Mamiko!
It's no good, he's likely taken drugs.
Am I gonna die?
No!
I still haven't eaten my beef bone rāmen!
Shōtarō!
You cured my hangover!
Thanks for that...
Sakurako-san...
You've fought hard.
Well done.
Ii-chan!
Don't worry, your brother worked hard.
Ii-chan.
What should we tell that girl?
I'll take him.
Ii-chan, are you hungry?
How is her mother?
Eh?
No...
It's too cruel.
She'd done nothing wrong, but her mother abused her,
and now even that mother is dead...
No.
The abuser was probably that man.
But the wounds on her back...
She likely got those when her mother helped her escape.
- Open up! - Careful of your feet.
She didn't want her child to fall and be hurt.
Down you go.
Yūka, go to the pink heart convenience store.
I'll meet you there later.
Open up!
Pink heart convenience store...
Pink...
The child's state of confusion
was probably due to the shock
of seeing the mother who protected her in danger.
That man stank of alcohol.
That's probably why, yesterday,
she was afraid of the detective who smelled of it.
There were no recent bruises on her body,
so her mother probably didn't hit her.
However, the break to her left wrist
was left untreated at the time.
It's a fact she overlooked that.
But in the end, that child's mother
behaved as a mother.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry...
Sorry...
What are you doing?
What the hell?!
Rather than stay at the entrance,
she protected her children to the end.
- I'm counting on you. - Yes, sir.
We'll close this now.
Mama...
Mama!
Do you love your mama?
I see.
Your mama protected you two.
One day, you may curse your situation.
You may want to give up on life.
But keep going.
How you live in the future
is up to you.
You can repair your life, over and over.
Like the whale bone?
That's right.
Okay.
Shall we go?
We can't choose our upbringing, or change it,
but Sakurako-san tried to convey to Yūka-chan
that we can choose how we live.
If you hadn't been there,
that baby would have died.
You really are Shitara-sensei's niece.
W-W-Wait...
What's that for?
What?
With your skills and ability,
you're wasted as an osteologist.
What do you want?
Will you work with me?
Lend me those skills.
Gochisōsama.
An old photo?
Ah... Mm, yeah.
Still, I really don't understand Sakurako-san.
She's too hard to get a handle on.
I never know what she's thinking.
There are plants whose ecology is completely unknown.
It's the same with anything.
She's really weird.
A rare species.
I've never heard of anyone else
who went to medical school and then,
rather than a doctor or forensic scientist,
became an osteologist.
Still, I thought she was cold,
but she was kind to the small children
and urged them to live.
To live, huh...
She was probably remembering her younger brother.
Sakurako-san has a brother?
Mm, apparently.
But he died long ago.
Last night, you ate
all the cake that was left.
I didn't want it to go stale.
I've told you not to eat so much sweet food.
And you ate all the cream left in the bowl!
In any case,
from now on, you cannot open the refrigerator.
Seriously?