Do you know that man's name?
Suguru.
Mamiya Suguru.
This is his current name.
Aoba Hideyo
Shōtarō...
Pleased to meet you.
I've been waiting.
Why did you want this?
We want to know the circumstances of Nimura's death.
We've just been investigating a similar past case in Fujiura.
- Fujiura? - Yes.
Have you learned anything?
There was a boy named Mamiya Suguru
who invited a friend to steal a sphenoid with him.
Sakurako-san believes that Mamiya person
manipulated the Fujiura case,
Shitara-san's case from 20 years ago,
and also Nimura's case, from behind the scenes.
She's asked the police to locate his whereabouts.
Have they found him?
Ah, I haven't heard yet.
But it's strange, isn't it?
What do you think?
Removing the sphenoids like that
is something I can't understand at all.
Have you tried to understand?
What?
Most people don't even know that bone exists,
yet the culprit goes to the trouble of removing it.
As a scholar, I'd like to try to understand that psychology.
Ah, I see.
The sphenoid is situated here.
Ah, I've only seen drawings.
It's invisible from the outside,
and whichever direction it's viewed from
it's shaped like a butterfly.
It's it mysterious?
Don't you think it's beautiful?
Maybe a little.
You're like Sakurako-san, seeing beauty in bones.
I wonder how your butterfly looks.
What?
Ah, hello.
Did you want something?
Ah, Tatewaki-kun, I saw you
and thought we could kill time playing shōgi.
What?
I'll repay you for last time.
Come and push me.
Come on!
Hurry!
Okay...
That's right.
See you, Sensei.
I haven't played shōgi with you.
Are you confusing me with someone?
Perhaps...
I've been very forgetful lately.
Thank you.
Are you okay?!
What?
What's the hurry?
We went to Fujiura.
Ah, bone collecting?
No.
I see. That reminds me,
I promised to play chess with a hospital friend.
Could you two please leave?
What?
Leave, please.
Uncle!
- What's wrong? - Shitara-san?
What's wrong?
Ah, wait...
- Are you okay? - Someone, please come.
- What's wrong? - Uncle!
- Shitara-san! - Are you okay?!
Are you okay?
A Corpse is Buried Under Sakurako-san's Feet
Final Bone
Subtitles by Candylemon
It's stage 4b pancreatic cancer.
Stage 4b...
It's spread to the whole body.
That's awful...
You mean he could go at any time?
Indeed...
Naturally, we'll do our best.
Why didn't he tell me?
What did he think I am?
Sakurako-san...
You told me, didn't you?
That my grandma resolved herself
not to let me see her look weak.
I'm sure Shitara-san, in the same way,
resolved not to say anything to you.
Here's the autopsy report Aoba-san gave me.
From now on, avoid Aoba.
What?
Mamiya Suguru's current name is Aoba Hideyo.
So Aoba-san is the real culprit stealing sphenoids?
It's highly likely.
Yamaji-san is here.
Yamaji-san.
Kondō is investigating Aoba's affairs.
It won't be easy to catch him, though.
Eh? Why's that?
He's not just suspected of stealing sphenoids, right?
You also think he manipulated people into murder?
How do we prove he manipulated them?
I'm starting to understand how he persuades people, though.
In Usubuchi Satsuki's case,
he used her hatred of her sister.
Nimura was probably the same.
Nimura dated Mizutani Rumi for 6 months,
But she dumped him and he turned twisted.
He became a stalker?
Seems that way.
Then, Aoba whispered something like this:
"If you want someone to belong to you,
"kill them and then they'll be yours forever."
"I can teach you the perfect murder technique."
But isn't incitement to murder a crime?
Everything I've said is just my idea.
Incitement to murder
is hard to prove without testimony from the incited person.
So you need Usubuchi Satsuki to testify?
I keep trying, but she's pretty formidable.
She seems to be infatuated with Aoba.
For someone who's studied medicine to disregard life that way
is unforgivable.
I agree 100%.
In any case, Aoba has been destroying people's lives,
and there's no doubt that he's a dangerous man.
Don't involve yourselves further.
This is our job now.
We'll definitely catch him.
Sakurako-san.
I get it.
Have you thought more about the Australia job?
I'm sorry, I can't even think of moving yet.
Please don't misunderstand.
Personally I'd like you to stay here.
But simply being requested is a wonderful thing.
Yes...
There's no need to rush,
but they would appreciate a swift response.
Why is it?
It's only when you lose someone
you realise how much they mean to you.
Has someone died?
Isozaki-san's not dead!
Eh? Is something wrong with Isozaki-san?
Huh? You haven't heard either?
About Isozaki-san.
Seems he's going to Australia.
Eh?!
Australia, meaning the koala place?
"The koala place"...
But...why Australia?
He's transferring to a museum over there.
Incredible.
What's incredible?
Nothing...
What's wrong?
I'm here.
Ah, Sakurako-san.
- Airi. - Yes?
Arrange this monkfish in the exhibition space.
Will do.
Kujō-san, you're leaving already?
What a scary expression.
Scary expression.
What?
It feels like your mind is elsewhere.
Sakurako-san?
Yeah...
Hey...
Were you awake?
I couldn't sleep.
They say you could die at any time.
Try to be a bit less blunt.
Since it's you, you must have known.
I'd planned to live a bit longer,
but it seems I won't.
When did your memory return?
What do you mean?
Don't pretend with me.
Why did you go to see Aoba before your seizure?
I spotted Tatewaki-kun.
I followed him, wanting to talk.
Were you trying to keep Shōtarō away from Aoba?
You knew Aoba was dangerous.
Your imagination's running away with you.
Have you remembered something?
- How much have you recalled? - Sakurako...
The mastermind 20 years ago was Aoba.
He persuaded Usubuchi Satsuki to murder her sister,
so he could steal her sphenoid.
What are you talking about?
Did Aoba cause your accident 4 years ago?
- Pointless... - This is to catch Aoba!
- Tell me! - This is...
...my case.
It's impossible for you.
Is that so?
I see.
Sakurako...
Good timing, I just made some tea.
Here you go.
Don't worry, I didn't add anything.
Mamiya Suguru.
Prying into someone's past
isn't a nice hobby.
You manipulated your classmate, Osanai Tetsuya,
into murdering his mother
so you could steal your first sphenoid.
Then you silenced him with poison.
Was it a miscalculation
that the police considered your father a suspect?
Because of that, you had to leave town
and to change your name.
Next was Usubuchi Satsuki.
You pressed her hatred of her sister Hiyori,
so she killed Hiyori and you stole her sphenoid.
And next was Nimura Satoshi.
You used his obsessive attachment to Mizutani Rumi
so he killed her.
But Nimura behaved unpredictably.
He was obsessed with death,
and fuelled a fight between Madoka Hitoe and Nishizawa Futaba
that resulted in Futaba's death.
When that came to light
you were concerned the police would detect your presence,
so you got Satsuki to kill Nimura.
You have a fascinating imagination.
What's your motive?
Do you just want sphenoids?
Why do you manipulate negative human emotions?
Even assuming I did all that,
is it such a bad thing?
What?
I just showed them a mirror.
Mirror?
Humans are dominated by ugly emotions and desires
like hatred and jealousy.
I just showed them that ugliness in a mirror.
People can't bear seeing themselves like that,
so they turn away,
blame it on others,
and embrace the desire to eliminate
whoever made them that way.
They justify their own ugliness,
without realising that's what makes them ugly.
Your mother was the same, wasn't she?
She hated you for causing your brother's death.
But that not quite true.
Your mother only ever loved your brother,
she never cared about you.
Your brother's death just gave her an excuse for hating you.
No objections?
You realised, didn't you?
That your mother didn't love you.
That's why you relied on Shitara-sensei.
You're wrong.
I agreed with my uncle's philosophy.
You were lonely and latched onto him.
You think you avoid involving yourself with others
as atonement for causing your brother's death.
But that's not true.
What would you know?
I know!
You don't consider others because you only care about yourself.
You're just desperate not to be hurt.
It's hideous.
It's selfish.
Someone as fragile and ugly as you
can't save anyone.
Not your brother,
and not Professor Shitara.
Does it hurt?
In that case, it's simple.
You should die.
If you die, that ugly heart will decay to dust.
You'll become a beautiful butterfly.
Onēchan~
Come and join me~
If you really want to stop me,
either find some definitive evidence
or kill me.
Either is impossible for you.
Sorry.
I came because I was a bit worried.
Is something wrong?
Sakurako-san?
You can willingly sacrifice yourself for someone.
Huh?
But I'm different.
Aoba was right,
I was just desperate to protect myself.
I've been searching too desperately for a reason to live.
Did Aoba-san say something to you?
Nobody needs me to live.
Even my family didn't need me.
That's not true!
For me at least, I need you around.
I met you.
I got involved.
I can't go back to before we met!
You're here in my heart.
You're massively important!
Isn't that enough?
Isn't that reason enough to live?!
Sherbet made from Taima-cho watermelon.
Miss Sakurako,
I didn't mean to eavesdrop,
but if you imagine that no one needs you
you're behaving like a tragic melodrama heroine.
I would only accept such theatrics from a 10 year old girl.
Even if everyone else hated you,
Young Master Shōtarō and I would not.
Do you need more than that?
How greedy.
Excuse me.
Argh! Don't wallow!
If you're worried, there's only one option.
Do something!
Any reason will do.
If you want to eat, eat.
You don't need to think hard about a reason for eating.
If you don't,
the sherbet will melt.
It's a waste, so I'll...
Wait!
- You don't want it! - I never said that!
Ah, wait, stop it.
You can have mine.
Both of you, one bite...
Did you get brain freeze?
I wish we could put some pressure on!
At this rate, we'll never get a warrant.
Want some bread?
Huh?
Yeah.
- Milk? - Yeah.
Kondō here.
Eh?
What's her condition?
What's wrong?
Usubuchi Satsuki has...
What are you doing?!
Hey!
She tried to hang herself with her clothes.
DAMN IT!
What the hell?!
That's so good...
You say that, but it's fiddly.
This is great.
Back when I first met you,
I thought you didn't hesitate to enjoy whatever you did.
Really?
When I first came,
I was always wondering why I was here.
We could see that.
Ah, sorry.
We thought you should quit.
What?!
Tanigami-san you're so cold about things like that.
As a student, I was nicknamed "Winter's Bedroom".
That's so cold. What's with that nickname?
But you didn't quit.
Even though you had the choice.
Well, somehow...
People often say "Somehow" or "I was swept along"
but ultimately those are all their own choices.
And because they made that choice,
even if they regret it they have to move on.
Just like you have.
I'm glad now that I stayed, though.
Your struggles have become your sustenance.
I suppose so.
Looking at it that way,
Perhaps it's possible to fit in anywhere.
Usubuchi Satsuki attempted suicide at the detention centre.
Is she dead?
She hasn't regained consciousness.
They say it's 50-50.
We're screwed.
The Fujiura case we believe was Aoba's first,
and Mizutani Rumi's case,
will be closed with the suspect's death.
If Usubuchi Satsuki dies like this,
Aoba's case will be left unsolved.
Damn it!
If Shitara-sensei's memory returned,
we might be able to grasp a clue!
This is my case.
It's impossible for you.
"For you"?
Huh?
An irreparable mistake.
You mean he could go at any time?
He resolved not to say anything to you.
If you really want to stop me...
This is my case.
Hey!
What did you want to talk about?
How long are you going to monitor me?
What do you mean?
There's no need to say that now.
I've remembered everything.
4 years ago, too.
Was it you who masterminded the deaths
of Usubuchi Hiyori-san and Yamaji Yōsuke-kun?
What are you talking about?
Why did you do it?
Facing death as a forensic scientist
should have taught you the preciousness of life.
Playing with people's lives,
you have no right to practice forensic medicine.
Please don't misunderstand.
I have no intention of playing with lives.
It's because life is so precious that I purify it with death.
What are you saying?
Aoba, if you don't turn yourself in,
I'll tell the police everything.
What crime have I committed?
What?
I just gave Usubuchi Satsuki a little push.
Like this!
Our conversation from back then is recorded on here.
The evidence of your incitement to murder
is on here.
I'll say it again.
Turn yourself in.
If you have evidence, I have no choice.
Understood.
I'll admit it.
Did you think I'd say that?
Aoba!
Isn't there any way I can convince you?
Nope.
I can't let you...
...keep doing as you please.
What do you mean?
You're planning to kill me?
- Uncle! - Stay back!
Get out!
Stop it.
It's all my fault.
With Usubuchi Hiyori's case 20 years ago,
and Yamaji Yōsuke-kun accident,
I had suspicions,
but I didn't pursue them further.
That was my first mistake.
A few years later, Yamaji-kun's older brother visited me.
At that time,
I realised the enormity of my error.
I allowed this monster to grow.
I'll atone for my own mistake.
Then please, kill me.
Uncle, don't listen.
Kill me!
Uncle!
You taught me the preciousness of life,
and now you'll steal one?!
Then what should I...
What should I do?!
Too bad.
It was just getting interesting.
Uncle.
I'm sorry...
Uncle! Uncle!
Is something wrong?
Shitara-san, are you all right?
Are you okay?
How did this happen?
What did you learn from Uncle?
That you can't change the world with pretty words, perhaps.
You're highly skilled,
so you should be able to understand.
Humans are ugly.
When Osanai Tetsuya killed his mother,
the police suspected my father.
He panicked and fled.
The car they chased him in killed him.
And so that wouldn't come to light,
the closed the case as "death of suspect".
How pleasant.
The true killer was someone else,
but the police lowered the curtain to protect themselves.
Is this humanity's true filth?
I became convinced my thinking was correct.
After all, the most beautiful things in the world
look the same whichever way they're viewed:
butterfly-shaped sphenoids.
That's why you made other people murderers
so you could steal them?
I don't know what you're talking about,
but those who use others to kill
probably aren't interested in the act of killing itself.
And someone like that would probably
be furious at those who pretend to be good citizens
when really they're dominated by ugly emotions.
People like that should be allowed to destroy themselves.
It's natural selection.
Death cleanses everything.
That's why death is more precious than anything.
- You're wrong! - How am I wrong?!
It's true that death is overwhelming.
You can't say whether or not
it will leave deep scars on those left behind.
But just one thing can overcome death.
And that is continuing to live.
What are you talking about?
Can you tell me the secret of longevity?
I'd certainly like to hear that.
If I live longer, I can get more sphenoids.
My brother died.
But in me, he lives on.
I will never forget my brother.
As long as I remember him, he lives on.
Sooner or later my uncle will die, too.
But he handed his thoughts and beliefs onto me.
Those will support my life.
And someday I'll pass those thoughts onto someone else.
Supporting each other in that way, we can go on living.
My uncle taught me that's the most precious thing.
Childish nonsense.
As I'd expect of Shitara-sensei's excellent student.
I have no patience with platitudes.
If my uncle dies, I'll be here.
Prepare yourself.
I'll be waiting, anytime.
I'll be here, too.
And not just me.
Everyone at the museum, and Yamaji-san and Kondō-san.
You have no one on your side.
Wherever you go, all that surrounds you
is gloomy darkness.
I sleep better in the dark.
Marimo Moss Balls?
I bought some for myself, too.
I hope they'll grow big in 4 years.
What?
I've decided to go to university.
I want to qualify as a counsellor.
I think I'd like to help someone,
just like you helped me.
And Hitoe, too.
I see.
I'm fine now, Sensei!
- That hurt. - Ow!
The same taste in music.
Hmm? A book of maps?
An atlas?
Atlas, meaning the first cervical vertebra?
A book of maps is also called an atlas.
Really?
But did Shitara-san really plan to kill Aoba-san?
To the very last, he didn't give in.
Where's that atlas?
The word "atlas" comes from the Atlas in Greek mythology.
It means "One who supports",
and also "One who defies".
An IC recorder?
This is still recording!
There's nothing on here...
Our conversation from back then is recorded on here.
The evidence of your incitement to murder
is on here.
I'd certainly like to hear that.
If I live longer, I can get more sphenoids.
This is proof.
Uncle was defiant to the end.
And he won.
- It's open. - Excuse us.
Aoba Hideyo, a warrant for your arrest!
Found the sphenoids!
Let go!
Let's have a looong talk
You pervert.
Morning.
This isn't Hell.
We've caught Aoba, too.
So from now on,
you can spend the rest of your life paying.
I'll be here to make sure you do.
Well then, thanks for looking after me.
Soils of Japan set.
Thanks.
I'll visit you during the winter break.
- Mm, come anytime. - Yes.
Truly, thank you very much.
Likewise.
I called Sakurako-san, but...
Ah, you're late, Sakurako-san.
A farewell gift.
How sweet.
It's a shrew.
Were you late because you were assembling this?
You've helped me a lot...
Australia is home to the platypus.
Catch one for me.
Eh? I can't do that...
Catching platypuses is forbidden.
- Why? - "Why"...
In any case,
let's begin our last job with these members!
Hello~!
- Who thinks it's a plant? - Me~!
Does anyone know what this is?
Gorilla.
Oh, well done.
What's that?
Don't touch.
Thank you for coming today.
Thank you~!
Did you have fun?
Yes~!
Does anyone know why we study the past?
- I don't - Dunno.
You might wonder if there's any reason to,
but there are many reasons.
For example, long long long long long before anyone was born,
soils formed on the earth
and steadily piled up more and more.
We all live with those ancient soils.
And plants, too.
They lived on the earth long before humans,
and, responding to changes in the environment
they evolved to the forms we see today.
And they'll continue to evolve.
Animals are the same.
They changed their forms to suit different eras.
And their bones also changed.
However, in every era
those bones exist for the same reason.
To support the body.
Walking, running, swimming,
eating food, meeting family, and leaving descendants.
Bones exist to enable life.
We need to live our lives.
For that reason, we need bones to be there.
Anyway...
Kujō-san.
From the past, to the present, to the future,
sharing what we know about life's existence
is our work in this museum.
Now, any last questions?
It's still hot in October.
Yes.
Ah, December is summer in Australia.
Oh, that's true.
Are you going to visit Isozaki-san?
Yes, but you know,
doesn't a midsummer Christmas sound great?
Ah, mm.
Would you like to go together?
You're free, right?
"You're free"...
Are you making fun of me?
Dimwit.
Eh?
What?
I'm going bone collecting. Come with me.
Okay!
Have fun.
A male in his 30s.
Um, are you a police officer?
No, I'm an osteologist.