"Makoto"
Yeah?
Well? All going to plan?
Yeah, fine. The costume stands out, but I'm blending in.
Right.
Why am I wearing this at my age?
Maybe God wants you to do a good deed. It's Christmas Eve.
God is real?
- Beats me. - God ain't real. No way.
Kida, I've got a surprise in store for you too.
Oh come on, Makoto.
Today, I'm the practical joker.
Of course you are, Kida.
Hey, don't tell me you're gonna prank me too?
I'm on my way.
Good luck.
You too.
Makoto has always played practical jokes on me, since we were kids...
Kida!
Wanna drink? I'll buy you one.
2003
Cola okay?
Got it.
Here.
Thanks.
Okay, I'll get one too.
Gotcha again!
Makoto!
I shook it up before.
You did it, Yotchi?!
Dammit! Don't gang up on me!
He bought this one.
220...
2007
220...
Not here yet?
Holy crap!
- Surprised? - You were watching...
Gotcha again!
You never learn, Kida!
We always laughed together.
2009
Boss!
It's up, huh?
Cool, right? It stands out.
I like it. Makoto, you were right about changing our sign.
People'll flock here.
I hope so. Go back to work when you're done.
Makoto, I'm glad he went with your idea.
Thanks.
Oh come on...
- That hurt! - Ta-da!
Gotcha again, Kida!
Screw you!
And, even now we're grown up,
we're pretty much always together. Joined at the hip.
To an orphan like me,
you could say Makoto's almost like a brother.
It's Santa!
Where are you going, Santa?
Takashi! Let's go. Don't do things like that.
Sorry.
And now,
we've reached the climax of our marriage proposal master plan.
The Master Plan
2001
Good morning.
You might know already, but today we have a new student.
Come in.
Okay, introduce yourself.
Say your name at least.
Nice to meet you.
Now, speak up this time.
What's wrong? Hurry up.
You'll be bullied again.
Hurry up.
Mean old cow...
Hey!
Open it!
Take your seat!
Makoto Sawada, repeat offender.
That's everything?
You're a little brat. How did you become like this?
Ms. Kusuda.
What's that look?
Well?
"Retard's bag"
"Die"
Not going home?
You aren't either.
I always walk home with him.
Okay, I won't go home. I'll go with you two every day.
Who said you could?
What's his name?
He's Makoto. I'm...
I didn't ask your name.
I heard he's an orphan too.
From who?
That old cow.
"Too"? You're an orphan?
No kidding.
So am I.
Makoto! Get to work or I ain't paying you!
Makoto!
Sorry.
Get this straight. You should be thankful I hired guys like you.
Geez, you got some nerve slacking off...
Sorry.
Makoto, take this.
Hey, fix this car. You do that, right?
Well?!
Sure.
- This car? - Yeah.
Boss! A customer.
These cars use unique parts. It'll take quite a while to fix.
It's my papa's, so I really need it done.
Okey doke. Makoto, move.
At the very least, it's gonna take three months.
At the cheapest, I'll have to charge you 3 million.
3 million? Okay, fine.
Problem?
You might get the parts faster if you take it to an official dealer.
Papa'll find out if I do that, so I can't.
I'd like you to do it.
Well, it's not like we can't fix it.
- Really?! - More importantly,
registration and license.
I need to see them.
Don't have them.
Whoa...
Please! I'll pay you extra for your trouble, okay?
Hold up.
How the hell can we fix a car if we don't know who owns it?
You said you could! I don't want Papa to know!
Didn't you hear me? No registration. License? Got none.
I'm unlicensed! Just get it done! I said I'll pay you!
Are you sure? She doesn't even have a license. If this gets out...
Too bad.
Is it the money?
Is that so bad?
For you.
How did you crash it?
I hit a dog.
A dog?
Yeah. I swerved but it was too late.
A while back?
How do you know?
I'm a pro.
Around two months ago.
Why not come earlier?
So the dog's owner doesn't find out. Just too much drama.
And the dog?
Dead, I guess?
Thanks for waiting.
Here you go.
Why did you choose us?
"Lisa"
I remembered your pink sign from when I passed by.
Over to you.
Call me a taxi?
Okay.
Hey Makoto.
I called you a taxi. Won't be long.
Yeah? Thanks.
What?
Um...
Want to go for dinner sometime?
With a guy like you?
Wait. Wait.
Wait!
For you.
What is this?
A surprise.
A stupid one.
What was that about?
Would money give me a chance?
How could I get with her?
You're serious?
I am.
Different worlds, man.
Not different. Just separate.
"Resignation"
A week later, Makoto quit, and disappeared.
- She's coming! - Alright.
- Yotchi's taking her time... - She's late...
She's here!
Sorry.
You're late!
- Sorry. - You took too long.
At least act surprised. Right?
I've never ever seen her surprised.
But I am every time.
Don't! It's in my nose.
What are you scared of? Gotta be something.
What am I scared of?
Being forgotten, maybe?
Like, being erased from existence. That kinda thing scares me.
I don't get you.
What's that about?
Back in elementary school, I was bullied.
At first it was just verbal abuse or getting tripped up,
then a missing desk, chair, and textbooks.
They erased my existence.
I sat in a corner of the classroom, on the floor,
and did nothing all day.
I wondered, what if one day, nobody in the world knew me?
What could I do?
Come on, let's go.
Let's go see your bullies and tell them, "You ain't forgetting me."
- Come on. - W-Wait!
Makoto, why now?!
Let's go!
- Makoto, slow down! - Wait a minute!
Alright! I'll go with you.
Let's go!
What the hell?!
Hey! Screw you!
Stop it! Stop it, please!
He threw the first punch!
- Yeah. - What's your beef?
We came here to tell you you ain't forgetting her.
What does that mean?
You bullied her in elementary school.
Yotchi?
Sorry for sucker-punching you.
So, let's call a truce, with a handshake.
You asshole!
Hey! Knock it off, you punks! I'll call the police!
- You bunch of little... - Yotchi, say it!
- Yotchi, hurry! - Say it!
- It's your only chance! - Hurry!
You ain't forgetting me! Dumbasses!
They'll always be ashamed they fell for this.
Now they'll never forget you.
Never ever.
"New road development plan Yoshimitsu Ando M.P."
Idle hands, huh?
Want one?
Thank you.
Wonder what Makoto's doing?
It's been two years.
Still no contact?
No.
You're terminated.
This company's terminated. End of this month.
Gotta move out.
'Cause of the new road development plan.
Worse still, the compensation's chicken feed.
We could move, but wouldn't stay afloat.
Why all this out of the blue? Makes no damn sense.
I can't keep you on any longer.
Wait right there.
Try this place.
"Kawabata International"
An import agent, mostly.
Underworld links too.
Underworld?
Wanna find Makoto? Try asking him. Might even hire you.
Sorry kid. If you see Makoto, tell him I said hi.
Yeah! Get this. Take a bottle. Hide fizzy candy inside, then seal it.
Soon as they open it, whoosh! Sprays everywhere.
You're obsessed, dude.
Genius, right?
Can I?
Will we hang out after graduation?
Course we will.
What's got into you?
- Excuse me. Your spaghetti. - At last!
- Looks yum! - Not again.
Try something different for once.
Look at all that!
- You ruined it! - Is that good?
Really good. Try some.
Nah, no freaking way.
- Makoto, go for it. - It's good! Try it.
Go on.
- Stupidly spicy. - Stupidly sour.
- And it reeks. - Tastes like crap.
It's good! None for you if you diss it. Give it back!
How can you eat it?
Delicious!
Okay! Gotta go to school.
- Kida! - To school?
- Unlike you guys, I study. - Yeah right.
Just kidding.
No graduation if I skip.
So that's it.
Gotta go!
See ya.
See ya!
So Yotchi, what'll you do after high school?
Either college, or acting.
Acting?!
You had that dream long?
I like movies.
I didn't know.
I wanna act, not watch them.
Movies always come to an end. In around two hours.
I hate when things end.
But no movie never ends.
Happy or bad end, when the credits roll, I start to cry.
I wanna die.
Drama queen.
I really wanna die.
I don't wanna go back to reality.
What about you? What's your dream?
I don't know what I wanna do.
You can be kinda uptight. Why not do something totally opposite?
Totally opposite? Like what?
Like...
Be an assassin, like in the movies.
I don't wanna kill anyone.
It'd suit you though.
"Kawabata International"
I'm the CEO. Kawabata.
Something wrong?
Well...
Could you do something about that person behind me?
You noticed?
Import agency is our main business,
with a sideline in finding people.
Makoto Sawada, correct? You're looking for him?
That's a record of his movements since he went missing.
But I couldn't find him...
This information doesn't come cheap.
I have no money at all.
So you thought you'd work for us?
Yes.
For your friend?
For myself.
Is that so?
We operate illicitly. Once you're in, there's no out.
I know.
So...do you think you can kill?
I don't know.
If it's work, I think so.
Why think so?
Years ago, when I went fishing with my father,
I couldn't touch the fish.
But when he showed me how to fillet them, I could do it easily.
In other words, I think it'll be the same.
You don't say.
Even so, I don't want to kill.
You know, you're an interesting guy.
I hate killing too.
Whatever I do, there has to be necessity and a reason.
Your contact details.
You might make a good negotiator.
A negotiator?
Indeed.
Let's say Person A wants to ask a difficult favor of Person B.
That's when...
...you negotiate.
Why am I suited to that?
Because you're honest.
You haven't lied to me yet.
How do you know?
In these circles, honesty is a rare commodity.
99% of the people who run this industry are liars.
How do you know my old boss?
We go way, way back.
Finally found you.
Makoto.
Sorry.
Making money ain't easy.
All this time,
this is what I've lived for.
I made 40 million.
40 million...
Six months ago, I met an old man in the wine biz.
He's got terminal cancer, and offered to sell me his company.
For 45 million.
A dying old man needs 45 million?
To see if I'm serious or not.
Anyhow,
it looks like I'll get to 45 before he dies.
Why buy it?
Needless to say, to become good enough for Lisa.
So I want you to help me.
With what?
My marriage proposal.
What the hell?
First, help me to make Lisa mine.
You're serious?
Dead serious.
Were you lonely after I left?
Hell no, huh...
I wasn't lonely.
But I did miss you.
I wasn't lonely, but I was lonesome.
Same thing, no?
Not the same.
If you say so.
I do.
Huh? Yotchi?
Hey! Yotchi!
What's up?
Why'd it have to die?
Why didn't God protect it?
Just press that button.
That would've saved it.
Filthy room you got here.
Mom! Who's this wackjob?!
She's not here. She went out.
I'm a negotiator.
I want your ID.
Records, career, name, family, everything.
Why do you want that?
A princess can only be wooed by a prince.
But my client lacks a career and academic history.
So you want to steal mine, huh?
Exactly.
Okay, how much are you willing to pay for it?
6 million. Paid in six monthly installments.
That ain't shit!
You'll live where we tell you to.
And my mom?
She'll stay here.
My client and your mother won't meet, but they'll become family.
So they need you gone.
Mom agreed to that?
She sure did.
It's settled. 4 million for her.
Wow. Why me?
For one, you're well-educated.
Plus, you switched schools often.
You have no longtime friends.
Few personal connections. You disappear, no one cares.
My client attended one of your schools.
You're obese now, and virtually unrecognizable.
No criminal record or trips overseas. Never had a passport.
No usable dental records. Therefore, you were chosen.
However, what sealed the deal was your name.
My name?
Surprisingly crucial.
Makoto Onose, your ID is ours now.
I've got no choice, right? Fine.
One question.
What?!
What happened to you?
A perfectionist with exceptional grades.
You worked for a top securities firm.
Two months only.
I know.
I crapped my pants.
How so?
At the welcoming ceremony. My stomach hurt, and I was nervous.
That day, my world ended.
Hey, you said I'm a perfectionist, didn't you?
You know what perfectionists are? Defective goods.
If their life's not perfect, it's unbearable.
I don't need a life that's covered in feces, got it?!
I get it.
Standing 6.
Banker. Standing 7. Banker wins.
Let me win for once, okay?
Nice to meet you. It's great to be here.
I always watch your TV shows.
You're hugely popular...
"Lisa (model)"
Come in.
How'd it go?
From this day on, you're Makoto Onose.
Thanks.
Whoa...
What is it?
Really...
Clean it up.
Clean what up?
A suicide. The former Makoto Onose and his mother.
Gotta clean it up so nobody sees.
Oh...
45 million.
Thank you for waiting! My apologies.
Thank you for making time.
I'm the new CEO, Makoto Onose.
Much obliged.
Please, have a seat.
Much appreciated.
Set up a meeting with their salespeople.
Yes sir.
I'll talk them around.
You're too kind.
Not at all.
We made it!
We finally made it!
Whoa!
Shut up.
I wanna see fireworks. Skyrockets.
No more displays this year.
Why summer only?
They look best in summer.
Nope. You can see them clearer in winter.
Like that matters.
When Dad was still around, we let off fireworks in winter.
I remember how pretty they were.
Okay, got it!
Someday, I'll let off skyrockets in winter for you.
Yeah right. You're all talk!
Don't push me!
Hey! Dumbass! Sheesh...
Hey, why do you think us three hang out together?
Well?
This is just my opinion...
...but when I'm with Makoto and you,
that's when I really feel like I'm alive.
When you get pranked?
Not that!
My world's made up of three people.
I'm slightly off to one side,
watching the world of other people nearby, but far away.
You get me?
What the hell?
Kida, you say some complex stuff for a dumbass.
Be more like that simple dumbass.
He's a genuine dumbass.
When my parents died, I think I lost my roots.
Roots, huh. I think I know what you mean.
Makoto too, probably.
Same here.
Me and Makoto lost what held us up, and were about to collapse,
but we propped each other up.
Two was still unstable,
so I was scared we were gonna lose balance and topple over.
And then, you came along.
I fitted right in, huh?
Or rather, we're comfortable together.
Very.
Our world's tiny and off the grid though.
Yeah, but...
It only takes one day to change the world.
One day, you'll suddenly think,
"Remember that girl we used to hang with?"
"What was her name again?"
You'll forget.
I will? Forget you?
No way.
- For sure? - I promise.
I'll never forget.
Oh really?
Hey, let's take a photo.
What for?
As proof.
For when you're older.
Oh please...
If you forget, I'll shove it in your face.
Fine, fine.
Makoto! We're taking a photo!
- What? - A photo!
Hurry up!
- A photo? - Hurry up!
Camera's set.
Here! Stand here.
Timer's set?
Quickly!
Got it?
This is amazing...
Kida.
Let's drink.
But you can't.
I'm a wine company CEO.
Did you hear?
Our elementary, junior high and high schools are gone now.
All of them, in the last few years.
I know. Our body repair and paint shop too.
You're all set now, right? You're on her level now.
She won't take me seriously yet.
Want some?
No thanks.
For our people's sake, and our entire nation,
we must be resolute and take action at this crucial juncture in our history.
Today, I am grateful that so many likeminded friends
"Yoshimitsu Ando M.P. Supporters Club"
have joined me for this occasion.
I humbly request your ongoing support!
That's enough formalities for now...
Oh, hello.
My daughter's a fan of yours.
Really? Thank you.
Hey, Lisa! Lisa!
Get up here.
My daughter, Lisa.
Hello, I'm Lisa.
She's a model too. Aren't you?
Please support my father in the next election!
You'd better greet everyone here later on.
Of course.
My friends, there's one kind of politician I despise above all.
Do you know what that is?
A politician...who uses his daughter for political gain!
Hey, that's you! Don't say that.
Everyone, have a great time! Thank you so much.
Many thanks to Mr. Ando and his daughter Lisa.
Do you participate often?
No, this is my first time.
Oh, is that so...
Lisa.
Shouldn't you go back? Just for an hour.
I'm sick of this kind of thing!
Hey, don't say that.
I mean, Mama and I are just tools to him.
He's helped you out a lot.
Yeah, but...
You're his lackey now?
It's not like that.
It's just that he's fussy.
Not fussy, just a perfectionist.
Look, I just want to live up to his expectations.
For our future. Let's go.
I need a favor.
What is it?
Lisa's got a man.
Say no more.
Welcome home.
Who are you?!
Mr. Sasaki of Maximum Food Service?
Yamazaki hired you?
Yamazaki?
Or Shibata?!
A lot of enemies, huh?
Hurt me and your enemy'll be a massive organization.
I suppose you're right.
What do you want?
Something extremely simple. No sweat for me this time.
What?
That woman you're seeing.
The model you're thinking of marrying.
Yeah?
All you have to do is break up.
You only want her dad's connections.
And if I say no?
If you say no, killing you is on the table.
How about that homely girl you've been hiding for three months?
Now she's marriage material.
Alright. I'll break up.
I got given chocolates. Want some?
No, I'm fine.
They're good ones.
Okay.
So? Work going well?
Thankfully, yes.
You're a natural negotiator, Kida.
A reliable employee.
Not a praiseworthy job though.
"All professions are honorable."
Is this a "profession"?
Sure. Without people like us, the world stops spinning.
You play your part well.
Can't put it on my resume.
Yeah, you got me there.
Kida, what are you doing this job for?
What for? I'm not sure. To put food on my table?
That's bull.
Seems to me you don't care about yourself.
No good food or fancy cars for you.
That's not true. I've got wants. I want good food...
But chain restaurants' spaghetti is heavenly to me.
I've never had anything tastier yet.
You're satisfied way too easily.
I'm heading out.
Kida.
Lots on the go, huh?
Well, you're free to do whatever you want.
When you come to a dangerous bridge...
...you ought to cross it for your own sake.
I know.
I wonder why Makoto is so into practical jokes.
When his dad left him, his mom got chronic hiccups.
Hiccups?
From stress. Like a mental illness.
He was just a kid, but did his best to stop them.
By surprising her?
Eventually, his mom's illness got worse,
till she killed herself.
That's so sad.
His practical jokes
are like an outburst of love, or gauging others' love, if you ask me.
"If you ask me"? You sound so stuck up!
Shut up.
Hey Kida, do you ever feel lonesome?
Feel lonely?
Not lonely, lonesome.
Same thing.
No they're not.
Telling somebody how you feel sure isn't easy.
"Press button"
"Please wait"
What's wrong?
Kida?
It'll turn red.
I always wanted to tell you...
I thought today wasn't the right time, but...
What?
Well...
Yotchi...
I like you.
You know, I like you a lot too.
But...you're a tiny bit too late.
You're too late.
Without you and Makoto, I doubt I'd be alive today.
Don't exaggerate.
To me, you and Makoto are truly...
...as special as angels.
I'd be lost without you two.
Corny words like "Thanks" or "I owe you" aren't enough.
When I was a kid,
I thought I'd marry you and Makoto, and we'd all live happily ever after.
But when I grew up, I realized I couldn't.
So I decided.
If you or Makoto... could one day...
...love me as a woman...
...and tell me you love me, I'd go wherever fate guided me.
I was...too late, huh?
Two days ago. Out of the blue.
Aha.
Please.
I'm begging you.
Makoto! I couldn't wait to see you...
Today...
Makoto, let's go.
Please.
Alright.
Sorry.
Hurry up.
What's up? You okay?
I'm so excited! I haven't had French here for a while.
Great.
White wine first? How about an expensive one?
Wait. What day is it today?
Wednesday.
Maybe I booked for Thursday.
How could you? I told you I was looking forward to this!
Don't worry. It's today.
Really?
It's today. Sorry.
Just as well. Alright, I'll forgive you.
Kida.
Handle this with care.
"What's wrong with being pretty?"
What I asked for?
A little early. My Christmas present to you.
Thanks.
Your proposal's coming up soon.
It sure is.
Sorry.
If next year's alright, I'll leave it to you.
For now, just give my thanks to the CEO.
That's all. Good luck.
Business is good?
Kinda.
People counting on you?
Surprisingly, I don't care.
Surprisingly, huh.
Surprisingly.
Some wine?
Thanks.
Sit down.
What was that?!
A remote-controlled explosion test.
Don't use me!
You're my best guinea pig!
Honestly, you never change...
Next is...Christmas Eve.
Great reaction.
- Whoa, whoa! - There's a signal! I keep telling you.
It's useless.
It's useful. Signals are.
Gotta use the button to make it feel useful? I know.
Yeah. I mean, You wouldn't like it.
Like what?
If I died.
Would you?
Hey, roast chicken for our Christmas party?
Nice. Who'll buy it? Somebody needs to wait for everybody.
You stay home. I'll go buy it.
A "cheep" one?
No dad jokes!
- Dumbass. - It'll break!
Kida, Kida. Listen...
I'm gonna propose to Yotchi. Help me out?
With a sweet surprise.
Call it a... "marriage proposal master plan"!
What?
Crappy title.
No good?!
What's the plan?
On the day of our Christmas party, Yotchi'll buy chicken.
On her way home, she'll have to pass by the square near the signal.
That's where we'll set off skyrockets.
"In winter"? That's crucial.
Then, beneath the fireworks, I'll hand Yotchi her ring.
I want you to set off the skyrockets for me. Help me out!
That's all.
Alright.
Thanks! Also, I got you a Santa costume.
- Why? - Mood's important. It's everything!
Excuse me, excuse me.
Geez, dude.
Whoa!
I thought she'd like this. Think she will?
You bet your ass she will!
Watch it!
That looks great!
Hard to move in this.
Forget that, I'm counting on you, best bud.
Yotchi'll be here soon.
- Really? - Hurry.
I'm hurrying.
You did all this?
- Cool, huh? - Really cool. Way to go.
Yotchi's late.
I'll go get her.
This way please! The show starts soon!
Entry's free!
- It's Lisa! - She's so pretty!
Uptown FM Special Christmas Night, public live broadcast!
How was your dad's party?
Exhausting. So annoying.
Oh dear.
But my tiredness just blew away.
Why?
You booked this lovely room.
Close to the event venue, and I can be with you till it starts.
Got a cable to connect a computer?
I think so.
Also, we'll have a special guest joining us!
We sure will. I'm such a big, big fan of Lisa too...
Let's count down from five seconds!
Ready?
"Connect to internet"
Hey, you planned this a while ago?
I mean, you have to book early for Christmas here.
A live feed?
It's our anniversary.
Our anniversary? Christmas?
Hey, what's going on?
Well, it suddenly switched. I don't know why either.
Was this in the script? I'll go check.
Look into it, okay?
Sorry.
Do you remember?
When we first met.
Three years ago, right?
Wrong.
It was 10 years ago.
I don't get it.
We met 10 years ago.
At the body shop.
I was working there.
You brought a damaged bright red luxury car, remember?
Don't lie. You would've been a college student then.
I lied about going to college.
Of course you did.
No way you could go to college.
I lied about being an elite student.
I was just a mechanic. Then you came along.
I don't believe you.
Back then, I asked you out to dinner. Remember?
I don't.
"With a guy like you?", you said.
For you.
Remembered?
No way...
A week later, I quit my job,
saved like crazy, and bought a company.
I worked myself to the bone, till I could at least enter your world.
You couldn't do that.
But I did.
To be with you.
Everything I did was for this day...
That's amazing.
That's amazing! You did all that to be with me?
Pull the string connected to the flower.
How? Where is it?
What'll happen?
Want me to guess?
If you can.
A ring'll pop out?
Then you'll surprise me by saying "Marry me." So exciting!
Maybe.
I was right... This is for me?
A surprise proposal?!
- They're loving it. - All's well that ends well, huh?
I'm so happy.
No one's done so much for me. Only you, Makoto.
No.
This ring isn't for you, Lisa.
This is my present to you.
What is it?
A headlight fragment.
A headlight...?
What does it mean?
What's this?
Me and my best friend...
...and a dog.
You hit one, remember? A dog.
With your car, you said.
There he is.
Makoto! Hurry your ass up! What are you doing?!
We waited for the driver who hit Yotchi to get caught.
Stop babbling.
But two months went by without any word from the police.
It never made the newspapers, or the TV news.
Then two months after,
you came to the body shop.
The headlight fragment matched your car.
You thought your father didn't know, but in fact...
...he knew every single detail.
What is this?
So he didn't have the car scrapped.
Let's trash the car.
- We can't. Too risky. - Why, sir?
Asking to junk a luxury car with that kind of damage
would make a dealer suspicious.
Hello, Miyazawa Auto.
Yes, that's me.
We got a phone call soon after.
"Tell no one," we were told.
Your father's a perfectionist.
He forced the body shop out with his road development plan,
and shut it down fast.
Influence is amazing!
The elementary, junior high, and high school we went to
were erased by your father's power.
Yotchi's personal, residential, and hospital records
were all...
...deleted.
All proof of the accident is gone.
Your father made sure... all proof that Yotchi existed is gone!
So what?
There's one thing I want to ask.
What?
You remember?
Yotchi.
- I don't. - You do.
- I said I don't. - You do.
Screw you! I said I don't!
Don't tell me that!
God.
Okay, if I say I hit her, what'll you do? Will that satisfy you?
Then I'll say it. I hit her.
I hit her alright. Too bad! She leapt out and I couldn't help it.
It wasn't my fault.
If you hit somebody, the driver gets all the blame!
She leapt out and died instantly. There was nothing I could do.
No way am I gonna let some bitch with a death wish ruin my life!
Are we done here?
I'll make Lisa confess in front of thousands.
Even her father won't be able to silence that many people.
When she confesses, all those people will wonder, "Who's Yotchi?"
Thanks to their curiosity, Yotchi will continue to exist.
That's your plan's climax?
No. After that, I'll go give Yotchi her ring.
You mean...
I need something from you first.
This is insane.
I helped you so you could get a confession.
- You'll do it? - I can't!
- Why not? - You know why!
It makes no sense! This revenge is pointless!
Not revenge. I don't hate Lisa or her father.
Then why?!
I can't stop thinking about it!
The ring.
I don't know...
...how Yotchi would've reacted.
It's been bugging me all this time.
I want her to have it.
Please.
I'm begging you.
Makoto! I couldn't wait to see you...
Today...
Makoto, let's go.
Please.
Alright.
Sorry.
Hurry up.
- You okay? - I'm fine.
Sorry! Sorry! Excuse me. This is urgent, sir.
Your daughter. Your daughter...
I hit her. I hit her alright. Too bad!
Stop this now!
We can't stop a live stream...
This is already over.
I'm sure Papa's taken care of everything.
Nothing's going to change.
After all you did. You even became a CEO? You're obsessed.
What was this lousy act all for?
Anyway, who cares?
A dumb bitch dying makes no goddamn difference!
Damn you to hell!
Yotchi was terrified of being forgotten. I won't let her be erased!
I don't care! Get off me! You're deranged!
Being wiped from existence... must feel lonesome.
Get off me... You're deranged!
Get off me!
What's this?
A bomb?!
What do you want?! Revenge?!
Hey....
Revenge?
Not that.
What then?!
Hey! Makoto, answer me!
Hey, are you listening?!
It's been 10 years already.
Time I gave this to you.
You're not making sense! Hey!
You hear me?
Blame Papa, not me! He told me to leave her! So...
Blame Papa, not me!
You hear me?!
Gotta use the button...
...to make it feel useful.
This isn't fair. Don't do this! I don't want to die.
This isn't fair!
Makoto! I know you're in there!
Hey.
Yotchi.
That's enough! You've done enough, Makoto!
No!
Open up!
Makoto!
Merry Christmas.
Did she accept the ring?
Come on.
This is a first.
What is?
You taking my hand, Makoto.
Don't like it?
If I didn't, I'd karate-chop you.
Hey, you know what Kida did?
What, Kida? Again?
Again.