After the Storm Page #7

and I really appreciate that.

But Ryota isn't cut out to have a family.

I hoped having a baby would change him.

In that sense,

he turned out just like his father.

I'm sorry.

No, I owe you the apology.

The subject is closed.

So, no more sushi parties.

No, let's have another one.

Can we? Let's go to a sushi place where

they don't serve it on a conveyor belt.

Yes. Next time, it's my treat.

That makes me so happy.

This.

His umbilical cord.

SHINGO:

I kept it after we took him

on his first shrine visit.

You're right.

From now on, you should keep it.

I will.

I really just can't...

understand

why things turned out like this.

And look at his terrible handwriting.

We should have asked his father

to write it.

He only inherited my bad handwriting.

Something just flew by.

A plastic bag?

An umbrella.

Someone's there.

Really?

Just kidding.

Whatever.

Time for a snack?

Yes.

DISCOUNTED RICE CRACKERS

A little stale.

But still tasty.

Shingo, do you remember your grandpa?

Yeah. He was nice to me.

But you didn't like him, right?

Why?

That's what Grandpa told me.

That's not true.

It's just that...

we had a fight.

Why?

Because...

Probably because I became a novelist.

Shingo, what do you want to be

when you grow up?

A civil servant.

Not a professional baseball player?

I could never be that.

Why not?

You don't know if you don't try.

I'm sure.

What did you want to be?

Are you who you wanted to be?

I'm not...

who I want to be yet.

But, you know...

it doesn't matter whether

I've become what I wanted.

What matters...

is to live my life

trying to become what I want to be.

Is that true?

It's true.

It's true, it's true.

It's true.

Shingo, are you in there?

It's Mom.

What are you doing?

Come on in, Mom. You'll be dry in here.

Come on in.

My favorite umbrella ruined.

Let's go back. Grandma's worried.

So soon?

This isn't how

it was supposed to turn out.

That's right.

We were supposed to go right home.

That's not what I'm talking about.

It's really true.

This isn't how

it was supposed to turn out.

Don't fall.

I already made up my mind.

Let us move on.

Do you understand?

I understand.

I always understood.

Coffee at this hour

will keep you up all night.

I won't sleep anyway.

That's not good for you.

You're still a child.

Not fair.

Sometimes I'm a kid,

sometimes I'm a grown-up.

When did I say you're a grown-up?

The other day, you said to me,

You're not a child anymore.

Pretend to enjoy yourself."

After your date.

That's confusing, isn't it?

You shut up.

Did you have to bring that up now?

What's wrong?

I cant find my lottery tickets.

Maybe I dropped them.

Just forget about them.

They're for 300 million yen.

Cut it out!

You're not going to win anyway!

Silly you.

You always win at least 300 yen.

What? Really?

Find them?

Found one!

How many, Shingo?

Two.

Two down.

- Kyoko?

- Found one.

Four more!

Typhoon Number 24 has headed north

and is now over Hokkaido.

More than 120 people

were injured across the nation,

and public transportation

was impacted as well.

Al 9:
30 p.m. last night, the river in...

See? You were right to spend the night.

Yes, we were.

Here.

What's that?

It was your father's.

Your shirt hasn't dried yet.

Wear this instead.

I thought you threw them all out.

It's just this one I forgot to throw out.

It might be a little small for you, but...

It will look good on you.

- Seconds'?

- Yes, please.

I thought it was a lottery ticket.

Look. It's Grandma.

Time to get back to work.

This is worth...

300,000 yen.

It's a fine inkstone.

Dear, could you bring that here?

Coming.

Your father gave it to me.

He said, It's a first edition

that will be worth a lot someday.

- My old man?

- Yeah. He must've been so proud.

THE EMPTY TABLE:

I heard he handed out free copies

to all the neighborhood shops.

Dear, let's ask him.

You're right.

Could you autograph your book

with this ink and brush?

Sure.

You've got yourself a fine son.

Dad's here.

He's here?

Sorry to keep you waiting.

The lottery tickets are all yours.

Really?

Yeah.

See you here again next month.

And you can pay me 150,000 yen...

Three months' worth.

Don't worry.

Take care, Shingo.

See you.

Bye, then.

Let me carry the cleats.

At your next game, hit a home run.

No walks.

I like drawing walks.

You do?

What kind of future was I dreaming of?

So long to myself from yesterday

I look above

and see a vapor trail streaking by

Where should I go home to?

Maybe I haven't lost a thing at all

So long to myself from yesterday

I close my eyes and call out

I see your face from days long past!

Hey, hey, I still remember you

Hey, hey, HI never forge! you

I thought

I heard someone cal! out my name

I turn around, bu! you're not there

Hey, hey, I still remember you

Hey, hey, HI never forge! you

Hey, hey, even in times

When I couldn't believe in myself

You were the only one

Who believed in me

What kind of future was I dreaming of?

Hello again lo myself of tomorrow

I won 't be able to let myself go

So I'll take another step forward

Another step forward

Just one more step forward

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