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- 2015
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like shio-daifuku.
The concept of reversal.
So, hovv about... salted dorayaki?
It's worth trying.
Boss, thanks.
You were kind to me.
I had a great time.
Boss...
I'll be all right.
Boss...
smile when something is delicious.
I enjoyed it so much.
It was pure pleasure.
The cherry tree was beautiful.
That was the beginning,
cherry blossom time.
Dear Tokue Yoshii,
To be frank,
for entirely different reasons,
I too spent time apart from society.
Three years before / came to the shop...
I was working at a pub.
Trying to mediate a fight,
I turned violent...
and I left one person
with a severe disability.
While I was in prison,
my mother came to visit.
But...
she died before I was released.
I couldn't hear her stories.
I haven't been able
to hear anyone-'s stories.
- No good?
-Too salty.
I used too much.
It's tricky.
I think ifs good.
Yeah.
Well, then,
hovv about this?
This is salt
that was dried
under the light of a full moon.
It's from a southern island.
There are all kinds.
Pour me some.
A little more.
Hey, there. Excuse us.
This is the manager, Sentaro.
Hi.
I've been thinking things over.
It's very sudden,
but I'd like you to vvork with this kid.
He's my nephew.
He worked in a restaurant,
but he ran into some personal problems.
You know hovv touchy cooks can be.
So I Want to remodel the shop next month,
and we'll add grilled okonomiyaki
to the menu.
Sweet and salty pancakes, that's the idea.
Remodel?
There are lots of students around here.
You would get along with him, right?
- Hang on a sec.
-I know.
But this shop carft stay as it is.
I've loved him since he was a baby,
so when he began training as a chef,
Worft you accept this,
as the wish of the owner?
But I...
You Want to continue making dorayaki,
right?
You can train the future owner
While you do.
Right?
Novv, Wakato, make a proper greeting.
In your debt...
What do you think?
We'll put the griddle here.
And you can make the dorayaki over here.
It will be a big improvement.
- Young people are always hungry.
-Sweet.
Dorayaki are always sweet.
Dorayaki.
Come and get 'em.
Dorayaki.
Dorayaki.
Boss?
I thought I'd find you here.
I looked all over for you.
Are you all right?
Let's go.
Yoshiko.
Hello.
Ah...
Tokue has died.
Three days ago.
Tokue died of...
pneumonia.
Tokue's feelings...
connected with you.
Excuse us,
Tokue.
Come in.
She would be pleased
to know you have these.
TOKUE:
And this.
Tokue...
gave me this before
they took her to the hospital.
She said it was for the boss and Wakana.
Is it recording?
It seems to be.
I'm not sure that this will get to you,
but I hope so.
First, Wakana.
I have to apologize.
I promised to take care of IV/arvy,
but in fact / quickly let him go.
As / listened to him sing,
Let me go.
I'm sorry.
As you know, / didn't have any children.
I became pregnant,
but I wasn't allowed to have the baby.
When / first saw you, boss,
it was on my weekly walk,
drawn by the sweet fragrance in the air.
There / saw your face.
Your eyes were very sad.
It was a gaze
that made me want to ask you,
Why do you suffer so?
Because / once had a gaze like that.
It was the look I had when I thought
I'd never g0 outside the fence.
It was as if I was drawn to your shop
when / found myself standing there.
If my child had been born,
it would now be about your age, boss.
You know,
the full moon whispered to me that day.
I wanted you to see me.
That's why/ was shining.
We carft have gravestones.
So when any one of us dies...
vve plant one tree.
This is Tokue's tree.
We all agreed to plant a cherry tree.
You know, boss.
We were born into this world
to see it and to listen to it.
Since that's the case,
we don't have to be someone.
We have, each of us has,
meaning to our life.
Bye-bye.
Dorayaki!
Come and get 'em!
Dorayaki!
Come and get 'em!
I'd like some dorayaki.
Ten, please.
Does that make ten?
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