Anchiporuno

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I won't say it's my birthday.

I should be...

Dammit...

Nothing's going right.

Not at all.

Not one bit.

But that's not my fault!

What should I do?

I'm falling apart.

I might be done for.

That's not my fault!

I'll brush my teeth! My lovely teeth!

Yes, I'll wear cheerful clothes!

Something that feels good, like this.

I remember when I had nothing.

Nothing at all.

It's a mistake I'm here now.

But why is that my fault?

Are you well, sister?

Is it sunny in heaven?

No butterflies.

Butterflies are free.

The lizard in this bottle can never escape.

It's grown too big for it.

The butterflies left.

I'm a virgin.

A virgin, but a whore.

A whore, but a virgin.

I must be one or the other.

But women lose their virginity.

Not just whores.

F*** her more.

Harder.

Much harder!

Much more!

Much more!

Much more!

Much harder!

Much more!

Much more!

Much more!

Have I sh*t yet today?

Not yet.

I've hardly pissed either.

Pissing and shitting are important.

All I did was vomit.

That's so good!

Oh! You were there the whole time?

What are you doing?

Me? I'm always alone. Aren't you too?

No, I'm not like you. I'm

an independent woman.

Alone and independent are

completely different!

Good morning.

'Morning.

What's wrong? It's a nice day.

You look gloomy.

Okay! Read me today's schedule.

From 10:
30 am,

an interview with fashion magazine Celine.

By Watanabe, the editor.

Cover photo shoot too.

That b*tch? Who's the photographer?

One Hundred.

That weird-named windbag?

From 11:
30 am, TV travel show Canoe Chime.

From 12 am, a lunch meeting

with Bungei Shunju.

Then a New York Times interview.

From 1 pm, a Gendai Bijutsu interview

and cover shoot.

This woman...

And this woman...

How unsightly their faces are.

They lack ambition.

From 3 pm, a meeting...

These paintings need stronger subjects.

They fail.

This woman has no menace. No sex appeal.

Above all, no sincerity.

No sincerity for Eros.

No Thanatos in her eyes.

I sense no demonic impulse,

no devotion to Mephistopheles.

From 5 pm, a TV documentary:

"Capturing Kyoko as a Creator."

Who was the model? Who was it?

Mitsuko Sake.

That dumb skank?

No wonder it looks ugly.

That b*tch who spits and

swears at everybody?

She can't act for sh*t,

but takes an eternity to get made up.

She's no actress. Nor a woman.

Nor a tranny.

She's lower than a rat.

Ma'am, your doctor said...

Shut your mouth, hag!

Hey old b*tch. What would you know?

You can't understand my struggle,

you old b*tch.

Sundays are too dreary.

Are you a sad purple

whore with immortal crystal eyes?

Are you a whore?!

Could you be one?

I'd like to.

You'd like to?

Yes. I'd like to be a whore.

You can't be a whore!

You've got no purity.

You just foam at the mouth.

Know what "whore" means?

Only women so pure

it breaks their heart can be whores.

This actress...

can't play a whore!

Ma'am, your precious art...

This is precious?! This?

Watch this.

Ma'am, please stop!

You're not angry.

I live for you, ma'am.

Good luck with that!

On your knees.

Yes ma'am.

Get on all fours!

Bark like a dog!

Bark more!

Walk like a dog!

Bark!

Yeah! You need a collar!

Good girl!

Good good good!

Un, deux, trois!

Yeah, stay in rhythm.

Un, deux, trois!

Un, deux, trois!

Un, deux, trois!

Want to be a whore?

Ma'am...

I want to be a whore.

You do? You want to be a whore like me?!

I want to be a whore like you.

Lick me!

S-sorry?

Lick my legs!

Yes ma'am!

Lick them more.

While reading today's schedule.

Yes ma'am.

From. . 10:
30 am...

an interview with...

fashion magazine Celine...

"Row one hour...

From 11:
30 am...

TV travel show Canoe... Chime.

Bungei Shunju...

This is vile. Totally vile.

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Everything die!

It's punishment time.

Ma'am!

Ma'am!

You can't be a whore yet!

You're just a mutt!

You're lower than a dead cockroach!

Good to see you.

Editor Watanabe and One Hundred are here.

Long time no see, Kyoko.

You're killing it today. Awesome.

I wanted to meet you, Kyoko.

You're awesome! Exciting!

This is superb as always.

Her last show was a hit.

And her novel's amazing.

Model Emi Wakabayashi.

Actress Eriko. Delightful!

Machi Sawatari. Scary! Yumi Nikaido. Cute!

I'll shoot you here!

Hey! Bring me my damn camera!

This won't do. This color isn't real.

Hey mutt.

Mutt!

Yes ma'am?

Give me your blood.

Slit your wrist with that knife.

Oh my. Good lord. Exciting!

That's so... cool.

Only real blood is vivid enough.

Isn't that right, One Hundred?

Exhilarating!

Thrilling.

Okay! Slit it now.

I've slit it.

Come quickly!

Yes ma'am.

No, no.

On all fours, mutt.

Yes ma'am.

Noriko.

Your blood is quite tainted.

It's vile.

Dog's blood. It will only

ever be dog's blood.

You there!

Yes?

Give me your blood.

What? May I?!

Please do. Please grant her wish.

If you'd be so kind.

Ma'am, that's...

Wait. Do it. It's an honor.

It's lovely!

Exciting!

Slit it, slit it! Slit it right open.

Noriko, get naked!

Yes ma'am.

You've never known freedom.

Not with that body.

I see your lust beneath your lewd skin.

I'm sorry.

Get on all fours.

Receive her blood!

Yes ma'am.

Keep crawling, you lusty b*tch!

Yes ma'am.

Lovely.

This is lovely.

Hey you.

Rape that mutt!

A mutt released into a world of mutts.

Come on.

Do it quickly.

Quickly.

Do your worst.

Yes ma'am!

Quickly! Firmly!

Wetted by a dog's tongue.

What? Can't hear.

This will change the air.

Into a vacuum!

Okay, I'll shoot you now!

Ma'am, as a female author...

Drop female. I'm an author.

Japanese always add "female."

Female author, female potter,

female politician!

Men use such terms!

Men don't sit when they piss.

We always sit on the toilet.

They piss standing up.

Men even look down on toilets.

Forgive me.

You debuted as an author

and rose to stardom.

You began this unique style of work

one year ago.

To flesh out your characters.

You're amazing!

Put simply,

you start by painting

your characters on canvas.

Right? Just like this.

After thoroughly transferring

their essence to canvas,

they surround you,

and you at last begin to write your novel.

A bold method, much talked about.

Fantastic. A luxuriant technique.

What's more,

each one of these canvases

featuring your characters

is exhibited following

the publication of your novel.

We the public read your novels,

then encounter your characters

at your exhibition.

Such an emotional journey...

It intensifies the afterglow

from reading your novels.

To date, this style has

produced four novels and exhibitions.

You've made breakthroughs as a novelist,

and as a modern artist.

That's right! For my new novel,

I auditioned many actors,

and selected the most talented.

Don't say actresses? They're actors.

Actors.

I turn actors into my characters,

clothe them, and style their hair!

The bare trunk of

my synopsis branches out intricately!

Your new novel looks like another gem.

It'll be my best ever!

What is its theme?

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