Gonin Saga Page #2

Bar Hisamatsu

I'm home.

I'm going up now.

Don't drink too much.

Your father...

He died protecting Ogoshi.

He was no spineless coward.

I'm glad you don't take after him.

Hurry up and get married,

and take over this bar.

You sure?

Of course I am.

Take your dad's tropical fish, too.

All of this is yours.

If I took over,

we'd serve food during the day,

and fine wines at night.

Good idea.

Your dad liked wine, too.

Good night.

19 years after the raid

Birds Disco

Out of business

19 years after the raid

Nursing Home 1-Life

Entrance Fees

20 million up front

or 400,000 per month

The chandelier came loose

in the big earthquake.

That's scary!

Was anyone hurt?

It was before we opened,

fortunately.

It must've been scary.

We were talking about

tearing down Birds and putting up...

an amusement building.

Then I met you, Yurika.

- So you chose here?

- Right.

We'll celebrate the new building,

and our wedding.

I won't invite my father,

or his associates.

Why not?

It's our wedding reception,

not my succession.

Your succession?

Oh no, I mean, well...

Hey, did you listen to the CD?

Last Waltz.

- Too corny?

- No liked it.

But I'm surprised you like

that retro stuff.

First, one of my agency's bands

will warm up the crowd.

Then several other bridal couples

will tango and waltz with us.

All dancing to a medley

of your favourite waltzes.

This will play on the screen.

Finally, we'll dance alone

to Last Waltz.

That's wonderful!

Thank you.

Won't people make fun of us

for being old-fashioned?

They won't.

They'll bust a gut.

Who listens to waltzes these days?

I'm sorry! I stopped her...

Excuse me. He's busy.

What's so great about that

dumb b*tch?

Another girl to extort

with sex photos?

- Daisuke.

- I'm sorry.

Forget her. Give mine back

and I'll leave.

What's all this?

Give me a break.

Asami, let's go.

I hate you, too!

Why are you protecting him?!

Please.

Listen, Yurika.

You go ahead.

Sorry. Daisuke.

- Yes sir?

- Take her.

Let's go.

It'll be fine.

- Bye bye!

- Hey...

How dare you talk sh*t around Yurika!

Don't hit me.

I'm expensive property.

You f***ing whore.

You f***ing whore!

I'll stop hitting you.

I'll give you a hug.

So don't embarrass me.

She's not like us.

Give... them back!

I said I trashed them!

Unlike my father,

they're worthless to me.

- Bullshit! Get them!

- What's the big deal?

Your body's still sellable.

Especially as an ex-idol.

Drooling morons'll pay cash for you!

You're kidding me.

You ruined my life...

but get 'em and I'll go!

Hey...

- Hug me more...

- Drop it!

Please.

Whore, you're lucky

you're still alive!

You're a washed-up ex-celebrity.

You think you're still hot,

always asking for money.

You need help.

I'm sorry. Forget this.

Let's go.

Ain't you lucky? Pretty soon,

you'll want one of these, too...

Asami!

Daisuke!

I'm sorry!

Tonight, watch her

so she doesn't try to stalk me.

She's lonely.

I'll take you. Huh?

Asami?

Kapow! Bang!

Boom! Ratatat-tat!

What the hell's this?

Goddamit!

Where are you?

It's dangerous.

Why'd you come down here?

Asami?

You scared me!

I played here when I was little.

- Hide and seek.

- When you were little?

Aren't you gonna console me?

Don't like sluts?

Or are you scared of Seiji?

He owns me.

He owns you, huh?

Let's get out of here.

It's filthy.

Do you know what he says about you?

"That moron wants to rebuild

the Okoshi-gumi, but he never will.

"He and his mom

were expelled for life.

"They should be grateful

we let them eat.

"He's just a driver,

and that's all he'll ever be."

Hey. Will you help me?

Not alone.

I'll be your accomplice.

I'll do anything you want.

I want to take back my life

from Matsuura's operation.

What do you mean, "your life"?

I tell you, you're in.

You refuse, you die.

Fine with me.

Ever seen my pink

photo sticker diary?

Photo stickers?

Like back in the day, huh?

I want them to return it.

It's... what's the word?

Collateral, for a loan.

It's locked in a vault

for loan contracts.

If I can get it back...

Know it?

Seiji's shield.

The Goseikai's hidden vault.

Black market cash.

Kaido Legal Advice Bureau...

Right?

Outwardly, it's the office of

the Goseikai's lawyer, Kaido,

but it's really an illegal

loan sharking operation.

Walk in,

and up front it's a

legal advice bureau.

At the back, there's a counter

of exchange booths.

The vault's behind them.

Those who seek "advice"...

are actually deadbeats

unable to get credit elsewhere,

who are given cards immediately.

They take their cards

to a booth called G&P,

where they buy gold or platinum,

and exchange it for cash.

This is Heaven for people

in financial purgatory.

- I'm insolvent.

- You shoulda said so!

We'll make you a card.

Buy for 200...

- Fill this in.

- sell for 100.

50% interest per 10 days?

Sh*t!

Can you believe it?

They blackmailed me with

a video of my rape.

The media revealed I'm a mistress.

- Your pink diary?

- A memory card inside.

Wanna see it?

If you get it, you can.

Another guy wants it more.

He's your fan, Asami.

He's a fan of yours.

A fan? I've still got one?

I'll take you.

Sir, we're closing.

I'm a freelance reporter.

I was hoping...

to ask about your husband.

My husband?

Mr. Hisamatsu, correct?

I need your help.

What's this about?

I'm closing up soon.

I'm not a vulture.

I want to know your struggles.

Our struggles?

My husband was a gangster.

They called him a menace to society.

He was murdered.

He was a victim!

You want to slander him too.

Go on, leave!

Listen, that's not my intention.

Scum like you hanging around

drives my customers away!

Get out! Come on.

Now, now!

There! Go, go!

I don't need your money.

Get out!

Yeah, and don't come back. Go!

I don't wanna go home!

- Why drink so much?

- It's not my fault.

It's not my fault.

Sh*t, I don't wanna go home!

Got the key?

We're here, sir.

Good night.

F*** it.

19 years.

Few are left who

know what happened.

I visited the wife of Hisamatsu,

the Okoshi-gumi's lieutenant.

She kicked me out.

My father arrived in a patrol car...

On the scene...

Shots fired!

Kuma!

Who killed him?

That's all...

I want to know...

My mother thought you

might know something...

She...

Keiichi!

Keiichi! Keiichi!

Darling, don't die!

Don't die!

She soon joined him.

That poor woman...

I'm sorry...

to keep bothering you.

Crimson flower,

trampled underfoot

A love song begins to play

- That day, that time...

- Who are you?

- Where has it gone?

- You're Mr. Hizu.

- A vanished silhouette

- Aren't you?

Excuse me.

I'm sorry. Come in.

My apologies for the other day.

No, I'm the one who should apologise.

What'll you have?

Sit, please.

Being a reporter, you must know

what the cops know.

Like who killed who.

Would you mind telling me?

They're all dead,

so nobody knows when,

where or how,

but Bandai assembled them.

What's this?

- Mikihiko Bandai was the ringleader.

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