Yumeji Page #4

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also waiting for the train.

I'm sorry for all the trouble.

My name is Hikono Kasai.

Where are you from?

- Tokyo.

- Tokyo? I see.

May I have his name?

The master...

My name?

I'm nameless.

Mr Nameless.

I'm in Kanazawa.

I have a fever.

A fever? Where in Kanazawa?

Someone's mansion.

Someone? Who?

I don't know. He's nameless.

Nameless?

Can't you tell me?

A man?

I really don't know.

You're being cared for

by a stranger?

He saved me

when I fell ill and fainted.

When can you come?

Tomorrow or the day after.

Very soon.

Ah.

What?

Is something wrong?

- Why?

- Because...

- The master?

- He isn't back.

Where is he?

At the cabaret in town,

playing with hostesses.

There's a waterfall

in the garden. A nice place.

Is he single?

What does he do?

Many things.

He shoots guns.

A lot of people dislike him.

He doesn't look so scary.

He's a man.

I raised him.

This is his Kanazawa villa.

His home is a mansion.

He has a wife there?

Eat well.

"Thank you, Mr Nameless."

That was Hikono!

- You know her?

- You don't know who she is?

Hold on! Not again!

She was resting up here, that's all.

You can't go to Yumeji.

You met the wrong guy.

Why don't you ask him

to spare Yumeji?

You're so sophisticated.

Can't I go to Mr Takehisa?

Sure. Go ahead.

I'll kill him before your eyes.

Is he safe, so long as I stay here?

That depends on you.

Promise me.

You have big eyes.

Beautiful lips.

You were going

to make love to Yumeji?

Say something.

You stopped me going to him

because you hate

to underrate your wife.

You don't want me to see her...

...because you love her.

Let go of me.

If I can save him...

I'm a woman of Tokyo.

I know. I'll put him to work.

Not on your picture.

A picture of my wife and me.

Then...

You're going to shoot him?

After he paints the picture.

What kind of picture?

How rude!

Soft, gentle red.

It spares the cup

a heavy decorative colour.

What kind of artist could give it

such a delicate touch?

Enjoy beauty while you can.

It won't last long.

You'll get bored and sell it off.

That's its destiny.

Women, too?

I didn't say that.

I'm talking about pottery.

I'm bothering you. Excuse me.

Stay there.

I need a model.

Me?

At my age?

No. I'm afraid.

Don't be.

Is this just the natural flow?

Something else to enjoy about life.

Wait a minute.

Who are you?

Yumeji, Gyoshu's arch rival.

- Is this my work?

- Yes.

I hate this kind of picture!

Stop it!

You're joking!

You've always felt inferior to him.

Look inside yourself.

- Who are you?

- Yumeji. And you?

- Yumeji.

- Yumeji in Kanazawa.

- What?

- I'm Yumeji, the vagabond.

Put this fan on the screen.

Even now, you still hesitate.

Move it!

To the right! To the left!

Like making love in your youth.

Out of the way!

I'm back.

Yumeji.

Who were those people?

This is my Kaga silk

bridal kimono.

Meetings and partings made while

taking a trip are too soon forgotten.

They're Yumejis!

Three...

Four... Five...

Ten of them!

Each version of you

is struggling hard to survive.

No face!

A face?

Pearl White,

Mary Pickford, Lillian Gish,

Gloria Swanson,

Alla Nazimova, Pola Negri...

You've been looking for me, right?

I'm back.

We're holding a party tonight!

The resurrection of Wakiya.

Call in the geisha!

Yumeji, too, along with them!

It's Easter for Mr Wakiya!

Hurrah for Easter!

We don't want Devil Matsu to attack!

Please, no!

Come on, girls,

what are you scared of?

Yes!

She's right!

There's nothing to worry about!

Devil Matsu is only after Mr Wakiya.

We're safe.

The police are all around the house!

They're waiting for the killer!

Getting all scared like this!

No need to be so silly.

If he dares to show his face...

He will, for sure.

I'm scared! I'm scared!

What will you do?

- I'll kill him.

- Kill Who?

- Devil Matsu or Yumeji?

- Both of them.

Don't plan murder here, thank you.

I'm still a policeman.

I can't switch off my ears.

You're crazy!

You're jealous

because of the porn picture!

I gave you my sleeve once.

I'll give you the other one today.

Little birdie, eat my cherry

Take a look.

With humble pleasure!

Thank you for tonight.

Send for us again.

Does your wound hurt?

Yes, it does.

Your heart too?

The two of them...

What are they doing back there?

Are you going to shoot Yumeji

after he paints the picture?

Yes.

- You'll kill him?

- Yes!

- He really means it.

- It seems that way.

I don't like that.

That doesn't sit well with me!

Why not?

Because I love that playboy.

Then to watch him die.

No! He can't die!

If he dies,

he can't make love to me.

I thought you loved Gyoshu.

No!

Women!

What is it?

Just my imagination.

He's finally going to shoot me.

You don't look afraid.

You were soared before.

I can't really explain it,

but I have no image of death.

As if I'm a kid who doesn't

know the terror of death.

You're going to kill Wakiya?

Yes.

Don't do it.

Kill me instead.

I'll die.

But before that

I'll cry as loud as I can.

I'll call the police.

- I'll cut your throat.

- Leave him alone. Please!

You want to die?

You could die for that scoundrel?

The reason is inside me.

Try to understand.

Inside you?

I don't understand.

- Do you?

- No.

What's your problem?

How to sign that picture.

'Yumeji' means Dream 2.

How about 'Yumezo', Dream 3?

You like it?

Do you?

No idea.

I don't understand

Women are a mystery

No idea.

Give me wine!

'Yumeji'.

'Yumezo'.

Dream 3.

Dream 2.

Mr Dream.

I don't understand.

It all seems pretty silly to me.

I'm leaving.

But... you two are coming with me.

Devil Matsu came.

Finally.

He left with Yumeji and Tomoyo.

Where to?

The porn picture?

A sleeveless bridal kimono.

Quite a clever idea.

He's cheap but talented.

Where did they go?

They'll be back,

Yumeji and Tomoyo, like I was.

Where are we going?

The world beyond.

You mean the afterlife?

Yep.

I haven't got the guts to die alone.

I need your help.

If I'm caught,

I'll be hanged anyway.

I'll do better

taking care of myself.

When I'm hanging from the tree,

you two pull my legs down.

No...

But...

After I hang...

Even if I cry for help,

don't listen to me.

Just pull me down.

Why kill yourself?

I failed to kill Wakiya tonight.

That's the end of it.

I don't want to sacrifice

another woman to kill him.

I'm finished.

Row.

Damn it!

A dying man sneezes.

I'm sorry.

I'll leave a poem behind.

As a token of apology

for the trouble I caused.

Write it down.

- Ready?

- Go ahead.

No regrets...

No regrets...

...do I have in this world

...do I have in this world

But I do wish I hadn't failed

But I do wish I hadn't failed

Failed?

You mean you wanted

to kill Mr Wakiya?

Yes.

He's dead.

Let's run.

Let's run.

Let's run.

Where to?

Let's run.

Where to, and how?

Why run?

Let's run.

I'll change my clothes.

This kimono would attract attention.

I'll be back.

Wait here.

Let's run.

Where are you, Yumeji?

Hikono is here.

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