Check out the translated video! What should I do…? Check on Okita. Attend to Iba. Go back to my tasks. Chizuru Yukimura: "...I'm going to check up on Okita." Hachiro Iba: "Wouldn’t he want to be left alone right now?" Chizuru Yukimura: "I know, but..." Isami Kondo: "No, please go after him." Chizuru Yukimura: "Kondo..." Isami Kondo: "Thank you for worrying about him, Yukimura." Chizuru Yukimura: “No, it’s nothing… Well then, if you'll excuse me.” I bow to Kondo and everyone else… And then left the room. I wonder where he went… He might have gone to kill Tani out of anger. No, I shouldn’t be thinking like that. ~NEXT SCENE~ I walked around the precincts as I was looking for Okita… Chizuru Yukimura: “...Ah” There stood Okita, glaring at a fixed point as if he was deep in thought. I can only imagine how much anger swirling inside his chest. If I don’t watch what say, I'm sure he might do more than just throw some harsher words my way. It might be better to leave him alone for now… But I remembered Kondo's expression from earlier and encouraged myself to approach him. Chizuru Yukimura: “Uhm—” Just when I tried to call out– Chizuru Yukimura: “H-Huh?” Okita, who was supposed to be nearby, suddenly disappeared. Where did he go? He couldn’t have gone too far. As I was thinking that. I was suddenly grabbed from behind. And just like that, I was pinned against the trunk of a cherry blossom tree. As I looked up I saw… ~Picture~ Souji Okita: "What the hell are you doing here? Did Hijikata order you to keep a watch on me or something? Chizuru Yukimura: “Ah…” He stared me down with cold burning flames in his eyes… Involuntarily, I felt my stomach drop. Chizuru Yukimura: "No... Hijikata has nothing to do with this." "I was just worried about you, Okita..." "So I came here looking for you on my own." Souji Okita: "...What are you worried about?" "That I'm going to kill Tani?" "If that were the case, you would have a really hard time trying to stop me." "And if I really wanted to kill him, I wouldn't have come here." "I would already have–." Chizuru Yukimura: "That’s not what I’m worried about." If I were to say something careless to him now… He might go and kill Tani immediately. With trembling lips, I carefully weave my words together. Chizuru Yukimura: "I'm worried about your illness..." I noticed that Okita's hand that was holding me down was trembling. Souji Okita: "That... You haven't told anyone, right? Not even Kondo?" His gaze that seems to be filled with murderous intent shoots through me. And I quietly nodded. Chizuru Yukimura: "...There's no way I would tell anyone.” When I said that, the strength in Okita's hand loosened slightly. Souji Okita: "...I see, that’s good." Okita finally let go of my shoulder. Souji Okita: "If you had even uttered a single about my illness to Kondo..." "I will never forgive you. I will really kill you." Chizuru Yukimura: "...I know." This isn’t one of his usual jokes. I’m sure he really means it. This time when he said he would kill… I just felt helpless and sad. Chizuru Yukimura: “Okita, earlier you said that you could die at any moment, but…” "It's not because you're negligenting your health, is it?" Souji Okita: "... Maybe, who knows." Okita is trying to hide his true emotions so that no one can know how he really feels… Chizuru Yukimura: "Because you can't be cut down, right?" "If you were to die, I..." Souji Okita: "Chizuru..." Okita stared at me for a while as if he was looking at something weird. But eventually… Souji Okita: "... You're really strange, you know that? Every day I've been practically nothing but mean." "And yet you still worry about my health." Chizuru Yukimura: “That’s because…” -His casual teasing maked me feel very sad. Souji Okita: "The only people who really care about me are Kondo and my sister..." “Shusai-sensei, Gen… and that pain-in-the-ass Hijikata.” "They are the only ones..." "But apparently, I should add you to that list as well." "Well, if you really want to worry, why don't you worry about yourself?" "I'm not going to die that easily." As Okita turned to leave. Chizuru Yukimura: “Uhm…” -I panicked and tried to stop him. Souji Okita: "Don't worry. I’m not planning on killing him just yet." "When I'm gonna kill Tani, I’ll be sure to do it out of sight, and without people ever finding out it was me." "Ah, that’s right, before I forget." "Thanks for worrying about me, Chizuru." He smiled as he thanked me… And then Okita just walked away. He seems to have a lot of thoughts about Tani… But at least Okita doesn't seem to be in a hurry to take care of him. I was a little relieved by that. ~NEXT SCENE~ And then the next day. After everyone finished eating breakfast and left for patrol. Chizuru Yukimura: “... Phew” After washing the bowls and pots that were used for breakfast, I took a deep breath. One of the other nice things that comes with spring, besides the beautiful cherry blossoms and young grasses– Is that the water isn’t as cold anymore when doing the dishes. Hachiro Iba: “Chizuru.” Chizuru Yukimura: "Oh, Iba. Good morning." “Are you here again today?” Hachiro Iba: "Yes. Since I'm in Kyoto, I've been wanting to come visit you all." "Was Okita okay after what happened yesterday?" Chizuru Yukimura: "Yes... Nothing has happened so far. I apologize for worrying you. Hachiro Iba: “Well, this all started because of the information I brought.” “I just hope Okita will calm down soon.” "What has Toshi been up to?" Chizuru Yukimura: "I think he’s probably working in his room..." "Shall I go get him for you?" Hachiro Iba: "No need, I don’t want to get in the way of his work." "I’ll go see him when he has his hand free." Just then… Souji Okita: "... Oh, Iba. You’re here today as well?" Hachiro Iba: "Good morning Okita." Souji Okita: “Do you have any other business other than what we talked about yesterday?” “The shogun retainers sure have a lot of free time. While we're struggling because of the lack of manpower." Hachiro Iba: "It's not like I had time to come to Kyoto..." “But even so, I have some flexibility when it comes to my work.” “Some Kyoto Shoshidai and other retainers of the shogun have asked me for various things.” Souji Okita: "Did they ask you to come here and find out the inner workings of the Shinsengumi?" Chizuru Yukimura: “O-Okita…!” Souji Okita: “It seems that Iba and the others aren’t enemies of the Shinsengumi.” "That's why it doesn't feel good that they’re gathering info on us." Okita’s overly direct counterattack made me shudder… Hachiro Iba: "I do apologize for that Okita... But Toshi is aware of the circumstances around that." The moment Hijikata's name was mentioned, Okita's face became more bitter. Kanryusai Takeda: “Okita, so this is where you were!” Souji Okita: "... Do you need me for something?" Kanryusai Takeda: "I heard about Tani's case." "It's unbecoming for a Shinsengumi executive to spread something like that and that without permission.” “Chief Kondo must be feeling a pain in his heart.” Souji Okita: "... You’re probably right." Kanryusai Takeda: "That considered..." Takeda carefully checked the surroundings before he started talking again. Kanryusai Takeda: "... If you’re planning to kill Tani, I think I can lend a hand." Souji Okita: "... Planning to kill?" Takeda gave a big nod at Okita's question. Kanryusai Takeda: "He has gone too far this time... I think this is clearly an act that violates the Rules of Conduct." "That Tani... not only causing trouble for the Shinsengumi but also for the Kondo family." "If I’m right, aren't you going to take over the Tennen Rishin style?" Souji Okita: "... Don’t know, who knows." Kanryusai Takeda: "...Okita. Why are you acting like this is someone else's business?" "Aren't you the one who was considered to be Chief Kondo's successor?" "The current situation is as good as being neglected." Okita listened to Takeda with a plain expresion, but… Souji Okita: "...Hey Takeda. Who told you all of this?" Okita asked the same question that I secretly had. Hijikata explicitly told us not to talk about Tani's case. And yet, he knows about it… Kanryusai Takeda: "... You have to keep this a secret, but I heard it from Itou." “It seems that the Chief had consulted with him about Tani’s case.” “Itou also said that Tani’s recent behavior has been quite unsatisfactory.” Souji Okita: "I see. So it was him, huh..." Though he spoke in a soft tone. It was to me that Okita was really angry. Kashitaro Itou: "Oh, Takeda, Okita, and Yukimura. Well this is a rare combination." Kanryusai Takeda: "Itou...!" Kashitaro Itou: "And you are... Hachiro Iba, right?" "I would like to formally introduce myself. I am Kashitaro Itou, deputy commander of the Shinsengumi." “I used to run a Hokushin Ittō-ryu dojo in Fukagawa, Edo, and I came here because of a connection.” “It’s a pleasure to finally formally make your acquaintance.” Hachiro Iba: "I am Hachiro Iba, a retainer of the shogunate. Nice to meet you.” Kashitaro Itou: "I've had several matches with Shingata swordsmen." Hachiro Iba: "Is that so? If you’re interested, please stop by the dojo in Edo." Before long, Itou's gaze shifted to Okita. Kashitaro Itou: "... Tani's case seems to be causing a lot of trouble." "If there is anything I can do for you, please call me anytime." Souji Okita: "... I don't have any business with you." Kashitaro Itou: "The Shinsengumi may be a ronin unit, but they are still under the custody of the shogunate. So family conflicts are forbidden..." "If it's a samurai family, it could lead to the extinction of the family." On the surface, he seems to be worried about the Shinsengumi... But I couldn't feel the slightest hint of sympathy or pity from Itou's gaze. It's like he’s enjoying this conflict's developments… Okita seemed to have noticed as well, and glared at Itou. However, Itou shrugged off Okita's gaze. Kashitaro Itou: "Well then, have a good day everyone." And just like that, he gracefully walked away. Kanryusai Takeda: "Please wait, Itou. There is something I would like to discuss..." Takeda disappeared so he ran after Itou. Okita glared at the direction the two had vanished and spoke up with an annoyed tone. Souji Okita: "... How did this happen? How do they know about that?" "Sigh, it looks like Tani isn't the only one I have to kill." "It seems that I have to kill Itou as well." Okita tries to walk away– But Iba grabbed him by the shoulder. Hachiro Iba: "Please calm down, Okita." Then Okita violently shakes off Iba's hand. Souji Okita: "What are you talking about? I'm calm." Hachiro Iba: "Well you don't look calm right now." “… Besides, I am also responsible for this incident.” Souji Okita: "You’re not even a member of the Shinsengumi, so don't get in my way." Chizuru Yukimura: “Okita…!” Hachiro Iba: "It's true that I'm not a member of the Shinsengumi." "But I do know Kondo, Toshi, and everyone else." "And I can imagine how sad they would be if you acted prematurely." Souji Okita: "...... I never said I would do anything prematurely." "I just can't forgive people who are just having fun like that." Chizuru Yukimura: “... Okita.” "Let's ask Hijikata about what Takeda and Itou said earlier." Hachiro Iba: "...That's right. Kondo may have just consulted with Itou." Okita didn't move for a while… But after some time, he took a deep breath and dropped his shoulders. Souji Okita: "... Being the Shinsengumi's sword is a strange position, isn’t it?" "I can't even choose when and who to kill with my own will." Chizuru Yukimura: “Okita…” When I saw Okita whispering such sad, self-deprecating words, I felt a pain in my chest. ~NEXT SCENE~ Toshizo Hijikata: "... Hmm, I see. So that’s what Takeda and Itou said." “Kondo seems to have been troubled by Tani’s behavior for quite some time.” Souji Okita: "That means–" “That Itou thought it would be funny and told Takeda what Kondo told him in confidence.” “So instead of trying to help solve the problem, Itou is just having fun by telling people about it.” "I’m sure he’s doing it on purpose... I won't forgive him for that." Hachiro Iba: "Okita... you're overthinking things." Okita's theories may be a bit extreme. But when I think back on Itou's attitude and the recent events… Okita might be right about this. Toshizo Hijikata: "... So what, are you gonna let Itou provoke you? That might be exactly what he wants from you.” Souji Okita: "Well isn’t it your job to find a solution to this problem?" Toshizo Hijikata: "Why the hell do you think I’m discussing this with you guys right now?!" Not only is Hijikata having to deal with Tani, Takeda and Itou… But he seems to be troubled by the fact that people he cannot trust are acting selfishly. Toshizo Hijikata: "... Putting that aside for a second." “The other day, Shinpachi was also talking about you becoming Kondo’s adopted son… What are your thoughts on that?” Souji Okita: "Please don't make me repeat myself over and over again." "I won't take over Tennen Rishin-ryu until Kondo is old as heck." Toshizo Hijikata: "We’re living in some very uncertain times right now." "It would be better to have a plan in case of an emergency." Souji Okita: "I don’t care." “Besides, you and Kondo become blood-brothers by exchanging a cup of sake, right?” "If that's the case, won't you and I become relatives? No way I would want that to happen." Toshizo Hijikata: "Souji, you punk... Stop joking around and start taking this seriously." Souji Okita: "I AM taking this seriously. Besides..." “I was just talking about the current situation.” “No matter what happens, I get the feeling that Kondo will never die.” "That's why I won't be adopted. Became there will never be an emergency." After saying it flatly, Okita stood up. Toshizo Hijikata: "Where are you going?" Souji Okita: "I’ve got to go train for the soldiers. But if you don’t want me to go, I’ll just stay here.” Toshizo Hijikata: "No, it's good that you're motivated to do your duty..." Souji Okita: "I'm not doing this for your sake. Well, see ya." Hachiro Iba: "Wait, Okita. Would it be alright if I accompanied you?" Souji Okita: "You? Why would you want to come along?" Hachiro Iba: “I would like to observe your training sessions and learn from them." Souji Okita: “The Shinsengumi's training is not a spectacle." “Since you came all the way to Kyoto, why don’t you ask Hijikata to deal with you?” Okita just leaves the room, but… Toshizo Hijikata: "Hachiro, please take care of Souji." Following Hijikata’s words, Iba stood up. Hachiro Iba: "Please wait, Okita!" And so Iba followed after Okita. He said he wanted to see the Shinsengumi training, but… I'm sure Iba is more worried about Okita than he is interested in the training. Considering the current situation, I’m a bit worried as well. Toshizo Hijikata: "Sorry we got you involved in this mess, Yukimura." "Leave this matter to us. But if you notice anything about Souji, let me know." Hijikata probably doesn't want me to get involved in this matter. In that case, I should leave the room as soon as I can… Chizuru Yukimura: “Um…” Curious, I opened my mouth. Chizuru Yukimura: "About Tani... Is it really gonna be okay?” Hijikata sighed at my question as if he wasn’t sure how to answer. But after a short silence… Toshizo Hijikata: "... It's going to be complicated, but we have to do something about it." From his expression and tone of voice, I sensed the seriousness of the situation, and it made me feel even more worried. ~NEXT SCENE~ It was almost noon when I was finally able to do the tasks I should have done in the morning. That is– to clear the table from Sannan's room. Because Sannan wakes up in the middle of the night, I bring him his breakfast after everyone's dinner. And one of my jobs is to clean up the finished meal the next morning. Sometimes I get sent away when he doesn't have an appetite… Last night, Sannan was in a good mood, and he ate properly. After this, I have to clean up this tray so that no one can find out about it. While I was thinking this as I was carrying… Sanjuro Tani: "Yo, Yukimura. What are you doing in a place like this?" Chizuru Yukimura: “...!” My heart almost stopped when I was greeted by an unexpected person. Chizuru Yukimura: “Tani…?” Why is he here? Could it be that he was watching me…? Anyway, I have to get past him before he starts asking questions. Chizuru Yukimura: "...I'm in a hurry, so if you’ll excuse me." Just as I tried to move past him… Tani stopped me by grabbing my shoulder. Sanjuro Tani: "Hold up. Don't think you can just run away like that." Chizuru Yukimura: “.......” I wonder what he wants… Is he going to ask me anything about Kondo or anything about the ‘adopted child’ business? I prepared myself while waiting for him to continue talking… Sanjuro Tani: "There is something I wanna ask… Is there someone sick in the back of this corridor?" Chizuru Yukimura: “What…!?” I felt my heart thud loudly inside my chest. Sanjuro Tani: "Don’t act so surprised... I've seen you carrying a tray like that down this corridor several times now." Chizuru Yukimura: “......” I felt my blood run cold, and a cold sweat began to run down my neck. This is bad. I have to keep the fact that Sannan is staying there completely hidden. But just now, Tani said he saw me go down the corridor several times. Does that mean he has been watching me all this time...? Sanjuro Tani: "I’ve tried asking Sanosuke and the other officers, but..." "Every time I ask, they say that they don’t know anything and that it’s just a misunderstanding, they won't take me seriously." Chizuru Yukimura: “......” So that's why he approached me... In order to prevent me from dodging the question, he called out to me while I was carrying the tray. So this entire time he was watching me while waiting for an opportunity to approach me…? Chizuru Yukimura: "...I don't know what you're talking about." "I'm just carrying it because I was asked to… Excuse me!" Sanjuro Tani: “H-Hey! Hold it!” I managed to run past Tani. I have to tell this to one of the captains as soon as possible. ~NEXT SCENE~ After clearing the tray, I came to the common room– Genzaburou Inoue: "Oh, Yukimura, what's wrong? You’re looking kind of pale..." Chizuru Yukimura: "Inoue, do you know where Hijikata is?" Genzaburou Inoue: "If you’re looking for Toshi, he's out for a meeting with someone." Chizuru Yukimura: "Then what about the others?" Genzaburou Inoue: "I think they’re out on patrol... Did something happen?" Chizuru Yukimura: "Actually…" I told Inoue about what had just happened. Genzaburou Inoue: "I see, so that's what happened... We’ll have to do something about that." Chizuru Yukimura: "Yes. I have a bad feeling about this." Until Hijikata comes back, we’ll have to do something about this... As I was thinking that. Hachiro Iba: “Thank you very much for today Okita.” "Your regular training was very interesting to watch. It was a great learning experience." Souji Okita: "It's not like I'm training just so you get to study." Hachiro Iba: "Yes, I know. But that doesn’t change the fact that I learned a lot." Genzaburou Inoue: “Souji, Iba! You've got perfect timing." Souji Okita: "What is it? Do you need something from me?" Inoue nodded, and after confirming that no one was nearby, he began to speak. Genzaburou Inoue: “... Yukimura, if you please." Chizuru Yukimura: "Alright, actually…" Souji Okita: "... Tani, you really couldn't just keep it by bothering Kondo, could you?" "If we don't do something about that guy quickly, the situation will only get worse and worse." Hachiro Iba: "I'm sure Toshi is doing everything he can to protect the Shinsengumi." Souji Okita: "What would we do if Tani hijacked the Shinsengumi or finds out about our secrets?" Genzaburou Inoue: “Please calm down, Souji…” "Blaming Toshi won't make things better." Souji Okita: “Well then, why don’t you think about what to do, Gen.” Genzaburou Inoue: "You’re right, hmmm..." Hachiro Iba: "Chizuru, there is something I want to ask." Chizuru Yukimura: "Yes, what is it?" Hachiro Iba: "Considering the fact that he tried to question you–" "Can we assume that Tani hasn't found out about Sannan yet?" Chizuru Yukimura: "Probably..." Souji Okita: "It will be too late if he finds out. Before that happens, we have to kick him out of here." Genzaburou Inoue: "Souji, how are you planning to get rid of him?" Souji Okita: "I don't need a plan, I’ll just make him disappear." Genzaburou Inoue: “... That won’t do. Don’t forget that Tani is still an executive." “Besides, Itou and the others aren’t blind.” It is as Inoue said… Tani is the Captain of the 7nd Division. His younger brother is a master of the spear, and is entrusted with the Osaka garrison. Hachiro Iba: “… For the time being, why don’t we let somebody be her escort, in case Tani tries to question her again?” “If you have someone with you without making it obvious they are an escort, it will be difficult for him to approach you, he’ll probably have a hard time keeping an eye on you.” "Sinds Tani is suspicious of the depths of the camp, let's inform everyone else when they get back.” Genzaburou Inoue: "That's right. Let’s talk to Nagakura ,Saito and others when they get back." Souji Okita: "What a pain. If he’s suspicious of Sannan’s situation, it would be quicker to kill him." Hachiro Iba: "That’s too risky. If something like that were to happen, Itou will realize there's something there." Souji Okita: "Then... I’ll just kill Itou as well." Genzaburou Inoue: "If that were to happen, we wouldn’t only have to deal with Itou, but all the members of his faction as well." Hachiro Iba: "That's why we can’t just get rid of him." Souji Okita: “........ I know that." Genzaburou Inoue: "That right, I knew you would understand." Hachiro Iba: "Well then... Our first priority at the moment is to protect her from Tani." "That said, we can’t all escort her together." Genzaburou Inoue: "You’re right, Tani could get suspicious." Hachiro Iba: "In that case, I think it's fine if she has at least one person by her side." "Chizuru. Please choose who you want to be your escort." Chizuru Yukimura: "You want me to choose?" Hachiro Iba: "That’s right. It would be best to let the person being escorted choose this kind of thing." Chizuru Yukimura: "Then..." Ask Okita. Ask Iba. Ask Inoue.

Check out the translated video! As spring came, the 1st year of the Keiō era had begun. Everyone in the Shinsengumi worked hard to protect the public order of Kyoto. In the meantime a lot had happened, Sannan turned into a Fury, the headquarters was moved to Nishi Hongwanji temple, Then there was the guarding of Nijo Castle and the visit of Doctor Matsumoto. The Shinsengumi began to play a bigger role in protecting the peace and order of Kyoto. And then autumn came around. While protecting the peace, the members of the corps were able to spend fulfilling days. In the meantime, I was able to laugh with them and I think I was able to build a better bond with them. It was the same with all the captains… As I spent my days with them, I felt like I had grown closer to them. Knowing that made me happy. It was around that time when I started hoping that those moments would continue… As the Shinsengumi was living a fulfilling life in Kyoto… The shogunate had begun its conquest of Choshu. The final straw was during the Hamaguri Rebellion. It was a battle in which the shogunate sent an army to drive back the Choshu clan. However, there was no end in sight, and in the fall, the Shinsengumi also got involved. Kondo and several other members decided to visit the Choshu Domain, which was enemy territory. And then a new year rolled around. The Shinsengumi secretly helped Ryoma Sakamoto, a ronin who escaped from the Tosa domain, at the request of Kaishu Katsu of the shogunate. We managed to rescue Sakamoto who was attacked by the Fushimi magistrate's office… And succeeded in safely delivering him to the Satsuma clan. It was the spring of 1866. This was around this time that the Shinsengumi began to get involved in cases that could not be made public. An incident that started when one of the Shinsengumi executives lost his life. ~END INTRO~ Spring, 1866. I was allowed to accompany Okita and the members of the 1st Division on patrol. Soldier 1: “The cherry blossoms are really beautiful. I’d love to have a cherry blossom viewing before all the flowers have fallen.” Soldier 2: “Yeah, you’re right.” "When we’re done with this patrol, let's talk to the off-duty soldiers." The cold winter has finally ended and the cherry blossom season has finally arrived, and it seems that the members of the squad were quite excited. Chizuru Yukimura: “It looks like the soldiers are looking forward to seeing the cherry blossoms.” Souji Okita: “You got that right. It's almost hard to tell that they are members of the Shinsengumi. “It’s not just Shinpachi, but the other members have been wanting to go out drinking for some reason.” Chizuru Yukimura: "Well, not hard to guess why, when the trees are blooming so beautifully." Souji Okita: "They may be blooming beautifully now..." "But the moment the wind blows or the rain starts to fall, they will be scattered all at once." "It’s quite a pity, don’t you think?" Chizuru Yukimura: "You’re right. They may only bloom for a short time," "But that's why I think you should enjoy them while they are still blooming." Souji Okita: "Hmm, Is that so…" Chizuru Yukimura: “Back in Edo, I used to go cherry blossom viewing with my father and neighbors every year.” “And what about you Okita?” Souji Okita: “Back at Shiei Hall, there were many people who liked to drink and have fun.” "I think it was the Kaneiji Temple in Ueno? I've been to some cherry blossom viewings over there..." Chizuru Yukimura: "I've been there before. It's pretty well-maintained and neat." Souji Okita: "...Yeah, that's right." "Once, Shinpachi and the others got drunk and caused a big fuss, so they got kicked out." "Thanks to them, from then on, we had to have our cherry blossom viewing somewhere else." Chizuru Yukimura: "...I can imagine that." “Will the Shinsengumi be holding a cherry blossom viewing this year?” Souji Okita: "... I don't know. If a certain nag would give his permission, we should be able to hold one." Chizuru Yukimura: "By ‘a certain nag’ you mean..." As we were talking… Souji Okita: "Huh? Isn’t that..." Okita noticed someone up ahead and called out to them. The person turned out to be… Sanjuro Tani: "Hey Okita. How's the patrol going?" Souji Okita: "The same as usual, nothing to report on." Sanjuro Tani: "Ah, I see. In other words, the ronin are also quiet. Well, it’s pretty nice for a change." "The cherry blossoms are blooming beautifully, so it might be a good idea to take the soldiers out to see the blossoms on their days off." Souji Okita: "...You’re right" "I hope there won't be anyone bothering Kondo during the cherry-blossom viewing." Sanjuro Tani: "Oh? Who are you talking about? I don't think there's anyone in the Shinsengumi who'd do something so rude." "Anyway, let's all get together to make sure Kondo has a great time." Souji Okita: “Don’t think that suddenly acting like a goody-two-shoe will get you out of trouble.” Sanjuro Tani: "Ah man...hahaha! You’re so funny Okita." "But, maybe having a sharp tongue is a good thing for young people like you." "Well then, I’ll be going back to my rounds. Sorry for the disturbance." “See you later, Yukimura.” Chizuru Yukimura: “Ah, yes. See you later…” -Tani took the soldiers and walked in the direction where we saw them appear from. Souji Okita: "So, tell me…" “Sinds when were you this friendly with Tani, did something happen between you two?” Chizuru Yukimura: “No, nothing really…” “Occasionally, he calls out to me at the base or during patrols like now.” Souji Okita: “...Better be careful. You're pretty easy to read, and Tan is strangely observant." "He may be keeping an eye on you." Chizuru Yukimura: "...Right, I'll be careful." It's not like I have a personal feud with Tani… However, I’m in on some of the Shinsengumi secrets that Tani, Itou, and the general members don’t know. So I have to be careful not to accidentally reveal anything. Chizuru Yukimura: “Speaking of which, how are you…” Souji Okita: "As you can see, I'm fine. Otherwise I wouldn't be on patrol right now." Chizuru Yukimura: “Really?” Souji Okita: “…I’m telling you I’m fine, but you’re still doubting me?” "You're a real worrywart, aren't you?" Chizuru Yukimura: "...I'm sorry. It's not that I don’t believe you, I'm just worried about you Okita." Souji Okita: "...I know my body better than anyone, so don't worry about it." Because Okita is the kind of person who doesn't want people to know that he's not feeling well. He’ll pretend to be fine even though he’s not. Chizuru Yukimura: “…That’s a relief to hear.” His complexion doesn't look bad at the moment, so I'll take his word for it. Souji Okita: "But well, thank you for your concern." Chizuru Yukimura: “...It’s nothing.” Souji Okita: "Come on, we should get going too. Or rather, you should return to your search for Kodo." Chizuru Yukimura: "Ah... Yes! I will!" And so, we walked along the spring adorned main streets of Kyoto. ~NEXT SCENE~ -As we had returned to the headquarters… Shinpachi Nagakura: “Yo, Souji! Done patrolling?” Chizuru Yukimura: "That’s right. The 2nd Division was also on patrol duty today, right?" Shinpachi Nagakura: “Yeah! Since it’s been getting warmer out lately, it's pretty nice while going out.” “It feels kind of unreasonable that our only plans for going out are to go out for patrols when the cherry blossoms are blooming so beautifully.” Heisuke Toudou: "That's why we were talking about going to see the cherry blossoms together on our days off." Chizuru Yukimura: "You guys as well?" Sanosuke Harada: “Oh? Is somebody planning something similar as well?” Souji Okita: "Some members of the 1st Division were talking about the same thing." "Because of that, this kid let it go to her head, and the entire time during the patrol, she got her head in the clouds." Chizuru Yukimura: “N-No I didn’t…!” As I hurriedly tried to deny it, Nagakura put his hand on my shoulder. Shinpachi Nagakura: "I totally get ya! How can you focus on patrolling when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom right in front of you?" "So we have to hold a cherry blossom viewing, even if it's just to thank the soldiers!" Souji Okita: “Well in Shinpach's case, it's more like a drinking party than cherry blossom viewing." Heisuke Toudou: "Haha, you got that right! When it comes to cherry blossom viewing, it's more about drinking than flower viewing." Souji Okita: "Do you guys even have the money to go out drinking?" "Sake and food prepared for a cherry blossom viewing aren’t cheap, you know." Shinpachi Nagakura: "Oh that? I'm going to ask our generous chief for cooperation, of course..." Souji Okita: “…In other words, are you relying on Kondo to be your wallet?” Okita asks Nagakura with a cold gaze. Shinpachi Nagakura: "N-No, no, that's not it! You’re misunderstanding." “Even Kondo would be very happy to heal the tiredness of the day with cherry blossom viewing and start fresh the next day.” Souji Okita: "... Well, you’re not wrong." Heisuke Toudou: “Kondo has been dealing with a lot recently. So I thought this might cheer him up.” Souji Okita: "Ha. Don’t ya think that ‘a lot’ may be a bit of an understatement?" "It's all because a certain someone was brought here." Heisuke Toudou: “You mean…” Sanosuke Harada: “Souji, stop messing around. Itou being an ass isn't Heisuke's fault." Souji Okita: "Is that so? Well it doesn’t change the fact that Kondo isn't feeling well." "And it's all because Itou is trying to put all kinds of bullshit into Kondo’s head." “Because of that, Tani and Takeda, who were originally held Itou’s position, seem to be in a bad mood.” Heisuke Toudou: "So you’re calling his insight bullshit, huh..." “Well the Shinsengumi needs someone who can read the current trends in the world and give advice.” Souji Okita: “But that would be meaningless if Kondo’s worries increased because of that, right?” “Kondo has always been considerate of other people, and he already has a lot on his mind.” Sanosuke Harada: "...Well, the more people there are, the more troublesome things will be." They’re right, ever since Itou joined… I feel like the space around Kondo became a lot noisier than before. Shinpachi Nagakura: "Well, Tani and Takeda aren't really the type to keep quiet when it comes to things like this." "It’s still possible they might cause a ruckus like they did in Osaka" Souji Okita: “…If they cause trouble for Kondo, I’ll kill them.” Everyone smiled wryly at Okita's remark, but I wasn’t sure if he was joking or serious. Souji Okita: "...What? I'm serious." Heisuke Toudou: “Yeah, we get it, we get it!” Sanosuke Harada: "But isn't it a good idea to hold a cherry blossom viewing to cheer up Kondo?" Chizuru Yukimura: "I agree!" "I'm sure Kondo would really enjoy it." Souji Okita: "... A cherry blossom viewing huh. Well if everyone says so, it's fine by me." “And if Kondo gets some time to relax, I have nothing to complain about…” "But the problem is whether or not a certain pain-in-the-ass will object." Shinpachi Nagakura: "Even Hijikata would be able to get his head around the cherry blossom viewing." Souji Okita: "Oh? But I didn't say a single word about Hijikata, did I?" "I didn’t know you thought of Hijikata like that, Shinpachi." Shinpachi Nagakura: "W-What!? N-No, no, I don't think that way about Hijikata!" Heisuke Toudou: “It’s a bit too late to be sayin’ that, don’t ya think?” Heisuke's words caused everyone to start laughing. Sanosuke Harada: "Well then, I'll go and ask Hijikata about it later. I hope he's in a good mood." Chizuru Yukimura: “I hope so too.” Even though the warm spring has arrived, there are still concerns… I hope these peaceful days last a little longer. That's what I was thinking about back then. ~NEXT SCENE~ However, the next day. After going on patrol with Saito and everyone of the 3rd Division, and returning to the headquarters... Hajime Saito: “Hm? Yukimura, isn’t that…” Hachiro Iba: “Ah…” Apparently, the other party had noticed us as well, and bowed his head. Hachiro Iba: "It's been a while. I apologize for suddenly disturbing you." Chizuru Yukimura: “Not, not at all…” Hachiro Iba: "Are Kondo and Toshi here?" "There is something I have come to discuss with them." Iba's attitude is different from the usual calm demeanor… I have a feeling that something bad has happened. Hajime Saito: "Yukimura, please guide Hachiro inside." Chizuru Yukimura: "Understood. Please follow me." Hachiro Iba: “Thank you…” -With Iba following behind me, I guided him inside the headquarters. ~NEXT SCENE~ Chizuru Yukimura: “…Hijikata, I brought you some tea.” Toshizo Hijikata: “Ah, thanks.” I place the tea in front of Iba, Kondo, and Hijikata. Hachiro Iba: "…Thank you" Chizuru Yukimura: “You’re welcome…” What exactly is it that Iba has come to talk about? When talking to Hijikata and the others, Iba always creates a friendly atmosphere. But as far as today is concerned, the air feels strangely tense… It feels like the atmosphere before an intense battle. Toshizo Hijikata: "Hmm... I see. So that rumor has spread further than I thought." Hachiro Iba: "Yes. It has become a hot topic among the senior retainers of the shogunate." ...A rumor? I'm curious what it’s about… Isami Kondo: “Thank you for the tea, Yukimura.” That being said, I can't stay in the room. I can't interrupt their conversation. Chizuru Yukimura: "If you'll excuse me" After bowing my head, I left the room. And just as I was about to go back to my room… Shinpachi Nagakura: "Chizuru, over here." As I turned to the direction where the beckoning voice came from, there was–. Shinpachi Nagakura: "What are Kondo and Hachiro talking about?" Chizuru Yukimura: "I’m not sure... I was just serving tea." Souji Okita: “But you heard at least some of the content of their conversation, right?” Chizuru Yukimura: "Even you, Okita??" Souji Okita: "Quiet down." "And is it really that surprising that I want to know?" "It's not normal for Iba to come here without prior notice." "I wouldn't have cared if he just came to see Hijikata, but since he also came to see Kondo..." Certainly, I don't think that polite Iba would visit here without letting them know ahead of time… Something must have happened. Chizuru Yukimura: “If I remember correctly, it seems like they were saying something about a rumor…” Souji Okita: “A rumor?” Chizuru Yukimura: "Yes. It's something that's become a hot topic among the shogun's retainers, or something..." Shinpachi Nagakura: "A hot topic, huh... What's the rumor about?" Souji Okita: "The fact that he came all the way here to let us know means that it’s probably about something related to the Shinsengumi." "Let's make a hole in the shoji and try to eavesdrop." Chizuru Yukimura: “You can’t!” Souji Okita: "But you're curious too, aren't you?" Chizuru Yukimura: “The three of them might just be talking to each other so as not to cause any confusion.” "I think they'll inform you all later..." Souji Okita: "You're so serious." "But you don't have to force yourself to be a good girl all the time, you know?" Chizuru Yukimura: “I-I’m not forcing myself…!” Shinpachi Nagakura: "Shhh, keep it down. I'm going to make a hole in the shoji." -Nagakura lightly put his finger in his mouth and made a small hole in the shoji door. -We could now clearly hear the conversations in the room. Toshizo Hijikata: "...Tani doesn't learn. He still hasn't given up on the adoption story yet." Hachiro Iba: "I don't know much about that matter..." “But there are rumors that the head of the Shinsengumi will adopt a former feudal retainer of the Matsuyama clan in Bitchu.” “The name Tani seems to be mentioned every now and then.” "Inside Edo Castle, everyone seems to be interested in this. And to add to that..." “There are speculations that from now on the Bitchu Matsuyama clan will become the backer for the Shinsengumi instead of the Aizu clan.” "There is a lot of unrest about that." Shinpachi Nagakura: "Huh! What’s this about the Bitchu Matsuyama clan becoming our backer?" Souji Okita: “…Tani, you still haven’t given up on getting that kid adopted, huh.” “To go as far to even do such a thing on your own accord…” Shinpachi Nagakura: "Men, this is bad. The matter of adoption, but more than that..." Hachiro Iba: "Of course I know very well that you would never do such a thing." "But considering how the shogunate and the Aizu clan would feel about the Shinsengumi when they heard this rumor..." “I decided to check the truth of this rumor as soon as possible, so that’s why I came by without prior notice.” Toshizo Hijikata: "...Thanks a lot. That bastard Tani, to do something like that behind our backs." "Kondo, have you heard anything from Tani?" Isami Kondo: "Yes... He mentioned the adoption, but I thought that only a few people here had heard about it." Souji Okita: “I knew it, I should have killed him sooner.” "I see no need to keep him alive anymore." "When I kill him, I’ll make sure he’ll regret ever pulling such a stupid stunt." Toshizo Hijikata: “That voice, don’t tell me…” Shinpachi Nagakura: "No, calm down Souji! Don't be hasty!" Chizuru Yukimura: "He's right, Okita!" Souji Okita: "Don't stop me. That bastard, even though he doesn't have great sword skills, he always causes problems." “Having him stay here any longer will only cause trouble for Kondo.” Toshizo Hijikata: "Oi, you guys! What the hell do you think you’re doing here!?” Shinpachi Nagakura: “Ack, Hijikata!” Toshizo Hijikata: “If you are trying to eavesdrop, do it more quietly. You're going to get in the way of our conversation." Souji Okita: “Since the three of you were holding a secret meeting, I got curious and so I got to ask–” “What are you going to do about Tani?” Hijikata gave no answer to Okita's rage-filled question. Toshizo Hijikata: "...So you guys heard all that, huh. For now, let's go inside. If you make a fuss out here, other guys will find out." Souji Okita: "I'm warning you, if you don't have a satisfactory explanation, I'm going to kill Tani." We were invited into the room while Okita seemed to be in a bad mood. Souji Okita: "...Hey, Kondo. What's the truth about the situation?" “Are you really going to adopt Tani’s younger brother and make him your successor?” Isami Kondo: "Ah, well... it's not like I have made a definite decision." “Putting aside whether or not I'll adopt him, I don’t think it’s a bad thing for the Shinsengumi to have a connection with the Bitchu Matsuyama clan.” "And I think Tani is thinking about the future of the Shinsengumi in his own way..." Shinpachi Nagakura: "Well, if you look at swordsmanship skills, and think about people with a close relationship with Kondo..." “I think Souji would be the best person to succeed him." "If that were to happen, Tani won't be able to go around spewing nonsense about the adoption any more." Isami Kondo: "That is something I‘ve talked about with Souji before..." Souji Okita: “I have no intention of becoming Kondo’s successor.” Okita snapped back and the room fell silent. Hachiro Iba: “...May I ask why?” “I heard that Okita’s house was inherited by your brother-in-law.” “If that’s the case, it wouldn’t be a problem if you were to become Kondo’s adopted child and inherit his family and Tennen Rishin style.” Souji Okita: “I don’t see how that’s any of your business.” “Since this got nothing to do with you, could you kindly stop sticking your nose into other people’s private affairs?” Toshizo Hijikata: “Souji…” Hachiro Iba: "It's fine. I said something pretty intrusive." “I apologize, Okita.” Souji Okita: "…Don’t worry about it. I’ve always known you were insensitive, so I don't really care." Toshizo Hijikata: "Don't mind him, Hachiro. This guy has always been like this." “At first, you were going to become the successor of Tennen Rishin-ryu, right?” Souji Okita: "That’s right. But it would be decades away before I were to take over.” "Only when Kondo has become so old that he won’t be able to hold a wooden sword, I will think about taking over." Toshizo Hijikata: "...And there it is. There's no speaking sense into that guy." Souji Okita: "Well I am the Shinsengumi blade." "Any day there is a chance I might lose my life in a fight with ronin." Chizuru Yukimura: “......” The reason Okita is so quick to dodge things about this topic– Is probably because there is a disease eating away at his body. He’s suffering from an incurable disease… I think he probably thinks he won't live longer than Kondo. The only people here who know about his disease are Okita and me. Souji Okita: "In any case, I think it’s better we do something about Tani." “It would be okay if I were to cut him down, right?” -Okita's unflinching words made the atmosphere in the room turn tense. Hachiro Iba: “Okita!” Toshizo Hijikata: "Hold on a sec, Souji. What the hell are you saying?" Souji Okita: "Well, he's only causing trouble for the Shinsengumi, isn't he?" “Back in Osaka, he almost caused an incident and pissed off the Tosa clan.” “He may have been Kondo’s adviser before, but Itou has now filled that role.” "So the Shinsengumi doesn’t need him anymore, right?" Toshizo Hijikata: "This isn’t a problem we can just solve with bruteforce." "We don't know how far Tani has spread the story of the adoption." Hachiro Iba: "This isn’t just a problem within the Shinsengumi..." “If the Bitchu Matsuyama clan is also involved, this will become a lot more complicated.” Shinpachi Nagakura: “It would be nice if the people Tani spread the word to would just not listen to his nonsense.” Souji Okita: “Man, what a pain in the ass.” "Why do we need to go through such a hassle when we can just kill the people who are bothering Kondo?" Okita is clearly frustrated. If we leave him be, I fear he might actually go and kill Tani. Toshizo Hijikata: "...Souji, don't make such treats so lightly." Souji Okita: "Why are you trying to stop me and protecting Tani?" "Please do something about this bullshit, Hijikata." “It’s because of him that the Shinsengumi is in this mess in the first place!” After shouting at Hijikata– Okita left the room. Toshizo Hijikata: "...Shinpachi, keep an eye on Souji and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid." Shinpachi Nagakura: "Got it. I'll tell Sano, Heisuke, and Saito to keep an eye out as well." Hachiro Iba: "Kondo, Tosh, what are you going to do now?" "If the current situation continues, there is a possibility that it will affect the trust between the shogunate and the Aizu domain..." Toshizo Hijikata: “For the time being, I will try to find out how much the Aizu clan knows about this matter.” Hachiro Iba: "I will do my best to help wherever I can. If there is anything I can do, please feel free to tell me." Toshizo Hijikata: “Thanks, it’s much appreciated.” Isami Kondo: "...I wonder how all this is going to play out." "Tani has caused his fair share of problems. But he did what he thought was best for the Shinsengumi." "...I don't want to make any harsh judgment if possible." Toshizo Hijikata: "We'll do our best to not let that happen… Shinpachi, Yukimura." Nagakura and I raised our heads as he suddenly called our names. Toshizo Hijikata: "I’m sure you already know this... but don't tell anyone else about what you just heard. Got that?" Shinpachi Nagakura: "...Yeah, I got it. Ya won’t have to tell me twice." Chizuru Yukimura: "I understand." Shinpachi Nagakura: "Well then, I'll go and tell everyone to keep an eye on Souji." After he said that, he stood up and left the room. What should I do…? Check on Okita. Attend to Iba. Go back to my tasks.

A story from before the events of Kyoto Winds. Sakamoto receives a letter from a friend with some very exciting news. Translated Video Spring, 1863— I was staying overnight at an inn in Osaka. Ryoma Sakamoto: "Man, it's freezing. According to the calendar it's supposed to be spring, but it's still so cold today." I muttered while sitting next to the brazier that I had borrowed from the innkeeper. According to the locals, it has gotten a lot warmer lately, and it seems like spring has finally arrived... But to me, who was born and raised in Tosa, it still feels like winter. I just want to warm up as soon as possible. As I was thinking that... I could hear the sound of footsteps approaching from the other side of the sliding door. Is the hostess coming to clean the room? Well then, it would be better to go outside so that I don't get in the way... As I was about to get up– The door slides open and someone rushes into the room. ???: "Yo, big bro Ryoma!" "What are you doing, shut yourself in with sunny weather like this?" As soon as he entered the room, the man spoke in a casual tone– Ryoma Sakamoto: "Oh it’s you... Kameyata! Men, you should have told me you were coming to visit." Kameyata Mochizuki: "Aw, don’t be like that. We’re practically brothers." As Kameyata said that, he sat down on the tatami floor. This guy is Kameyata Mochizuki. Born in Tosa, same as me, he is a member of the Tosa Loyalist Party led by Mr. Takeichi. And well, he's like a little brother to me. Kameyata Mochizuki: "...Ah, but, if I were to interrupt you while you were entertaining a woman, it would probably be pretty bad." Ryoma Sakamoto: "What are you talking about? Do you think I have time to fool around with a woman?" Kameyata then cut back half in disgust. Kameyata Mochizuki: "You're really popular with women, you know." “Even back in Tosa, the women who I was courting were more interested in you than in me.” "What's the big difference between you and me…? I don’t think I am so bad looking." Kameyata seemed unconvinced and shook his head. Man, I have no idea what is going through his head... Ryoma Sakamoto: "...Don't tell me, did you come all the way here just to talk about that?" Then Kameyata perked up like he just remembered something. Kameyata Mochizuki: "No, it's not! I was in charge of delivering this letter." Ryoma Sakamoto: "Letter? From whom?" Kameyata smiles teasingly as I ask the question. Kameyata Mochizuki: "From who else could it be? It’s from a geisha from Shinmachi. You know, the one you’re ‘acquainted’ with." Ryoma Sakamoto: "... Oh, you mean Oran Chiiyurou? How is she?" Kameyata is a hot-tempered guy and gets easily carried away. He also has a tendency to pull too many practical jokes. Kameyata Mochizuki: "Tsk, how boring. You could have given me a better reaction." While saying that, Kameyata took out a letter from his pocket. As I checked the sender of the letter... Ryoma Sakamoto: "! This is a letter from Master Katsu! You should have told me sooner it was from him!" Master Yuuga Katsu is like my mentor… He taught me, who only knew about Tosa and Edo, about the wider world and the flow of the times. Impressed by Master Katsu's teachings, I always wanted to help him. That’s why I am now in Osaka, in order to make my mentor's ideas a reality. So this letter is news I've been waiting for all this time. Full of excitement, I opened the letter and read it through. I was so absorbed by the contents of the letter that I barely even had time to blink. And when I finished reading it… Ryoma Sakamoto: "...As expected of master Katsu! Japan can finally take the first step towards becoming a modern nation!" I clenched my fist and shouted in excitement. I couldn’t contain my excitement and wanted to start running right now. Kameyata, who was sitting next to me, looked surprised. Kameyata Mochizuki: "Why? What did the letter say?" While looking at Kameyata, I shout. Ryoma Sakamoto: "I'll be able to sail a black ship! Me, a Japanese citizen!” Kameyata Mochizuki: "Wha?" Ryoma Sakamoto: "Let's do this. Let's go, Kameyata!" Just like that, I ran out of the inn. Kameyata Mochizuki: "W-Wait up bro! Calm down!" After reading the letter from Master Katsu, I felt like I couldn’t sit still. I was exhilarated and went to a port where many ships are docked. Perhaps because I was born and raised by the sea, I feel calm when I hear the sound of waves. Kameyata Mochizuki: “So, what was written in the letter earlier?” "You said something about being able to sail a black ship..." Ryoma Sakamoto: “The Naval Training Center, which Master Katsu has been talking about for a long time, is going to be built in Kobe.” Kameyata Mochizuki: "The Naval Training Center...?" Maybe it's because my explanation from earlier wasn’t clear enough… But Kameyata still seems to be unable to fully understand the situation. Ryoma Sakamoto: "It's a place where you can study how to sail black ships. If we study there, we Japanese will be able to sail black ships." "Just like the British and Americans!" This time, Kameyata seemed to have finally understood what I was trying to say. Kameyata Mochizuki: "That's amazing! Is it possible for Japan to become a strong country like the West?" Ryoma Sakamoto: "Yeah, that's right!" "We can be reborn into a strong country that no other country in the world will pick a fight with." Kameyata Mochizuki: "Alright!!!!" Kameyata clenched his fist and jumped up, unable to contain his happiness. I also felt the same as Kameyata. Seeing him honestly express his joy like this, filled me with joy as well. Kameyata Mochizuki: "When can we study there!? I can't wait!" Ryoma Sakamoto: "According to the letter, they will open somewhere this spring. So it's coming soon, I'm looking forward to it." Kameyata Mochizuki: "Ugh... I can't wait!" After inhaling the wind that smelled of the tide, Kameyata turned his innocent eyes my way. Kameyata Mochizuki: "Of course, I'll invite Master Takeichi, Izo, and Nakaoka to that naval training place, right?" For a moment, I was at a loss as to how to answer that honest question. Ryoma Sakamoto: "Ah... that's right..." Master Takeichi, Izo, and Nakaoka are fellow members of the Tosa Loyalist Party. Of course, I would be more than happy if they wanted to come to the training center. Ryoma Sakamoto: "... If Master Takeichi and others agree with our ideas, it will be fine." A surge of anxiety washed over me. I always thought that if I’m going to force Japan to open up, I should use any means necessary regardless of whether it's connected to the shogunate or not... In regards to that, master Takeichi seems to think that the open-country faction who is in close contact with the West should be eliminated. Rumor has it that Izo will kill people who support the opening of the country on the orders of Master Takeichi. Nakaoka, too, often says that my method is lukewarm. I wonder if those guys will listen to my ideals... With such things running through my head, I couldn't reply right away... Kameyata Mochizuki: "Hey, what’s wrong? Making such a serious face doesn’t suit you." Ryoma Sakamoto: "That's quite a statement to make… Saying that it doesn’t suit me." "I'm a serious man you know, I don’t have much time to fool around." Kameyata Mochizuki: "Yeah, you do that, just keep it cool like you always do." "I find your attitude very encouraging." Kameyata's words caught me by surprise. Ryoma Sakamoto: "You find my attitude encouraging? Really?" Kameyata Mochizuki: "Yeah, really!" Kameyata nodded without hesitation. Ryoma Sakamoto: "I see..." The moment I heard these words— I felt the anxiety in my chest fade away. Ryoma Sakamoto: "You're right. From now on, I can't worry about every little thing." Kameyata Mochizuki: "That's the Ryoma I know!" It reminds me of when I saw Perry's black ship in Uraga when I was in Edo for training in swordsmanship. I had never seen a ship of that might and size before... I couldn't imagine what kind of Westerners would be able to make something like that. After that, I met Master Katsu and Professor Koryu Kawata... I’ve been taught many things by the people I’ve met. Both Japanese and Westerners are made of the same stuff. So someday, we Japanese will be able to sail black ships with our own hands. The time has finally come for that dream to become reality. Ryoma Sakamoto: "I'll definitely get my own ship someday." "Using that black ship, I want to do business all over the world." "Then, I’ll become the richest man in the world!" Kameyata looked dumbfounded at my words. Kameyata Mochizuki: "...You’re out of your mind. You, becoming the richest man in the world…?" Ryoma Sakamoto: "Don’t be like that, it's good to have big dreams." I’ve told Kameyata this before... In fact, I don't think it's such a wild dream. 'Cause when I first saw Perry's ship... Back then it would be impossible to guess if the Japanese could manipulate or build a black ship. But now, it doesn’t seem so unreasonable. I don't think there is that much of a difference between Japanese and Westerners. To prove that— I’ll become the richest man in the world, and let everybody know that it isn’t an impossible dream. But, I don’t just want to get rich… Ryoma Sakamoto: "...From now on, I will only do business with the other side of the sea." “I want to create a country where we can do business on an equal footing.” "I'm going to be pretty busy from now on!" There are a lot of difficulties standing in front of us… But still, I am able to take a big step towards realizing my dream. –After I’m done reforming Japan, I’ll start chasing an even bigger dream. ~END~

A story from before the events of Kyoto Winds, about the meeting between two young men and the origins of a certain picture. Translated Video Kazue Souma: "Um... It should be somewhere around here..." I took out a piece of paper from my pocket and opened it to confirm the written address. It's been a long time since I've been to Edo, so I don't really know my way around. Although I’m trying to find a destination based on the written address… Kazue Souma: "Ah... I'm sorry!" Because I was walking while looking at a piece of paper, I bumped into someone. Not good. At this rate, I seem to cause trouble for others... For now, let's ask for directions at a nearby store. Kazue Souma: "The shopkeeper said it was here, but... is it really the right place?" No, he has no reason to lie to me... There are rows of rather poorly built tenement houses. I can't imagine an ukiyo-e artist living in a place like this... I stand in front of the building written on the piece of paper and call out. Kazue Souma: "Excuse me, I'm a messenger from the Kasama domain. Is anyone here?" After calling out to the other side of the entrance door, it stayed quiet for a while. Then the sliding door opens and a person appears from inside. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: “You're from the Kasama domain...?” Kazue Souma: "That right, I'm Kazue Souma from the Kasama domain. Are you master Ibuki?" Then the man scratched his head with an embarrassing look. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "I wouldn't call myself a 'master' just yet." "Anyway, come in. I've prepared some of the sketches you asked for." Prompted by a blunt gesture, I walked inside the building. The room was filled with the peculiar smell of paint. Judging from the state of the room, this man doesn't seem to have it easy... Perhaps this is what the painter's life is like. Ibuki brings some paintings from the back of the room. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: “You asked me to do a scenery of swordsmanship training, right?” "I have drawn a few rough sketches, but please choose which one you like most." I looked at the paintings that he had displayed in front of me. All the pictures he displayed depict a young man practicing swordsmanship. Kazue Souma: "Hmm... I see." I carefully inspected each picture that was presented to me. Although they are just sketches, they are all quite impressive. Kazue Souma: "Personally, I think this one is the best. Please proceed with the work with this picture." I chose a picture and handed it to Ibuki. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...I see, I thought so. I also actually thought that this one would be best." Kazue Souma: "Is that so?" Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "That’s right. Of course none of these paintings are lacking..." "But I can tell when a picture will be good before you finish it." Kazue Souma: "I see... That's what it is." I rarely have the opportunity to exchange words with an artist... So I had no way of knowing what they were thinking when they were painting. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...I understand. Well then, I will carve the woodblock with this picture." "I'll let the Kasama Domain know when it's finished, so please wait until then." Kazue Souma: "Please do." The Kasama domain ordered illustrations for a book aimed at the younger children of samurai... Its purpose is to encourage swordsmanship and the training of the mind and body. It seemed that young people would rather read a book with illustrations than a book with only words. That’s why this time they had decided to add illustrations . Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...Even so, I was interested in why you're asking an unnamed painter like me to work often." “Does the Kasama domain have considerable curiosity for unknown painters?” Kazue Souma: "Well..." I wasn't sure how to answer. The Kasama domain should have the budget for a famous painter... But why did they end up asking this young painter to do it instead? …I don't know the circumstances around their decision. Seeing me struggle to come up with an answer, he could guess what was going on... Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "... Well, I won't pry." "I'm also having a hard time making a living, so I'm grateful that you're giving me a job." Kazue Souma: "... If you say so, we’re glad to help. Besides–" I picked up the picture he showed me earlier. Kazue Souma: "Your paintings are powerful. In particular, the scenery of swordsmanship training makes me feel like I was there..." "It looks like someone who knows a lot about swordsmanship drew it." "You may be unknown now, but I'm sure you will become a famous painter someday." Then Ibuki looked away embarrassed. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "... Flattering you won't get anything." Kazue Souma: "I'm not trying to flatter you. I'm not very good at flattery." I just giving him my honest opinion Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...Come to think of it, I haven't even served you tea yet. Please wait right here." After that, he disappears behind the shoji door as if escaping. …Maybe I said too much? As I was thinking that while waiting for the tea, I casually looked around the room. The room is carelessly littered with drawings that look like they were failed drawings or sketches. As a painter, it’s only natural that he draws a huge number of pictures. Kazue Souma: "...Hmm?" Among the paintings, one caught my eye that was clearly different from the rest. It depicted a white-haired demon standing majestically in a landscape painted in red and black. It caught my eye in an instant, and I unintentionally reached out to it. When I looked at it up close, I was overwhelmed by a strange and ominous force. Kazue Souma: "Is this kimono from... Kanadehon Chushingura? No, he's wearing Asagi's haori so that can’t be it..." If I remember correctly, I've heard that there is a ronin formed corps in Kyoto that wears light blue haori. I think they are called the shinsen-something... As I was deep in thought... The shoji door opens, and Ibuki returns to the room. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "I'm sorry I kept you waiting. It may not be the best tea, but-" He suddenly froze mind sentence when he saw the picture in my hand. And then... Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "You! Why do you have that picture...!" Kazue Souma: "I'm sorry for looking around without permission. But as soon as I saw it, I was intrigued..." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "That's fine, now give it back!" The teacup in Ibuki's hand tumbled onto the tatami. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Ah... Hot!" Kazue Souma: "Are you alright!?" Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "No, I'm fine. Rather than that, give that back...!" Ibuki seemed to have no time to worry about the spilled teacup, and tried to approach me. Kazue Souma: "Please hold up. There’s something I want to ask you about this painting." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "What do you want to know about it? It's just scribbles, it's not worth anything!" Earlier, when he showed me the pictures I had requested, he was totally calm... I wonder if he really doesn't want anyone to see this painting. Kazue Souma: "Scribbles....? I think it's much more powerful and well-made than the drawings from before." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "What are you talking about? Just give it back!" I should have returned it immediately... But still, I was curious, so I asked. Kazue Souma: "This picture isn't about Chushingura, is it? Is it about the Shinsengumi... the ronin group from Kyoto, right?" The moment I asked that, Ibuki almost stopped breathing. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "No! It's not Shinsengumi!" Kazue Souma: "But this light blue haori is from the Shinsengumi, isn't it?" Ryuunosuke Ibuki: “Do you know the Shinsengumi!?” Kazue Souma: "I've heard of them." "They’re a group of thugs who cut down ronin in order to make a name for themselves." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...Yeah, I heard similar rumors, so I tried to draw them from my imagination." It's a common practice to depict historical heroes as transformed yokai... For an ukiyo-e artist, it may not be such an outlandish idea. Kazue Souma: "Is that so, that's why I drew him as a demon-like figure?" Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Y-Yeah, that's right. Now that's enough... give it back!" But... I faced Ibuki head-on as he tried to retrieve the painting. Kazue Souma: "...Ibuki. Can I keep this picture?" Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Huh!? Why are you so drawn to that picture?" Kazue Souma: "I don't know why, but I really like it" "Besides, I thought that this Enma-like fearsomeness would work as a good talisman against evil." "Of course, I won't take it for free. I'll pay you properly." Ibuki was staring at me with a dumbfounded expression. But eventually.... Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "It’s like an Enma amulet, huh?... Haha..." "...You really like it alot, don’t you." "It's fine. It's just some sketch I drew for fun, so you can have it for free." Kazue Souma: "Really? Thanks alot!" Ryunosuke Ibuki: "But don't show or talk to anyone about it." "If it's known that I drew the Shinsengumi as demons, I'm afraid I'll be in big trouble." Kazue Souma: "Oh, I understand. I'm just going to use this as my personal amulet." I put the picture Ibuki gave me in my pocket. Of course, at this point, I had no idea what was still to come... I had no way of knowing that the person depicted in this painting was Kamo Serizawa, the first head of the Shinsengumi. Nonetheless, I was fascinated by this painting... Maybe it was a calling from deep inside telling me about what fate had instore for me in the not so distant future. ~END~

A story from before the events of Kyoto Winds. Iba returns home after a day of teaching and is surprised to receive some news about his friend in Kyoto. Translated Video Hachiro Iba: "Well then, I will take my leave. I look forward to working with you tomorrow." After saying my goodbyes, I left the dojo. After walking for a while after leaving the dojo, I let out a sigh. Today, I'm on my way home from teaching swordsmanship to Hatamoto's children at the shogunate training facility. Hachiro Iba: "Even though I've been doing it for a while... it's still hard to teach people swordsmanship." I myself am still in training. Am I really qualified to teach swordsmanship to others? Hachiro Iba: "... No, it's not the time to be thinking such things." The Tokugawa family, which I serve, is facing an unprecedented crisis at the moment. We hatamoto must take the lead in protecting the shogun and his family. Then a sudden cold autumn wind blew in and made me shiver involuntarily. It may be time to change into a cotton-lined kimono. As I was thinking that. Hachiro Iba: "...!" An indescribable good smell floats in the air, and I unintentionally stop my tracks. The smell seemed to be coming from Kidoban's hut. This smell is... stone-baked sweet potato. I was just getting hungry, so I have no choice but to buy some. Hachiro Iba: "Excuse me. May I have two sweet potatoes?" I called out to the shopkeeper and asked him for some of his potatoes. Carrying the baked sweet potatoes in my pocket, I made my way home. Hachiro Iba: "I'm home" When I called out to him, my adoptive father, Gunbei Iba, who was sitting down, looked up at me. Gunbei Iba: "Oh, welcome home Hachiro." He seemed to be in the middle of his reading. In my father's hand, there is a book that seems to be an instruction book for swordsmanship that I already had finished reading. His demeanor is very peaceful... It was hard to believe that he was the master of the Iba Dojo. Then my father twitches his nose as if he noticed something. Gunbei Iba: "Hmm? Something smells good..." Hachiro Iba: "You notice? On the way home, they were selling baked sweet potatoes, so I bought some." Saying so, I unwrapped the bamboo skin and handed him a potato. Then my father's eyes beam with excitement. Gunbei Iba: "Are you sure?" "But you're the one who bought them, don't you want to enjoy them yourself?" Hachiro Iba: "It's fine, I bought this for you, father." Of course, I have an eye for delicious food... But sharing delicious food with others makes it even more delicious. That's why I wanted to share them with my father. Gunbei Iba: "Thank you Hachiro. Well then, don't mind if I do..." As he was saying that, father accepted the baked sweet potato I offered to him. Then, he nibbled on the still-warm baked sweet potato and smiled satisfactorily. Gunbei Iba: "Ah, it's delicious. If autumn had a taste, this would be it!" My father and I are not related by blood... However, people often say that I look exactly like him when enjoying delicious food like this, and I’d have to agree with them. Hachiro Iba: “I agree, but when it comes to the taste of autumn, saury and persimmons are also a staple of the season.” Gunbei Iba: "Certainly. This may be a more difficult statement to make." I burst out laughing at my father who nodded with a very happy look on his face. I also nibbled on the still-warm baked sweet potato. A rustic sweet taste with a warm texture fills my mouth. If happiness had a taste, I think it must be something like this. Then.... Gunbei Iba: "... I'm happy that you want to share some delicious food with me." "But on the other hand, it also makes me feel a bit lonely." Hachiro Iba: "...?" I blinked, not understanding the meaning of my father's sudden words. Why would he feel lonely? Then my father looked at me sideways and said… Gunbei Iba: "Well, you are about that age–" "Where it wouldn't be strange to have a girl or two to share delicious food with." I never expected him to say something like that— Hachiro Iba: "...! *cough*, *cough*!" I nearly choked at his unexpected words. Hachiro Iba: "Father, what are you talking about...?!" Gunbei Iba: "Don’t act so surprised. You're a man of age, aren't you?" "Isn't there at least one girl who you’re interested in?" This wasn't the first time that my father gave me this kind of talk. Of course, it's not that there isn’t a girl that comes to mind... Hachiro Iba: "...I'm still in training, so I don't have time to think about such silly things." After I answered, I pushed the baked sweet potato into my mouth. Seeing me like that, my father shrugged his shoulders. Gunbei Iba: "...Every time I ask you this question, you answer with that." "When will your training end?" "I feel sorry for your real parents if you miss your chance for marriage and end up alone forever." Hachiro Iba: "Even if you say that..." Swordsmanship is a profound thing, and your life may come to an abrupt end at any moment. I can understand why my father is worried about me, but... Hachiro Iba: "At least… until I catch up to Tosh and the others, I can't think of women." In response to the recruitment of Roshigumi, they went to kyoto. The Shieikan people, who are now working in Kyoto, which is now at the center of politics, have been on my mind for a long time. Ever since the first day I met them, they have always been my goal. At least, the next time I see them, I don't want to show them my embarrassing appearance. Gunbei Iba: "...Ah" As soon as I mentioned Tosh's name, my father hit his knee as if he remembered something. Gunbei Iba: "Speaking of which, I forgot to tell you something." "It’s about the Shieikan guys who went up to Kyoto as members of the Roshigumi." Hachiro Iba: "! Did something happen to Toshi and the others?" Ever since they left Edo, I've been curious about the recent situation of the Roshigumi. Since it's Kondo and Toshi, I believed they're doing well, but... Gunbei Iba: "It seems that they are officially in charge of maintaining public order in Kyoto as the custody of the Aizu clan." "And in the incident where they drove the Choshu out of Kyoto the other day, it is said that they behaved with dignity." Hachiro Iba: "Really!?" Gunbei Iba: "Do you think I made this all up?" Hachiro Iba: "No... Of course not!" I vigorously shook my head. A tingling sensation creeps up from my feet. When they were still in Edo, Toshi told me something. He said that he was envious of me, as someone who was born with a samurai family. I've never seen anyone born in a Hatamoto family look as samurai as they do. For them, it must have been a gap that could never be filled. Gunbei Iba: “I hear that Lord Matsudaira Katamori of the Aizu clan is a very loyal man.” "I'm sure he will recognize their work." Hachiro Iba: "Yes, I believe so too." Toshi's dream has finally come true, and they are now recognized for their work as samurai. Of course, I'm happy about that, but... Hachiro Iba: "I can't afford to lose to them." I want to catch up with them as soon as possible, but… Due to my position, I cannot help but feel compelled to stay here in Edo. I want to work with them for the Shogunate. As if could read my thoughts, my father continued. Gunbei Iba: "...There's something else I need to tell you." Hachiro Iba: "What is it?" I became nervous at my father's formal tone. What is he about to tell me... It doesn't sound like bad news. After a short silence, he spoke up with a smile. Gunbei Iba: "Hachiro, you have been given an unofficial notice of the Shoguns Okuzume." “Official notification will be given at the beginning of the year, but after that, you will be working as Lord Iemochi’s bodyguard.” Hachiro Iba: "Me....an Okuzume?" This is a great honor. But that wasn't the only news from my father. Gunbei Iba: "Yes. When lord Iemochi leaves for Kyoto, you will accompany him." Hachiro Iba: "...!" The moment I heard those words, I was at a loss for words. I was so surprised, it didn't feel real... However, I know very well that my father would never say such a thing as a joke. The next moment, I was smiling and asking this question. Hachiro Iba: "Really? ...Can I really go to Kyoto?" Gunbei Iba: "Yes. But not right away." "The day will come when you can show Hijikata and the others how much you have grown..." "Yes, it's not long now." I'm so moved that I'm about to burst into tears... I deeply bowed my head. Hachiro Iba: "Thank you so much! I will gladly accept that role." And then I got up again. Hachiro Iba: "I can't stay like this. I'll have to practice for when I can see Toshi and the others again!" Gunbei Iba: "Isn’t that a bit much? Even if you become an Okuzume, you are not going to go to Kyoto immediately..." Hachiro Iba: "I'm sure I'll go someday soon!" I couldn't stay still, so I ran outside. I carefully pulled out the sword that was attached to my waist. Then, with all my might, I swung my sword. It was as if all my blood was welling up. Even though the autumn wind is blowing, I don't feel the cold at all. Hachiro Iba: "I can go to Kyoto...! I can go see Tosh and the others." Toshi, Kondo, Sanan, Okita, Saito, Nagakura, Toudou, Harada... I'm sure everyone is raising their arms. Day and night, they are fighting for their life against ronin who disturb the peace and order of Kyoto. I want to meet them soon, and see how they have grown their skills with the sword. Hachiro Iba: "Toshi, please wait for me." "Until the next time we meet, I'll train even more..." The feeling of cutting the wind with my sword feels good. It's as if they're answering my words on behalf of Toshi and the others. Hachiro Iba: "Oh, that's right..." At that moment, something crossed my mind. If I ever have to leave for Kyoto... I should go visit her before I leave. Of course, I'm not confident enough to walk up to her, but... Even so, if I can just see her from afar... Hachiro Iba: "...No, I should stop." As I am now– I'm not convinced enough to meet her. I want to go see her after I become a man who is worthy of her. Hachiro Iba: "So... please wait until then." "Someday, I'll definitely go see you." While gripping my sword with all my strength... I called out to the girl for whom I would risk my life to protect. ~End~

Hey hey! I have put all the questions I answered during the Q&A here (plus a few extra)! If you still have some questions you like to ask me, feel free to comment! Q: Are you gonna make more R18 translated content? A: YES! I have another game already in the works and will be released a little after Chou no Doku is finished! Q: Where will Iba’s route be done? A: Soon I hope… It should be done before the end of April, so I’ll do my very best! Q: Are you going to translate the other chapters of Hukuoki Tenun? A: I plan to! They are fun to make and to play through. I will however not be translating Saito’s route since that one has already been translated by someone else! Q: Will you be translating other Hakuoki games? A: Yes! I have some short translations planned but I won’t translate an entire game since I’m still focused on working on Tenun. Q: Do you know any Japanese? A: I know very little Japanese, But I am currently following Japanese classes! Q: What progremess do you use? A: I use 3 programs for translating. EasyScreenOCR: to capture the Japanese text, Google translate and Yandex translate for wel... translating. For video's I use Wondershare Filmora.

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After forming a closer bond, Lady Kyoko brings Yuriko a very special 'toy' which the two of them can 'play' with however they like. ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: violence, sexual violence, sexual assault, drug/substance abuse. Translated Video Since then, Yuriko has encountered scenes similar to the one she witnessed at the restaurant. Each time, she stayed to watch in silence. Each time, Kyoko slept with a different partner. But what they all have in common is that they all have good physiques and a large build. Kyoko exchanges affection practically as a greeting. As soon as Kyoko meets a partner, they will find a hidden spot– no matter where the location is– and have sex. The lady is like a spider that ups her nest in many places and eats whatever prey she happens to pass by. Yuriko: (I can’t believe someone like her exists… She’s so promiscuous…) And yet, Yuriko can’t bring herself to stop peeping. Sometimes she was standing, sometimes she was picked up in the air, and sometimes she was on all fours. Kyoko seemed to be gradually losing her reservations. These days, she indulges in bringing men into her room. The room Yuriko is assigned to is next to Kyoko's room. She can often hear strange voices. While she felt a strong sense of disgust, Yuriko was unable to hold back her fever. Her injured area has almost healed, but Kyoko doesn't stop applying medicine to her. Every night, after coming back from playing around, she would spread her legs in Kyoko's room. Before she knew it, Kyoko's fingers had begun to move boldly. She had a feeling there that she didn't want to admit. Every time Yuriko sees Kyoko's lewd behavior, she remembers that feeling and rubs her thighs together. And then, one day… Kyoko: “Yuri! Do you have a moment? I want to show you something.” They just arrived at home after shopping, as per usual, when Kyoko called Yuriko to her room. And she can’t believe what’s inside. A naked man is kneeling on the floor. His entire body is tied up with rope, and a large, frightening object looms up from his crotch. Yuriko was stunned when she saw his sweaty and flushed face. Yuriko: “S-Saburo…?” Kyoko: “No. It’s a pest. It might have had a name when it was human, but I really couldn’t care less.” Kyoko bursts into laughter. At that voice, Saburo trembled and his crotch aroused. What is this filthy man doing here? Tied and gagged, too? Yuriko: “Lady Kyoko… What is this about?” Kyoko: “Hehe! This thing right here is my present for you.” Yuriko: “Wha—!? Y-You mean Saburo!?” Kyoko: “Yes. It’s yours now, so you can do whatever with it. If you want to boil it, go ahead. If you want to roast it, by all means, do so.” Yuriko: “I… I’m sorry, but… I’m not sure I’m following you.” Kyoko: “Oh? Oh, that’s right. You may not know… I’ll give you an example then.” Immediately after saying that, the lady lay down on the chaise longue, untied the hem of her kimono, and spread her legs wide open. Kyoko: "Come on. It's feeding time." Saburo: “Ah… hah!!” ~Picture~ Saburo's bloodshot eyes glared as he flopped over on his knees, snorted heavily, and sucked on Kyoko's crotch. Yuriko: “...!” Kyoko: "Hah... ah... ha... did you see that? My lady... did you hear that...?" Saburo licks Kyoko's pussy like crazy, sucks on her folds, and inserts his thick tongue between them. The sound of his ragged and ferocious breathing… All of it rings a bell for her. She can feel it— the moment her blood leaves her body. Yuriko: “Oh…! …Th-There’s no way! It was…!?” Kyoko: “That’s him, your assailant. I knew right away…  That’s why I caught and trained him for you.” Kyoko grins and smiles horribly. Keeping her thighs spread apart. Kyoko: "Ah, ah, ah... this guy loves to slurp up women's honey... he's been like that ever since I had him." “I think he just doesn’t have morals… He stabbed a servant during a fight, easily and without remorse. Luckily, the servant he stabbed was another troublemaker.” “Anyways, I decided to kick him out, ah, ha… because of all the trouble, hmm… he’d caused. And then, ah, he started working at your house, ah… hah...” Even while Kyoko is talking, Saburo doesn't stop feasting on her. Yuriko recalls the beast’s atrocity on that day, and she almost passes out. She’d had no idea—that it was Saburo who attacked her. That the horrendous beast from that night was the male servant who’s been working at her family’s manor. Kyoko: “This fool is addicted to opium and would do anything to get some, ah, so invited him saying that I would give him some, ngh, he practically came running… Ah, hah! Agh!” “Ah, hah, ha, coming, I’m coming!!! …Aahh!!” Kyoko became jumpy like a sweetfish. Then, a large amount of honey overflowed, and Saburo purred and drank every bit of it. Yuriko just stared at the scene in astonishment. Kyoko: “Aah… hah… So, Yuri? …What should we make of this… pest?” Yuriko: “...” Kyoko: “The one thing I couldn’t forgive this thing for is… the fact that he hurt you…” “This… damned beast!” Saburo: “Ngh— Urg!” Kyoko kicked Saburo in the groin and he fell miserably to the floor. However, it stood there even more firmly and tremblingly as he shook his head. Yuriko couldn't take her eyes off of it. That's what tore her apart that night. That ugly, dirty, dark thing… Yuriko: “I… don’t want to touch something like that…” Kyoko: “Yes, I agree… You’re an endearing and beautiful woman. You shouldn’t be tainted by the likes of men.” Yuriko: “...But you like playing with men, don’t you, Lady Kyoko?” Kyoko: “I do. I like interesting things. But I don’t care about men. I just care about playing and having fun.” “Most importantly, I like lovely young women. I like beautiful ladies… like you.” Yuriko: “Lady Kyoko…” ~Picture~ Kyoko pulls Yuriko in for a gentle embrace. The lady smells nice. She smells sweet… It might be the smell of milk. Somehow, it reminds her of her mother— the smell of her mother. The lady might be an awfully promiscuous woman, but she isn’t playing with men. She just likes interesting games. The lady who surrounds herself with beautiful dolls, who kicks a man rolling on the floor, who says that she likes lovely young women is now hugging her close. The reason she can’t think of Kyoko as weird, abnormal, or disgusting might be that she herself is starting to become someone similar… Kyoko told Yuriko that she’d gone through the same experience. Perhaps the lady’s preference had changed to the state that it is today since that moment. And now, she’s changing too… Yuriko: “...I like you… Lady Kyoko…” Kyoko: “Oh, really? Thank you, my lady… I’m happy to hear that.” Yuriko: “We don’t need this ugly beast in our life. We just have to care about enjoying our games, right?” Kyoko: “That’s right. Which makes this man our toy— a toy of warm flesh and blood.” Kyoko traces Saburo's shaft with her toes. Saburo cries like a beast in response. Men are filthy. Men reek. Men are hideous. Men are such ugly creatures. They serve no purpose. The only thing men are good form is eating, or being eaten. Oh. That’s right. She remembers that spider… The beautiful and ruthless Joro spider that she saw in the garden. At the time, she wished she could become one. She wished she could be a woman who preys on men and not a woman that the beats known as men could sully. Kyoko: “I want to hear cruel words from your pretty lips… Say it, Yuri. What do you want to do with this thing?” Yuriko: “...I hate its voice, so I don’t need its throat.” Her voice sounds foreign to her ears. And yet, her lips and her tongue are moving on their own to weave the words. Yuriko: “It has an ugly face too, so I don’t need its face. I hate its stench too, so I don’t need its skin.” “The way it writhes disgusts me, so I don’t need its muscles and entrails. I hate seeing it quiver too, so I don’t need its bones.” Kyoko: “Oh, dear… But then what will be left of it?” Yuriko: “I guess… we can let it retain bits of itself if you wish, Lady Kyoko… Kyoko: “Hahaha! You’re a genius! Let’s get on with the plan.” -Kyoko claps her hands like an excited little girl. Kyoko: “From now on, I’m going to teach you fun and interesting things.” Yuriko: “...Are you sure I’m going to have fun?” Kyoko: “Of course! Why else do you think I showed you my games? You’ve seen plenty, haven’t you?” “We were born as women. It’ll be our loss if we live without ever knowing the pleasure only women can feel. And I… will teach you about it.” Is Kyoko– the woman who waltzes with men under the soles of her feet— trying to make a carbon copy of herself? Or is she trying to make a favorite new doll? Yuriko’s mind takes her far to the manor of the Nomiya family while she’s burying her face in the lady’s soft bosom. The days when she was so motivated to find the person who killed her father and mother now seem like they belong in a distant past. Trying to find the truth behind her family’s chain of misfortunes has led Yuriko to a painful experience, and now, she has lost the desire to return to the manor. She’s tired. Now, everything seems like a pain to do. She can pamper her eyes with nothing but beautiful things if she stays by Kyoko’s side. She can laugh cheerfully. She can revel in sweet comfort. She likes Kyoko. No one in that manor was able to help her. She only has Kyoko. This is where she should be. Yuriko kicks Saburo– or what’s left of him– to the side. Then, she and Kyoko fall on top of each other on the bed. Their white limbs tangle… Much like a beautiful Joro spider with eight legs. ~END~

When Yuriko went to Lady Kyoko, she discovered something she did not expect. She saw a whole new and beautiful side of Lady Kyoko and could not take her eyes away from her. Translated Video Just when she started to regret not asking anyone for directions, she hears a screaming voice coming from somewhere nearby. She freezes in her spot and gulps. Yuriko: (What… was that?) The shouting is intermittent… repetitive. Is someone being attacked…? The memory of her own tragedy flickers back to life in the back of Yuriko’s mind, and her hands move on their own accord to hug herself. Yuriko: (Oh gosh… What do I do?) What exactly is happening here? Should she ask for help? As she’s internally debating what to do next, a maid comes walking from the other side of the corridor. It’s the same woman who checked in on her and the lady in the tatami room earlier. Yuriko: “Oh! Excuse me!” Maid: “Yes? Oh. You are the lady who came here with Lady Kyoko…” Yuriko: “C-Can you hear the shrieking? Where is it coming from?” Maid: “Pardon? …Oh. That.” -The maid’s lips curve up to form a smile that looks strangely imbued with meanings. Yuriko: “D-Do you think we should probably call the police?” Maid: “Oh, no, no. That’s not necessary. We would not want the lady to get arrested.” Yuriko: “Huh? What do you mean…?” Maid: “If you’re curious, why don't you take a look? The cries are from the room in the corner. Hehe… The lady has a penchant for leaving the sliding door slightly ajar.” The maid laughs and walks away, leaving Yuriko behind. She blinks, unsure what to make of that information. Yuriko: (Arrested by the police…?) Who? Kyoko? But why? Then again, who do these shouts belong to? Nervous, Yuriko swallows hard and walks as quietly as possible toward the room mentioned by the maid. Just as the maid said, the sliding door of the room is slightly open, the gap enables her to take a peek inside. Yuriko’s eyes land on… ~Picture~ Kyoko. She still has her kimono sash tied around her waist, but the disheveled state of her sloths renders her practically naked. Next to her is a man, and she’s twisting her body against him like a beautiful fish swimming in the water. Kyoko: “Ah! Amazing! Simply divine!” Tanabe: "God, you're so tight... I can't believe you haven't loosened up even after playing with me this much." Kyoko: "Ah! Oh, yeah! You're so hard today too! Oh, you're going to spill a lot...!" Kyoko gasped, arching her white throat and twisting her hips. Her big, round, watermelon-like breasts were shaking as if they were about to spill out. As the man's large hands grabbed them and started massaging them, white material dripped from the tips of her grape-colored nipples. Tanabe: "Oh, hehe...it's here again." Kyoko: "Oh, that's right. Even though it's been years since I gave birth, my milk still comes out." Tanabe: “Maybe it’s because you started to let men suck on them after you finish feeding the baby.” Kyoko: "Hehe... I don't know... It might have already become poisonous..." Tanabe: "I see, it's poison… it seems sweet..." Kyoko: "Ah… Yes! Suck it more!!" Shaking her hair, Kyoko draped herself over the man. At that moment, the man's stuff inside Kyoko slipped out. Yuriko almost screamed at its size. It was slimy and glistening, dark red, and had a long, thick, rugged trunk with strangely smooth, round gills on top. This was the first time Yuriko had seen a penis. Yuriko: (That...... something like that...) It was inside Kyoko's slender waist. Yuriko knows that it must really hurt. If something that big and creepy got put inside, she is sure that it would hurt. However, although Kyoko is screaming, she is also happy. Now he buries his cock in her ass again. It makes a wet slurping sound as it slides inside. Kyoko: "Oh... oh... your cock is the best! Oh, yes, deeper! Mess me up!!" Yuriko stared at the scene for a while, forgetting to breathe. Kyoko... is enjoying herself. She takes in something so thick and long, rubbing it inside her and getting pleasure from it. Yuriko couldn't believe her. She said she was in so much pain that she fainted. Kyoko is straddling the man and shaking her hips as she pleases. While milk is dripping from her breasts, she is tasting the man with appetite through the slit between her thighs. Yuriko: (Lady Kyoko… She’s feasting…) The euphoric look on Kyoko’s face is none other than her real face– the face she makes when her instincts take over. Oh, that’s right. It’s the same. It reminds her of a female Joro spider that eats the male during copulation… ~END~

Welcome to the world of beasts and extreme pleasure! I hope you are prepared because it will be a wild ride. ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: sexual violence, prostitution, drug/substance abuse. Translated Video Her eyes become hot and wet behind the blindfold. Heavy, wet breaths were everywhere. The rope digs into her smooth crotch, where her pubic hair has been shaved. Her skin coated in honey glimmers under the dim red light. She hung from the ceiling, exposing her entire naked body to the public eye. Yuriko: “Kyaaa!!” A searing pain runs down her back. Yuriko: “Ngh!!” “Ah…Aaahh!!” Sweat gushes out from the pores and splatters everywhere. Her flesh writhed in severe pain and her bones creaked. Every time the whip is swung, her body jumps like a sweetfish, much to the delight of the audience. Male customer: "It smells good… I can smell the lady's sweat all the way here." Female customer: "I can't get enough of it… her body looks so delicious..." She heard the vulgar words being whispered in her hazy consciousness. The blindfold comes off while she is writhing in agony. In a corner of a room clouded with opium smoke, she spotted a familiar-looking man. Yuriko: (...Fujita?) Why is he here? The shock of being whipped threw away those questions. Yuriko: “Aaagh!!” “Ah!! Haah…” “Mhg…” Suddenly, she loses consciousness. Endless darkness surrounds her as she is on the verge of fainting. Immediately, the rope hanging her body is untied and lowered. Then, the hyenas rush towards their prey. Her consciousness came flooding back by the horrifying yet excruciating pleasure. Yuriko: “Kyaa, ah, hah, ha!’ —--- Hot lips, wet tongue, loose fingers, and engorged genitals. A tongue that enters the nostril, a smoking pipe inserted between her teeth, a palm that kneads the breast, a tongue that rolls the nipple, a mouth that licks the armpit, a mouth that sucks the navel, and a lip that sucks the genitals. Differed hands, mouths, flesh, juices, breaths, and opium… They engulfed Yuriko like some kind of large monster, shaking her wildly with waves of pleasure. Eventually, a penis is pressed against the center of her genitals which are spread wide open. Yuriko: “Aaaaah!!” A huge penis is inserted deeply inside her. The love juice is pushed out and the string is drawn lazily. The hard, thick mass of meat almost splits her ass, and it feels horrifyingly good. Yuriko: “Heya,aaaaaaaaaah!!” When that long sheft pinched the innermost part of her ripe pussy, Yuriko arched in agony and let out a howl from the overwhelming pleasure. The penis begins to move with tremendous force. Unrelenting pleasure makes Yuriko fall into her beast. Female customer: "Oh, delicious, so delicious." Male customer: “So good, I can’t stand it.” Countless lips are sucking on Yuriko's shaking and screaming body. Every time she sweats from the extreme pleasure, a steamy aroma wafts around her. Yuriko: “Aha! Ha! Hah, ha, ha!” Yuriko goes crazy as a steel-like penis stirs the muddy honey pot. It hit her so hard that she thought it was going to burst her stomach, and she couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure. Yuriko: “Ngh! Ah, hah, aah…!” “C-Coming!! I’m coming, ah, ha, aaaaah—!!!” Yuriko screamed and drooled like a beast, and reached her climax while dripping urine. His tongue sticks to her crotch to prevent her from leaking even that. Her entire body becomes sensitive and the waves of climax come as all the sensations cover her skin. While Yuriko is constantly flying to climax, the man is shaking her hips like an animal. Eventually, Yuriko's body is lifted up with the penis still in her pussy. Then, something slippery was pushed into her round hole and melted by the heat inside her body. As the insides of her rectum begin to itch, his penis is pressed against her behind. Yuriko: “Hiiiii—!!” Yuriko screamed with her eyes wide open like an animal as she took in an extremely thick penis from both the front and back. The hellish pleasure of the male genitals rubbing against her insides and flesh separating the rectum and vagina from both sides. The one sprinkled with chrysanthemums pushes up as if hitting her coccyx, and the other one inserted into her vagina continues to pierce the cervix. Yuriko: “Hii, ahng, ha, ah, aaah!!” Because of opium, all sensations are replaced by pleasure. Both her vagina and anus happily suck on the thickness of the penis, dripping fluids and peristalsis. Yuriko: “Hi, heya, ha, ah, good, so good!” “Give me your cum, hurry up, and give me your com!!” Yuriko cries out while being shaken violently, and soon, thick semen is spat out in globs. Yuriko accepts it in ecstasy, and she enjoys the feeling of a large amount of semen flowing inside her. Immediately another penis penetrates her, and her entire body convulses violently as she reaches an endless orgasm. While Yuriko drifts into her trance, she continues to struggle in the world of sensuality. Fujita: “...My lady…” In her hazy mind, she hears a familiar voice. Fujita: "I was trying to protect you." "It's strange… my Lady… she's the most beautiful when she's doing that..." A world of ecstasy. A hell pulsates beneath the ground where people live their lives with innocent faces. Was it her destiny to fall here ever since her father died? She can't go back now. She doesn't have to go back. The world of beasts, where there is nothing to hide, is more comfortable than the time when she was wrapped in cotton wool, treated with care, and protected from all filth. Who let her fall here? It doesn't matter anymore. Oh, push it in more, lick it, touch it. Then suck the skin and eat the meat. Until the opium-stained pink skull falls apart beautifully. ~END~

Yuriko gets married to Shiba and starts plotting her revenge. While hiding her true feelings deep inside her heart, Yuriko acts like the perfect wife until her vengeance is complete. Disclaimer: I did not edit the entire ending because it's practically the same as the official translation. Translated Video Eventually, Yuriko agrees to marry Shiba. The feast of their wedding is held at the Teikoku Hotel. It’s a spectacular and lively affair. The union between a nouveau riche man and a daughter from a poor aristocratic family is the textbook definition of a marriage of convenience. As such, their wedding decorates the front page of many newspapers. The guests stare—rather rudely too—at the bride, but Yuriko does not shy away. Not with the flames of vengeance burning in her heart. Her father, mother, and brother are dead. This is a battle to mourn for them, and she is the only fighter. After she became his wife, Shiba acts like a different person. He’s extremely nice toward Yuriko. She presents herself like an ideal wife who is all smiles on the surface, but maybe Shiba decided to change his attitude because he knows that deep inside, she hates him. Or because he’s starting to feel guilty for every cruel thing he did to the Nomiya household. He lavishes Yuriko with gorgeous dresses, ornaments, and countless luxurious items, but her frozen heart refuses to melt. Her only moral support comes in the form of a small bottle. She asked Majima to get this item for her. It’s a magic bottle that will grant her most earnest desire. ~Flash back~ Yuriko: “Majima. I wonder if there is an item that can slowly kill someone.” A day after Yuriko decided to take her revenge on Shiba, she goes to Majima and asks him this question. Yuriko: “You’ve taken care of various kinds of plants. I bet you know a lot of drugs and poisons.” Majima: “...My lady… Why would you ask me that question?” Majima’s voice is stiff when he inquires back, and Yuriko scoffs. Yuriko: “Because I have decided to avenge my family and take my revenge on that man.” “I don’t want to carry out my revenge through normal means. I want him to suffer and grow weaker every day. I want to take my time, just like how he slowly dyed this manor with misfortunes.” Majima: “My lady…” Majima seems to be taken aback, overwhelmed. For a while, he doesn’t say anything. But then he weakly shakes his head. Majima: “I… I refuse, my lady… I cannot…” “I cannot let you be a criminal for a man like him…” Yuriko: “Majima…” Yuriko feels her eyes widen for a moment, not expecting Majima’s answer. Yuriko: “...Thank you. I don’t want to be a criminal for that poor excuse of a man either.” Majima: “Then please…!” Yuriko: “...So I want something that I can use to kill him without making it look like a murder.” Majima lifts his head, shocked to hear the cold words that have spilled from Yuriko’s mouth. Yuriko: “I think he has a personal doctor who regularly examines him. So I will need something that can gradually eat into his body and go unnoticed even by doctors.” “It can’t be something that causes blatant symptoms or something that stands out when he consumes it. Listen, Majima… I know you can find something that meets these requirements for me. Right?” Frozen in place, Majima stares at Yuriko. The second he realizes that his master has no intention of choosing another way out, Majima drops his gaze with a sad look on his face. Majima: “...I understand. I will see if I can find something.” Yuriko: “But you do have an idea, don’t you?“ Majima: “Yes. Some… poisons are indeed tasteless, odorless, and are capable of weakening the body little by little. But it is easy to detect them if the body is autopsied.” “That man probably makes enemies on a daily basis. If we use regular poisons on him, he will develop symptoms that are similar to food poisoning. We do not want that because he will suspect that he is being poisoned and start investigating.” “There is another, safer option… It does not work as fast as other poisons, but it will eventually make him ill. Right now, this substance has yet to even be acknowledged as a poison… So even if they find out about it, they will not suspect you, my lady.” Yuriko: “...Thank you, Majima.” “I will avenge my family… I swear.” ~End flashback~ Shiba: “Hey, I’m home.” She is still deep in her recollections when she hears Shiba’s voice from the distance. The household stirs awake in response to their master’s arrival. Yuriko returns to her senses and runs toward her “husband” who has just come back from work. Yuriko: “Welcome back, dear.” Shiba: “Thanks. I’m home.” Shiba looks at Yuriko and breaks into a smile of relief. He hugs her tightly to his broad chest. Feeling that he is going to kiss her then and there, in front of their servants, Yuriko blushes and turns away. Yuriko: “D-Don’t do that here.” Shiba: “I don’t see why not. I flew back for you. Come on… Let’s go straight to our room.” Yuriko: “Are you sure you’re not tired, dear…?” Shiba: “I’m fine. All the exhaustion left me when I saw your face.” Shiba wraps his arm around Yuriko’s shoulders and leisurely walks toward their bedroom. Yuriko: “I’ll bring you the usual liquor, so go ahead.” Shiba: “I don’t need it now.” Yuriko: “But you seldom come back for dinner, do you? I’d like to have a drink with you.” Shiba has been coming home late as of recently. He’s got a new factory now, and it looks like he’s going to be busy until things get on track there. For that reason, Shiba has been eating his dinners out, leaving Yuriko to often take her meals on her own. Shiba “Mmph. Got it. But make it quick, okay?” Yuriko: “Of course.” Shiba happily agrees to the demand of his new wife. Without knowing that she;’s been pouring her hatred, black like tar, into his liquor all this time. ~Next scene~ She brings a bottle of Western liquor and glasses on a tray, and when she reaches their bedroom, the door is wide open. Yurikok comes to a halt and takes a peek. Shiba is there– having only taken off his jacket— standing by the window and looking out. There’s something strangely tranquil about his profile, and she hesitates to call out. She didn’t know he was capable of making that face… Yuriko feels like she’s seeing something that she shouldn’t. And then, Shiba turns around, perhaps sensing her presence there. Shiba: “...Hey. There you are.” Yuriko: “Sorry. Did I make you wait?” Shiba: “Not at all. Time spent waiting for you never bothers me.” Even after they get married, he’s still capable of spouting such nauseating flattery. Shiba pours the liquor into a glass himself and upends it, emptying the liquor inside in one gulp. Yuriko watches his Adam’s apple with an ice-cold gaze as it bobs up and down. This is how the seeds of illness are slowly taking root inside Shiba. It’s been two months since she started poisoning his liquor and meals, but she has yet to notice any conspicuous signs. Is it really poison that she’s been feeding him? She’s worried that perhaps Majima gave her something that isn’t dangerous. Despite her worry, she knows that she can always find another method if nothing happens to Shiba after one or two years. Oblivious to his wife’s twisted scheme, Shiba genially thrusts a glass with the liquor inside toward her. Shiba: “You should drink too.” Yoriko: “...You know I can’t drink too much.” Shiba: “Then let me drink… From your mouth.” He acts spoiled, and Yuriko quietly returns his smile. Yuriko: “...Fine.” She takes the glass and pours the numbing liquor into her mouth. Then she snakes her arms around Shiba’s neck and presses their lips together. Shiba slips his hot tongue into Yuriko’s mouth at the same as she pours the liquor from her mouth to his. The sensation of his tongue makes Yuriko’s core tingle and her knees nearly buckle. Shiba is a skillful man. So skillful, in fact, that he’s able to make Yuriko forget about her revenge when they are in bed. Sex is a path that she has to tread upon, and she has recognized its inevitability since the day she agreed to marry him. But her mind is an obstinate one; it used to refuse to register the pleasure she would feel whenever they slept together. However, her stubborn will didn’t last long. Sex was agonizing at first, but maybe Shiba and Yuriko are physically compatible to begin with because now she’s already accustomed to enjoying the feeling completely. ~Picture~ Yuriko: “Ah, aah, ngh, hah.” Shiba: “Hah, hah, you're soaking wet tonight too." Her kimono was rolled up and she was thrust up from behind like an animal. Yuriko's white body fights as her most sensitive area is mercilessly stimulated, causing her love juices to spill out. Her ripe insides melt around Shiba's strong manhood. Every time Shiba's lower abdomen was pressed against her white, foamy joint, a sticky sound echoed. When her voluptuous breasts spilled out from her clothes and were roughly fondled by large hands, her uterus felt numb and painful. Yuriko: "Ah, ah, ah, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Shiba: "Ngh, oh, good, come, come all you want… ha, ha!" Yuriko: "Ha, hah, ah, ah." Her mind went blank from the pleasure. Her pores open and a hot sweat of pleasure gushes out. She stirred the mattress, her whole body stiffening and convulsing. A large amount of love juice leaks from her inside of the honey jar. Shiba slowly trusted his shaft in and out, enjoying the juicy wetness of her vagina. Shiba: "Ah...Ah, the sweet smell has gotten stronger...Your skin is also moist..." Shiba: “Hey… Are you still not up for it?” Yuriko is basking in the afterglow when Shiba asks in a whisper, and she grimaces. She has continued to refuse any action that may lead to the two of them having a baby with the excuse that she can’t afford to have children now. However, Shiba seems to want children so badly that he keeps asking this question every chance he gets. Yuriko: “...Not yet… We’ve only been married for a couple of months.” “I still want to be with you, just the two of us… I still want to experience living as a married couple with you.” Yuriko turns around, holds Shiba’s head with both hands, and kisses him. The excuse she’s just said is nothing but childish coquetry. But she knows that it works like magic on Shiba, perhaps way too effectively to be normal. This man seems to be deeply obsessed with her, for a reason that Yuriko can’t seem to grasp. At first, she thought he wanted to marry her just to earn the aristocratic title, and she expected him to treat her differently after their wedding, but the change in his attitude never came. Shiba: “You’re right… Maybe it’s still too early for me to give the right to hug you to our baby.” Yuriko: “Hehe… You’re such a spoiled child…” Shiba turned Yuriko on her back, grabbed her swaying white breasts, and sucked on her sharp red-plum-colored nipples. And he acts like a big baby himself. Yuriko keeps her hold around his head and hugs him tightly. It’s only during their pillow talk at night that she’s forced to leave her hatred behind. It’s the only time she has to play the role of this man’s wife whenever he wraps her in his arms– the only time she has to lock her heart deep inside her chest. They get physically intimate every night, and they’ve learned every inch of each other’s body. Shiba loves everything about Yuriko, and she lets him. She hates him so much, more than she can ever describe but she’d be lying if she says that she doesn’t feel; anything for him. But her feelings for him stir awake only at night. After Yuriko sees Shiba off for work, she returns to her room and clutches the amulet with her brother’s hair inside close to her chest. By doing so, she regains the will to take revenge. She will recall those painful memories and tell herself not to forget the humiliation and the hell that the Nomiya household had to go through, and not to let the fire of hatred be extinguished. Ever since Shiba appeared, tragedies befell the Nomiya household in succession. They were all cunning traps Shiba had set up in order to obtain Yuriko. He knew the Nomiya household was suffering from huge debts, but he pushed them into an even deeper hole of poverty. And then he deceived the gentle people who were trying to reach out to help her family. She recalls the miserable look of her brother’s swollen face, and he used to be such a beautiful man. Yuriko shivers, feeling tears prickle in her eyes. How much damage has her brother’s pride taken? How mortified he must have been? How suffocated did he feel when water flooded his lungs until he passed away? How frigid was the water? Yuriko: (I can’t forgive that man… Ever…) And so, with hands dyed with hatred, Yuriko feeds the man poison every day. It’s a tenacious task that she keeps up until Shiba collapses from an illness. At last, she begins to notice a change in Shiba’s Physique. He has lost his appetite, and his entire body often looks weary and tortured. The doctor has told him to refrain from drinking alcohol, but Shiba doesn’t listen. He keeps drinking. His secretary Yamazaki has asked Shiba to rest because he’s been working too much, but Shiba doesn’t listen to this advice either. Shiba must be confident in his own health because his physique is strong, and he has never had to suffer any disease before. Despite his weakened state, Shiba never stops sleeping with Yuriko. It’s like he’s driven by an obsession over something. She shudders in horror when she learns that even with his exhausted body, he can still make love to her intensely. Yuriko: “Hey, dear… Your complexion isn’t looking good. Why don’t you take a little rest?” Shiba: “You don’t have to worry about me. I’m alright.” Yuriko: “But…” Shiba: “I’m fine, okay? Come here, I’ll make you forget about such a trivial thing.” The involuntary words of worry escape Yuriko’s mouth, but Shiba tries to take her mind off his condition. It’s obvious that there’s something abnormal going on with his body. And yet, Shiba refuses Refuses to see the doctor. By this point, Yuriko has stopped giving Shiba the poison that she got from Majima. Shiba is growing weaker by the day, so she no longer sees the point of feeding him the poison. Before long, Shiba collapses. He is rushed to the hospital where he is later diagnosed with liver cancer… And it’s already terminal. Standing rooted to her spot, Yuriko feels a little shaken by the news. Majima’s poison does work. Naturally, not a single person suspects her hand in it. Shiba’s condition rapidly deteriorates. He’s now suffering from a high fever, and the nightmares cause him to grunt and talk deliriously in his sleep. She can barely catch a word. ~Picture~ Shiba: “Ugh… Yuriko…” Yuriko: “Dear, I’m right here.” He calls her many times, and she responds to each one, but he doesn’t even seem capable of registering her replies. There is always a doctor by their side, and a number of nurses are always busy coming and going from his room. But his condition only becomes worse at an alarming rate, and everyone is tense. Shiba’s breath grows heavier, large drops of sweat dotting his temple. His face is ashen. the shadow of death is looming over him. Finally… this man will die soon. They lived together as a married couple for about half a year. Only six months have passed since she set her heart ablaze with vengeance; since she entered Shiba’s manor with a ruthless resolution. Her plan went smoothly; so smoothly that the ending is honestly anticlimactic. No one suspects that she’s been trying to claim Shiba’s life by making him fall ill. Nevertheless, it’s still impossible for her to rejoice in the face of a dying person. Yuriko sits stiffly in her seat, watching closely and silently as the fire of Shiba’s life grows dimmer. Shiba: “Hey… Yuriko…” “I was… I was… happy… I was happy…” “Thank you… Thank you…” Yuriko: “...Dear!!” The cry leaves Yuriko’s mouth before she can stop herself. Shiba groans, and he quietly falls silent. The doctor heaves a deep sigh. The silence of death falls upon the place. Everything has come to an end… Yuriko stands in a daze in the room that has lost its master. Shiba’s death is followed by a grand funeral. the line of condolence callers, which is long enough to circle the circumference of the 106,500 square foot manor, symbolizes the prosperity of Shiba’s business during his lifetime. Shiba also left a will, although Yuriko still has no idea when he wrote it. His lawyer is keeping the will and according to it, he dedicates all of his property and assets to Yuriko.-The company’s senior managing director, who used to be Shiba’s right-hand man, is to be in charge of the company’s management while Yuriko becomes the largest shareholder. In effect, she has inherited all that Shiba had built during his lifetime. But she doesn’t care about the inheritance. The sense of accomplishment for having taken her revenge and the excitement for having avenged her family– she feels none of it. There’s only emptiness. No joy, no sorrow… These emotions have evaporated. Yuriko spends her days standing in the room where she used to spend time with Shiba, doing nothing. Now that she has lost vengeance– her goal and drive in life– she feels lost. It’s like she’s wandered into a thick fog but instead of finding her destination, she chooses to stand still in a daze. Yuriko: ( …What should I do with this room?) The space that has lost its master is awfully quiet, as if time itself has left it behind. Even now, she thinks she can see the illusion of Shiba standing by the window. Yuriko pads slowly toward the window and drops her gaze. Yuriko: “...Hm?” Her gaze lands on something caught between the wall and the desk. She reaches out–not suspecting anything–to pull on the item and it turns out to be a small key. Suddenly, her frozen heart begins to beat again. The drawer of the desk with a keyhole in it pulls Yuriko’s gaze. She inserts the key with apprehension and the key turns, too quickly for her liking. Inside the drawer is a thick, old book. Yuriko: “What is this…?” She flips through the pages and realizes that this must be Shiba’s diary. It looks like he has been writing for a fairly long period of time. Yuriko’s fingers move on their own, searching for the date of the evening party held to celebrate her birthday. Shiba: ...I’ve finally made up my mind. Up until now, I’ve been thinking about how to show up in front of her, but her birthday party should be the perfect occasion. Thanks to the madam of the household, I can attend the party as a formal guest. And the day where I can see her again is, finally, just around the corner. Since that day, I’ve been thinking of her and only her. Thinking about meeting her again, about all the ways I can make her happy. Now that the day is drawing near, I feel like crying whenever I think back on all the hardships I’ve been through. Those hardships were by no means easy to overcome, but soon I’ll be able to see her again. The suffering I had to experience will soon be rewarded. But should I keep it a secret from her? There’s nothing cool about my past self. I’ll save her without saying anything about the old days. That’s my mission. Shiba: …Oh god. She’s still as beautiful as I remember. Her honest heart, straightforward and without a stain. It hasn’t changed one bit since those days. I want to tell her about it right now. But if she knows that I’ve been keeping the handkerchief she gave me back when we were children, she’ll think I’m unmanly. Without a doubt. I can’t tell her. It’s frustrating, but this is the only choice I have. It’s enough that I get to see her now. I’m happy. So happy. Shiba: …Why am I like this? She hates me, that’s for sure. Whenever she rejects me, my brain can only process grief and anger. She’s all I’m living for; always has been. But for a noble and fastidious girl like her, I’m just a filthy and lowly nouveau riche man. It’s frustrating. It’s vexing. What am I supposed to do to make her accept my feelings? I don’t know the answer to that. But I know I need to try and make her understand. No other man yearns for her as deeply as I do. That’s the only thing I can say with conviction. Shiba: …I’m living in a nightmare. She is going to marry another man. Why? Why did it turn out like this? I can’t endure this any longer. I’ve suffered so much, wrung myself out until my last stretch of energy. Even so, am I going to die as a vile existence just because I was born in a vulgar place? This is frustrating. I hate her. I love her. This can’t go on forever. I can’t stand it. At the very least, I refuse to forgive Iiba. He knows I’ve been trying to marry her, but his family is trying to nab her without feeling the least bit considerate toward me. I can’t forgive him for that. I can’t forgive Iiba. Shiba: …Strange things have been happening lately. I did try to beat Iiba in business, but then a strange and awful rumor about his company appeared out of nowhere and blew a buffeting, favorable wind my way. Still, I don’t understand what’s going on. And that isn’t the only strange thing. The debts of her household have been transferred to a notoriously merciless loan shark. Someone apparently claimed ownership over all of her household’s debts. I don’t know the circumstances, but that someone transferred the debts to the worst person possible– the loan shark. I’m starting to get creeped out. It’s like the devil himself is on my side. Everything is going too well for me. She is now in the depths of misery. Rolling free fall to the bottom of hell. And it’s like I’m the one orchestrating everything. I have to make her happy– that’s what I’ve always thought. So where exactly did I go wrong? Shiba: …She became my wife. The dream I’ve been seeing for so many years has come true, as unbelievable as it sounds. A strong, deep-seated grudge is swirling inside her. I know. She puts something into my drink, every night. But so what? I don’t care what happens to me She became my wife. And every night, she smiles in my arms. I’m happy. So happy. I’m the happiest person in the world. My dream came true. I don’t care if it only lasts for a fleeting moment. As long as I can experience each and every moment of this heaven, I can soar to the summit of happiness. I love her. I love her. I’m happy. I am a happy person. ...She blinks her awfully dry eyes, having been too enraptured to even do that. The diary there. Her trembling fingers flip the page, but she only finds blank pages. When she reaches the last page, she finds something in between the page and the spine of the book. ...It’s a slightly dirty, white handkerchief. Yuriko: “...Oh…” Memories surge from the back of Yuriko’s mind, flooding her brain. ~Fleshback~ ...The summer days she spent at a summer resort, back when she was young. A boy covered in dirt and bruises that she met there. Some men were chasing him. The boy told Yuriko that he was playing hide-and-seek with them. She lied to protect him, pointing in a random direction in order to mislead the grown-ups. Then, she gave the white handkerchief to the boy who was crouching there, his face caked with mud. Yuriko: “Oh no… No…” The boy took the handkerchief from her, and he looked like he was about to cry. She didn’t understand why. He thanked her, telling her that he’d come to see her and return the handkerchief one day. The boy said his “boss” was the one responsible for the one responsible for the gruesome bruises on his body. He said his boss would beat him up if he failed to do his job well. Perhaps the boy had never had anyone let him have anything decent. He clutched the handkerchief Yuriko gave him like it was a precious treasure. That boy was… Shiba. Yuriko’s casual, whimsical act as a child inspired him and spurred him into chasing after her all this time. Yuriko: “...I had no idea… I had no idea! I didn’t know!!” The words Shiba wrote in the diary convey his earnest love for Yuriko. The words spell his simple desire to make her happy. And that goal was all he was living for. And… He knew Yuriko had been poisoning him. He drank every glass fully aware of that fact. He knew and yet… Yuriko: “No… No… Why…” She recalls Shiba’s last words. Those words resonate with what he wrote in his diary. Shiba: “Hey… Yuriko…” “I was… I was… happy… I was happy…” “Thank you… Thank you…” Yuriko: “Why…Why…?” “No…No, no, noooooo!!!” She screams, wailing until her voice is hoarse. Why did things turn out like this? Why is she breaking down, crying? She finds that she can no longer comprehend a thing. All she is capable of is wailing, screaming like a child. There’s only one thing that she knows. Shiba won’t come home no matter how hard she cries. He won’t come home… ~END~