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You were, huh?

Right here?

Here you go. I set it up for you.

Do you see anything?

-That.... -Oh, that.

And his head was brought in a charger and given to the damsel,

That is our main dish, Mother.

and she brought it to her mother.

Come on, Mother.

Let's review what we've got so far. From the beginning of the story.

Now the murder had been done,

now the headsman stood there impassive,

his hands resting on the pommel of his long sword, stained with blood.

Let's go through it. The story of us and that bastard.

In this, she was altogether feminine,

One more time.

obedient to her temperament of a passionate, cruel woman.

Against the Grain Huysmans

"It's almost like I was born on the execution stand, anyway.

If not, I was born to my mother as she awaited execution.

I've been standing in for her there ever since."

These are great lines.

Great start to a story.

No re-writing necessary, Ms. Taeko.

I mean, Mother.

"Many execution tools are hidden all over the house."

"As I grew up, I began to notice the traps everywhere."

"If you don't figure them out, you're dead."

"l have avoided all other traps, but having sex with my father

was one step toward my own execution."

Welcome to our circus. Thank you all for coming.

"l was twelve."

"My mother looked just like me."

"l was just like my mother. My mother was just like me."

Our performances are cheerful and bright as a blue sky.

"You really look just like me, sweetie."

Please, please, enjoy the show!

You really look just like me, sweetie.

"My father made love to me and my mother in turn."

I'm your Master of Ceremonies tonight.

"l was forced to watch when they made love."

My name is Black Shadow,

also known as Sad Song.

"I felt like I was the one being made love to."

I'm very honored to be with you tonight.

I hope you'll have a good time.

You can't go wrong with lines like this, Mother.

Here we go!

And ugly characters like yourself and this bastard.

The show has just begun.

This rotten pig!

I'm talking about you!

Want to die? Want to live?

Are you listening?

However you feel, let it all show.

Ms. Taeko!

Excuse me.

You are Mitsuko, aren't you? Wait a minute.

Come on! Rock 'n' roll!

I'm confused. Something is wrong.

How selfish.

Here's our first performance.

Mother....

The next line goes....

Does any one of you in the audience

want to get your head cut off on the guillotine right here?

"My mother was watching us when he was making love to me."

"The only difference between us was that she seemed to enjoy it."

You, over there. No?

"The expressions on her face slowly became mine."

"That was a trap!"

How about you?

What are you talking about, Mother?

You were the only one who enjoyed being fucked!

How about you?

Are you in pain?

"lam not you!"

"You are not me!"

Mother!

Mother!

Don't I look familiar to you?

Are you afraid to die?

It's almost like I was born on the execution stand, anyway.

"lam my mother, and my mother is me."

"That's how I started to feel. I turned into her in bed."

"I started to enjoy the sex."

"That's because I have become her."

It's all a big lie! You are delusional!

You can't be serious!

"And my mother died."

"l was a 6th grader."

"I cried in front of her coffin."

"My mother in the coffin was me, a 6th grader."

"Her lifeless body was so innocent, pure and in peace."

If not, I was born to my mother as she awaited execution.

"She was a child."

"And I killed her!"

I've been standing in for her there ever since.

"Every time my father was away, she tried to drown me."

Many execution tools are hidden all over the house.

"She was jealous of me. Me as another woman."

You did a horrible thing, Sayuri!

Sayuri?

As I grew up, I began to notice the traps everywhere.

Stop pretending you don't remember!

l have a surprise for you tonight.

Is everything all right there?

What did you just say?

What?

What's wrong, darling?

I can't hear you.

Sayuri.

Get rid of this guy!

Ooh, that hurts!

If you don't figure them out, you're dead.

Sayuri-san.

Be extremely careful with this experiment.

First, we have to take care of you.

The flame is dangerous. Very dangerous.

Understood?

Take a good look!

The stairs.

Be quiet. If you make a loud noise, it will put out the flame.

My earring!

Mitsuko! Mitsuko!

Do it quietly.

Are you with me?

You hid my earring, didn't you?

-No, I didn't. -It has to be you!

You were wearing them!

-I don't know! -Give it back to me!

You little thief! Stay right there!

-Don't you go anywhere! -I didn't take it!

Ms. Mitsuko Ozawa, 6th grade, class 3.

Mitsuko!

Please report to the Principal's office.

Stand up!

Give me back my earring!

Miss Mitsuko Ozawa,

Mitsuko!

Yes.

Come in.

Now you remember?

ls Mitsuko dead?

Is she? Dead?

Step forward.

The funeral.

Closer.

You never went to the funeral.

Mitsuko isn't dead.

Closer.

After the incident, you stayed home for a long time.

l was declared a severely abused child

What's wrong?

and sent to a foster home.

You're a good girl.

I came to see how you were doing.

Again and again.

Your grades are slipping.

I'm sorry.

Don't embarrass your father. Your mother isn't happy about this either.

Yes, sir.

Who am |? Who am |?

-Who am |? -You're my father.

-Say it again. -You're my father.

Am I a man or a woman?

A man or a woman?

-You are a man. -That's right.

And who are you?

-Mitsuko. -Who?

Who are you, Mitsuko?

Daddy is a man.

What are you, Mitsuko?

Do you know who you are? Are you a man or a woman?

I am a woman.

That's correct!

You will get a perfect score soon, okay?

Yes.

Sit down right there.

"It's all my fault. I lost her earring.

I had to kill my mother. I'm the one to blame.

l'm s o rry

You sounded like a girl who killed her mother.

This accordion piece is by Clive Barker from 1938.

You haven't changed a tiny bit!

Fascinating stuff.

No one accepted what you did.

Your husband rapes your daughter, and you are jealous!

Look behind you.

And you want to kill her. Your own daughter!

Yes, sir.

You couldn't take it any longer.

I have avoided all other traps,

You decided that you were the one murdered.

but having sex with my father

was one step toward my own execution.

Nothing has changed.

I was twelve.

So you stayed home and started writing.

Is it true you went to the elementary school dressed as a school girl?

With a name tag that read "Mitsuko"?

Good morning.

What the hell is going on?

Daddy!

Anyway, you were never cured.

You've been pretending to be Mitsuko ever since.

That way you didn't have to face the ugly side of you.

Yet you didn't want Sayuri to disappear completely.

You started to live as Mitsuko.

So Sayuri could have sex with Gozo as Mitsuko.

You pretended to be Mitsuko

and loved the perverted sex with this pig!

Right?

Daddy! Daddy!

You like this, don't you?

My mother looked just like me.

Feels so good.

I was just like my mother. My mother was just like me.

He eventually dumped you for another slut.

My mother used to be so sweet.

You....

You look just like me, sweetie.

You stayed home, as Mitsuko, and kept writing.

One day, you too will look perfect in this dress.

I bet you were lonely.

I understand.

I'm sure you will. You're my daughter. Let's see.

Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!

Oh, you look great with this!

Hey, you! What are you looking at?

When you grow up, you can have everything I've got.

You want to join us?

Everything will be yours.

They look good on you.

Mitsuko.

Come here.

So tell us! Tell us how you feel!

This is a cello case.

But everything is cleared out inside.

See?

It hurts! Sayuri! It hurts!

Let's play an interesting game.

Look.

See the hole here?

It's fun to peek outside from this hole.

-Sayuri, it really hurts. -Doesn't it, Daddy?

Here.

Get inside.

Come on.

Get in.

Ta-e-ko.

Good girl.

ldid it!

Look, Daddy!

| just finished a novel.

-What is that, darling? -|t's nothing.

Look right here.

-But it bothers me. -Don't mind that.

I knew you wouldn't appreciate it if! had used my own name.

-| feel like someone is watching. -Don't be silly.

So I changed my name to Taeko.

See? Look!

Look!

Take a good look!

Are you happy?

Oh, I forgot.

I've got something better for you.

I was forced to see it when my parents were making love.

I'll be right back.

Let's put you inside this.

I felt like I was the one being made love to.

Every time I close my eyes, I can hear the sound.

That creaking sound.

I wonder what sound that is.

It wasn't easy to get close to you.

l was hired by the publisher, and here I am.

How are you doing this morning, everybody?

It's such a beautiful day.

l was waiting patiently until you started writing about the past.

The sky is so clear.

Everything is bright and sunny.

I think I finally understand.

Just like your minds should be.

To have a spirit that's as clear as the sky is important.

It's not important.

I don't care anymore.

Everybody carries the sun and the blue sky inside.

It's all...

That's the way to lead our lives.

...over.

My father makes great speeches at my school's morning gatherings.

It's over.

"Our good principal" makes love to me.

Can't be a bad thing, can it?

Mom!

Mitsuko!

I am sorry.

l'm hom e!

Let's not whine, shall we?

I've been dying for this day.

Mitsuko?

You....

Tried to kill me over an earring.

Darling?

Mitsuko?

This is it.

Mitsuko?

You don't have to run away from the guilt anymore.

Go back to Sayuri.

Honey?

Mitsuko!

Honey!

Mitsuko!

I'll be liberated!

Didn't you say

you'd make Mitsuko a torso at the end of the story?

I'm glad to help you on that one.

What the hell was that dream?

You're going to catch a cold.

I'll put something on. Pass me the gown.

I can hear it.

Yes, Ma'am.

I can hear it again.

Give me a hand! I want to go to the bathroom!

My father makes love to me and my mother in turn.

Help me into my wheelchair.

What's that look on your face? Come on!

The only difference between me and my mother

is that she seems to enjoy it when he makes love to her.

-What are you talking about? -I can't walk! Remember?

What wheelchair? What are you talking about?

The expressions on her face slowly became mine.

It was a trap.

Sayuri.

What are you doing?

What, honey?

Are you enjoying this?

What's going on? A wheelchair?

She's been watching us for a long time.

-You knew I could walk. -Would you mind filling me in?

Such a naughty girl, aren't you?

You must have seen me somewhere! You must have seen me walking!

Look how embarrassed you made your mother.

I don't know what you're talking about!

Now it's your turn.

Sayuri.

You have always walked. With your own feet.

It's your turn to get in the case.

l have?

When I lay down, I became my mother.

Mother watched us as my father made love to me.

Now, which one is the dream?

I thank you all for staying with us tonight.

Here's the last performance of the show. Enjoy.

I am her, and she is me.

That's how I started to feel.

I turned into my mother as he kept loving me.

I finally started to enjoy having sex with my father.

Look.

Look how gorgeous you look.

Go to your mother and ask her how she likes it.

Sayuri-san.

lwish you well.

Go. Come on.

It's almost like I was born on the execution stand, anyway.

If not, I was born to my mother as she awaited execution.

I've been standing in for her there ever since.

Many execution tools are hidden all over the house.

As I grew up, I began to notice the traps everywhere.

If you don't figure them out, you're dead.

Those are mine.

What do you think you are doing?

Who do you think you are?

Take them off!

What are you doing?

Take them off! Now!

What's going on .7

What the hell are you doing with this?

Slut!

That's right. Slut.

I hear that sound again.

Mom.

Stop fucking with me!

My mother became a monster when father wasn't around.

It hurts?

Don't you run away from me! Stay where you are!

Come here!

Shut up and come here!

Come here!

Stand up!

You got a hickey on your neck! How did you get it?

Answer me!

Every time father wasn't home, my mother tried to kill me.

She was jealous of me. Me as a woman.

Mom.

Where is my earring?

It was on that day.

Mitsuko!

Mitsuko!

I never want to relive what happened on that day.

I know you had them on! They are mine!

-Come back! -I don't know where they are!

Of course you do! Who else touched them?

Where do you think you are going? Stay right here!

What did you do with my earring? What did you do?

I don't know! I didn't do anything!

Give it back to me!

-Look for that earring, okay? -Yes.

Let me know when you find it.

I promise.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Her dead face looked like it was mine.

It was me. A 12 year old.

I became my mother, 35 years old.

My mother in the coffin was me, a 6th grader.

Her lifeless body was so innocent, pure and in peace.

Just like how a 6th grader should be.

And I killed her.

It's only you and me now.

Help!

Help me! Help me!

Mitsuko.

Please call me Sayuri.

It has always been just you and me.

What are you talking about, Mitsuko?

l'm Sayuri.

Honey.

Mitsuko.

By the time the hearse went away, I was not a 12-year-old anymore.

With my school backpack on,

I take the same route to school as I've always done,

only now I am a 35-year-old woman.

I am that woman. I am my mother.

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

Does anyone know what it means?

I do!

Ms. Mitsuko Ozawa.

It's something eternal.

Wow!

Mom, what is it there?

The execution stand.

That's the execution stand.

lt's show time!

Mitsuko.

It's okay now.

It's your father.

Will you excuse us for a moment, please?

Sure. Take care.

Mitsuko.

Have you talked to anyone? Well....

About us, you know?

Mitsuko.

Please. It's our secret, okay?

I speak now from my own experience.

You can't give enough love and compassion to your children.

Try to learn about their feelings.

You have to communicate with them.

So you can build a better relationship.

It's your love. It's your compassion.

You'd discover something every day. Discover something.

That's what a decent human being should do.

Come out of there.

Mirror, mirror on the wall!

Who's the fairest of them all?

My mom.

How about lunch?

-Don't go in there! -Oh, I'm sorry.

Where's the bathroom?

That way.

Hey! Stay inside, you guys.

Sorry.

Wow! This is great.

Great script!

So powerful. And then there's this depth to it.

"It's almost like I was born on the execution stand.

If not, I was born to my mother as she awaited execution.

l have been standing in for her there ever since."

This is the greatest!

I don't care about what you think.

What do you think?

Is he new?

No. He's been working with us.

He has always wanted to work with you.

Is that so?

Go ahead. Read it.

Yeah, read.

I'll be happy to.

Do you like my novel?

All your works are great.

Was my piano too loud?

No, Ma'am.

Mr. New Face, I understand you've wanted to work with me.

I'm a big fan.

Go on, keep reading.

Sensei.

Yes?

May | ask you a question?

One second.

-Let me help you. -P|ease don't touch me.

Whatever you say.

I wonder why she's interested in you.

Anyway, good luck.

Good luck with that thing, too.

"That thing"?

Come on!

You don't know what I mean?

No, I don't know what you mean.

Maybe this is why that little nympho likes you.

It has to be.

You don't seem to have much libido.

Huh?

You want to do it with her?

I've never thought about it.

Either way, it doesn't matter. As long as she tells a great story.

l've fucked her. That little pervert.

Such a slut.

Him, too. Him, too.

We've all done it. We're brothers.

But we all were dumped.

She eats you up and throws you up. We all are her vomit.

Still....

It's like you are grade A meat for her.

Be cautious.

Grade A.

Her wheelchair creaks so much with each bang

that it's almost arousing.

By the way, no one knows about her past.

Not that I want to know.

Maybe you'll get lucky and find out something.

Why the leading characters in her novels are always Mitsuko.

-What are you guys talking about? -Nothing important.

You guys can go now.

Yes, Ma'am. Guys, let's go.

Yes.

Mr. New Face, you're staying.

Yuji, stay here and do your work.

Sensei.

Yes?

May | ask you a question?

Sure.

This novel....

Is this your autobiography?

No way!

It's true that I'm also in a wheelchair.

But I've never been raped by my father.

I want to go for a walk.

When I finish a story, | always go for a walk.

Okay?

A walk?

A walk.

Yes, Ma'am.

"Yes, Ma'am."

You know, you are like a little robot.

Can I call you Robo-chan?

Yes.

It's pretty out here.

It is, isn't it?

I want to walk!

-Wa|k? -l'm talking about taking the train.

They must be having fun.

-Let me help you. -That's okay.

Thank you, anyway.

You sure?

Go! Robo-chan!

Got it.

Robo-chan, Robo-chan, look.

The same instrument as the one in my novel.

| used to play in an orchestra when l was in school.

Is that right?

I played the xylophone, so I had to keep standing.

| see.

With cello, they can play sitting down.

I guess they can.

lt's windy today, isn't it?

You call this windy, Robo-chan?

Aren't you cold?

When it's too cold, I just stay strong. Human power.

Do you understand?

This is fine right here.

Here?

Sometimes I like to be alone.

I know the deadline is next week. I'll be done by then.

We are counting on you.

Okay.

Here. This is the music used in the novel.

Accordion recording from 1938. Take a listen.

It's beautiful.

I appreciate it.

I'll see you later.

I'm home.

What should we get for dinner?

Are you hungry?

Have you been good today? I'll fix something simple tonight.

A puppy with no name Will take me away

A puppy with no name Will eat me alive

Check this out.

This is wild!

It just keeps getting weirder.

"Taeko Mitsuzawa Book Festival."

"Experience the Mitsuko you have never known."

Hi. Why do you think this author never appears in public?

Maybe she's too shy.

Her story is something you can write only with anonymity.

| see.

I heard she is in a wheelchair.

That may have something to do with it.

-She may be sexually.... -Unsatisfied?

Because of her legs, she's got a handicap with sex?

Don't look down on the handicapped! Don't look down on them!

Welcome.

-Can I get Sayaka? -Yes, sir. Follow me, please.

Chief Editor!

Long time no see!

-Chief Editor! -I love you all!

This way, please.

Hi!

-Sit down, girls! -Thank you.

You, too.

This is Yuji, new in the office.

He's so cute!

Seriously, he is!

He's got no libido. No point in seducing this one.

Is that so?

That's not true.

Are you horny?

Or has that nympho already fucked you?

Who are you talking about?

Do you know an author called Taeko Mitsuzawa?

I love her work!

Me, too!

Yuji, you see how women all love perverted sex?

So.... You are in charge of her.

Say something.

He's weird. He actually wanted to work with her.

Really? Why?

I'm a big fan.

Finally! You opened your mouth.

I'll tell you something interesting.

Move over.

-Come on. -Okay.

This is the truth. The whole wheelchair thing is fake.

Huh?

Don't tell anyone.

Also, I know where she lives.

You were dismissed at a hill in Aobadai, right?

She doesn't live anywhere near there.

And she's completely deranged.

She sees her psychiatrist every day.

Investigate a little bit.

The magazine department of our company

needs to score big with that kind of scoop.

Our company's future may depend on that.

Please. We'll give you a company expense account.

Okay.

Okay! Good, good!

Let's drink!

You suddenly got cheerful, Chief.

Well, my junior is always cheerful.

Stop!

Let's toast!

-Gir|s, be nice to Yuji. -All right!

-Cheers! -Cheers!

-What were you two talking about? -Trade secrets, honey.

-Come on, tell us! -Forget about it!

-Are you okay? -I guess so.

Hi. How are you doing?

I want to pee!

I need to pee!

I need to pee!

My mother said this to me once:

"When you grow up, Mitsuko, you will look just like me."

Sometimes I think about that.

I don't look like her anymore.

I want to pee.

I want to pee!

I need to pee.

I need to pee!

What are you doing?

Here. Give it to me.

Give me the knife.

Give it to me.

Mitsuko.

This is Tamiya.

Hey, it's me. I feel bad about having asked you to do that.

Please, don't. It's okay.

I'll do it.

Really? I'll count on you then. Thanks a lot.

You can expect a big expense account, okay?

Okay.

- I'll see you tomorrow. -Great.

Good night.

I would like to introduce you to someone today.

Your name, sir?

My name is Yuji Tamiya.

Yuji.

Yuji.

Yuji.

We would like to explain to you why we altered our appearances, Yuji.

I never liked my nipples.

They were ugly. They were unnecessary.

-Let the cells have their own lives. -Liberation.

Live.

So adorable when they are in pain.

Total control over my body.

Live like a torso.

-Live. -Live.

l've cut my wrists. I'm not afraid to show the wounds anymore.

The wounds are like flowers.

-F|owers. -F|owers.

How about you, Yuji?

Yuji?

To me, the body is a vase you put your flowers in.

Flowers reflect my soul.

I wanted to be a vase that compliments the flowers.

Our newest member Yuji.

Let's give him a warm welcome.

-You're wearing your panties again. -You're so naughty!

-I told you not to. -You bought these for me.

-Ms. Mitsuko, you are up. -Come on, take them off.

Ms. Mitsuko, why don't you go to school for a change?

Leave her alone.

But she bothers me.

Mom.

Mom.

Mother!

Mother!

Mother, I found it!

I found it right here!

She's talking about her mother again.

What?

-What did you find? -Mom!

What are you talking about?

Is this it?

What is this?

That's Sayuri's earring.

Your ex-wife's, huh?

I'm not comfortable with this.

That....

Do you want it?

Yeah.

-You really want it? -Yes.

Let's see.

Give it back to me.

-I don't think so. -Give it to me!

Nope.

I think I'll swallow it.

Here we go again.

Get in.

There's nothing to worry about.

Get inside.

ldid it!

I finished it! Finally!

Good work!

Mitsuko!

ldid it!

Robo-chan.

Yes?

Do you, by any chance, think that reality lies not here

but in what I write?

You mean we are in a non-real world?

It's not me. Mitsuko makes me write all this.

That's an interesting idea. Not bad at all.

I think I'm done writing for the day.

Let's get out.

Yes.

"Yes."

I want to get off the train here.

Yes.

"Yes."

How would you react if I could stand up and walk?

You asked me if this was my autobiography.

ldid.

If that was a correct assumption....

If I was raped by my father,

and l was broken mentally and physically,

then to really get in the psyche, I use this wheelchair.

Well....

-Somebody told me. -Told you what?

I know a woman....

She was raped by her father.

-She told me the same thing. -What did she tell you?

She said after the rape, she felt like she was amputated.

Both her arms and legs.

She felt like she was nothing but a torso.

A torso. That's how she felt.

Really.

Your father rapes you, and you become a torso.

Arms and legs are gone. Your physical freedom is gone.

A torso.

That's not bad. I'll put that in my next novel.

Actually,

how about if I make Mitsuko a torso at the end of this one?

I like that.

Why don't you make Gozo end up as a torso, as well?

Perfect! I will!

Robo-chan.

Look.

The same instrument as the one in my novel.

You're right.

| used to play in an orchestra when l was in school.

Is that right?

I played the xylophone, so I had to keep standing.

I see.

With cello, you can play sitting down.

You were having a nightmare.

What time is it?

Why are we here?

You suggested we stay here tonight. Remember?

ldid?

l'm wide awake.

I want to go outside.

It's beautiful.

So many shops in here.

Stop right here.

What a cute bathing suit!

Will you go get it for me?

-|t's too early. Besides.... -Besides, what?

Okay.

Come on, Robo-chan.

Hello. May | help you?

Excuse me, will you...?

Are you all right?

-You okay? What's wrong? -What did you do to her?

I'm sorry. I was going to ask her where the restroom is.

Couldn't you ask an employee of the hotel?

-Get rid of him! -P|ease, just leave.

I'm sorry.

Sensei.

Sensei!

Are you okay?

It's me.

Did you get the swimsuit?

Yes.

Good.

I want to wear it.

What?

The swimsuit.

-Right now? -Will you help me, my little robot?

-But.... -It's okay.

I heard about your non-existent libido.

I'm sure nothing's going to happen.

You were so cool earlier.

What did I do?

You yelled at that perv for me.

It was all your fault. I felt sorry for the guy.

He is just another guest.

That guy is a twisted pervert!

Otherwise, why carry a huge case like that?

What do you think?

What do I think?

Am I beautiful? Am I ugly?

You are beautiful.

I am?

I want to lie down. For about half an hour.

Yes.

"Yes."

Good night.

Robo-chan.

Robo-chan.

Sorry. I fell asleep.

It's okay. Let's go home.

Yes.

Dinner is served.

Are you hungry?

I've been working on an interesting story.

You'll read it when it's done.

Oh, yeah.

l'll introduce Yuji to you.

He's such a good boy.

Hello?

Hello?

This is Tamiya.

Oh....

Sorry to bother you.

It looks like I'm missing a page.

Is it okay if] swing by and pick it up?

What?

Can't you wait until tomorrow?

The Chief Editor needs everything today.

I'll be waiting where I left you earlier.

-I apologize for the trouble. -All right.

-Give me about half an hour. -Thank you so much.

A puppy with no name Will take me away

A puppy with no name Will eat me alive

Me, I don't have a name I will come and see myself

A puppy with no name Will take me far away

It's been a long time, hasn't it?

-He||o? -Senseil

-Where are you? -I'm with your pet.

We're on our way to your childhood house.

Robo-chan!

You should hurry. If you care about your pet.

Robo-chan!

Robo-chan!

Hello?

Robo-chan!

Robo-chan, I'm coming!

Where are you?

Yuji!

Robo-chan!

Who the hell are you?

Please don't look at me like that.

You don't need this, do you?

Who are you?

-You still can't remember me. -I don't know who you are.

-I don't know who you are. -Tell me who you are!

You still can't remember about yourself.

About myself?

Mitsuko?

Am I Mitsuko?

l was never sure. Am I?

Yeah.

Of course, I am Mitsuko.

I remember now.

But who are you?

Take off your mask!

What are you saying, Mother?

-"Mother"? -Don't I look familiar to you?

I don't know you!

The story is pretty good the way it is.

Taeko finally realizes she is Mitsuko herself.

Correct?

Well. Let's just be novelist and editor here.

And finish it up, Mother.

"Mother"?

Stand up.

Or would you like the wheelchair?

Your mother?

Get in it!

Give me a hand, Robo-chan.

You....

You really look just like me.

Let's go to the master bedroom.

Let's work in Gozo's bedroom. It will get you in the mood.

What's wrong?

l was raped right here!