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This is it.

Please come in.

Naotsugu.

Mother.

Is he a guest?

Well, he...

Pardon my rudeness.

Please forgive my sudden visit.

My name is Jinya.

You're too polite.

Naotsugu. May I ask who Lord Jinya is?

Well, he's...

I'm from Kadono.

Do you mean the Kadono,
famed for their swordsmithing?

Mother.

Mr. Jinya is a kindred spirit
I've recently come to know.

I invited him over for a drink tonight.

I see.

Well then, Mr. Jinya, let's go in.

Please excuse me.

Lord Jinya.

You have my deepest gratitude.

Have I done something
to merit your thanks?

My son has been gloomy lately.

But to see the light
on his face again today...

as a mother,
there's nothing more reassuring.

(Sword of the Demon Hunter)

She's a good and virtuous mother.

No, I'm sorry you had to see that.

Here they are.

So, they're daffodils.

Is there anything special
about this type of flower?

Not really.

It's just that they're smaller
than I expected.

Mr. Miura.

You found these flowers in spring, right?

Oh, yes.

The girl that Sadanaga said he was going
to see before he disappeared...

I think

that girl might be a demon herself.

What?

Mr. Sadanaga

was probably taken to a place
isolated from the real world.

And these daffodils...

Could these be the flowers
that grow where the demon lives?

I'd like to see Mr. Sadanaga's room.

Very well.

Allow me to show you the way.

What's the matter?

Nothing. I'm sorry, but can you go ahead?

What do you mean?

In that case, wouldn't you lose your way?

It's fine.

I understand.

Because if I'm there,

maybe nothing unusual will show up at all.

This scent is...

daffodils?

That's strange.

One, look to the faraway shore.

Father!

Mother!

Hey, look at that girl.

Could it be...

There's no doubt about it.

I see.

Papa is gone.

Mama is dead.

Our home is destroyed.

Even our precious memories

were ripped out at the roots.

That's not all.

I...

I have even lost myself.

I can't go back to that garden anymore.

The path that leads there
no longer exists.

I want to go back.

I want to go back...

I want to...

I want to go back to that time.

Oh, dear. You're having
so much fun, aren't you?

I'm watching carefully.

Father and Mother are here too.

All things drift with time.

Yearn for those bygone days.

What... What is this?

Mr. Miura.

Mr. Jinya?

It seems we've wandered into
a completely different place by mistake.

Y-Yes.

Where are we exactly?

The sight of a spreading blaze,

a girl who turned into a wandering demon,

and the mansion she once lived in,
which should no longer exist.

You saw them too, right?

I saw them.

So it seems those visions
weren't just daydreams after all?

Two, homeland lost in the past.

Brother.

Well then, what should we have
for lunch today?

Even I think my cooking skills
have improved.

That's enough.

It's time for you to go home.

I'll make my specialty then,
some soba noodles.

Listen to me carefully!

You still have a family

and a place to go back to, right?

Don't let all this be ruined
over meaningless pity.

Still, I've got to say...

This is the Garden of Happiness.

As long as I stay here,

I can still see my father and mother.

So,

you don't have to stay here.

You've got it all wrong.

Listen.

It's not the house that makes the people,

but the people who make the house.

So?

If it doesn't make people smile,
it's not a home at all.

What are you talking about?

You've been here alone
for over 100 years, haven't you?

You've known it in your heart all along,
haven't you?

What you said...

If you're willing to leave,
I'll leave with you.

I can't do that.

Besides this garden,

I have nowhere else to go back to.

Then do you want to live with me?

Let's do that.

Say,

why don't you be my daughter?

I'll quit being a samurai too.

Let's go outside and live a carefree life.

I can't escape from here.

Besides,
I can't think of you as my father.

Oh my, I've been rejected.

But it's okay.

I'm not in a hurry, so I'll slowly wait
until you change your mind.

Just so you know,

I'm serious about this.

If someday you're willing
to think of me as your father,

then promise me
we'll leave this place together.

That day will never come!

You leave me no choice.

Then I'll stay here with you forever.

What...?

Where did my brother go?

There's no one here anymore.

There's nothing left
in this place anymore.

Please give my brother back to me.

I'm begging you.

It's no use.

Why do you say it's no use?

You saw it too, didn't you?

My brother was definitely here!

He was here "before," wasn't he?

What do you mean?

Flowers bloom in their own seasons.

What are you trying to say?

Like what you showed me, Mr. Miura,

the small daffodil
is an early-blooming variety.

It blooms in winter

but Mr. Sadanaga went missing in spring.

And it's autumn now.

Then where did Mr. Sadanaga

pick those daffodils from?

That's...

In the demon's abode,
a place isolated from the real world,

I thought the daffodils here
would always be in bloom.

But that wasn't the case.

Daphne odora is the flower
that announces spring.

It's autumn now,
yet spring flowers are still in bloom.

In other words, this place...

Time passes faster here
than in the real world.

Time passes faster?

My power is called Dream Palace.

It's an ability that can recreate
the garden of happiness I once lived in

and project memories from that time
in this small world.

But...

Oh, dear.

You're having so much fun, aren't you?

I'm watching carefully.

She's getting better at cuju.

That's all my power can do.

I can't trap anyone in this world forever.

All I can do with this power

is reflect on old memories.

Then my brother…

He's already...

There's no one here anymore.

How did this happen?

This is goodbye.

And I'm sorry.

I took your brother away from you.

But I still want to say thank you.

It was Hyoma who saved me.

Once you wake up,
you can go back to your world.

So please be at ease.

Little girl, what are you going to do now?

I once fixated blindly
on all that had been lost,

but he staked his life

trying to become the home
I cherished most.

That's why I...

I see.

You're going to carry out your promise
to Mr. Sadanaga, right?

We're back.

Why did my brother

choose to stay in the world
created by that demon?

The Garden of Happiness that's long gone?

This morning,

I went through the city archives.

The Great Fire of Meireki
that occurred 200 years ago.

It seems that the girl lost everything
because of that disaster.

This is just my guess,

but before the fire,
on the Miura family's land...

It should be the mansion
where that girl once lived.

You think so too?

Maybe that's why

the world she created is linked
to our mansion, don't you think?

Calling this an encounter that transcends
time and space might sound beautiful.

I'm sorry, Mr. Miura.

In the end, I couldn't be of any help.

Please raise your head.

My heart is full of gratitude to you.

My brother

was, for better or worse, the type
to never waver once he made up his mind.

I have no way of knowing
why he abandoned his family.

But until the very end,

he didn't betray his beliefs.

That's all there is to it.

Well then, it's almost time.

I have to return to my post,
so please excuse me.

Excuse me, Lord Miura.

Your brother is truly an amazing person.

What?

Even if no one in this world remembers it,

he still gave everything he had

to save a child.

Yes.

I'm most proud of my brother.

Jinya.

Thank you so much for your help.

Allow me to thank you as well.

Your expression seems a bit heavy.

There are still

some unanswered questions
about this incident.

Unanswered questions?

That female demon called
Mr. Miura's brother Hyoma.

But as far as I know,
his name should be Sadanaga Miura.

The two names don't match.

Say, sir.

I think that's his real name.

In other words, his imina.

A samurai's imina is usually
only known by their lord, right?

But if she's family,
it's not surprising that she knows.

That girl called him Hyoma

was probably because he
acknowledged her as family.

Come to think of it,
you talked about this before.

Mr. Miura's mother

often scolded her son
who's obsessed with swords.

What?

I did say that.

Would you mind telling me
how she scolded him again?

Well...

"Don't be so stubborn, Arimori." Even
his mother used to scold him like that.

That was nothing.

I just happened to hear it
from Lord Naotsugu's mother.

I've met her before too.

She's a prudent and dignified mother,

and she was courteous
even to a ronin like me.

She would never speak carelessly
in front of outsiders.

And she always calls her son "Naotsugu."

Well then,

how did you come to know "Arimori,"

a name that should only be known
to his lord or his family?

About this...

The female demon said that

Mr. Sadanaga was no longer there.

Demons don't lie,
but they tend to hide the truth.

Therefore, this is my speculation...

Mr. Sadanaga wandered into the world
created by that female demon by mistake

and lived in that mansion
for over 20 years.

But he decided to leave
in the middle of it.

Then he realized

that even though he had
been there for over 20 years,

less than a month
had passed in the real world.

Naturally, the Mr. Sadanaga
who had grown old alone

could no longer return
to the Miura family.

He went to the marketplace

and bought an old house at a low price,

then opened a soba restaurant
in the streets of Edo.

Please correct me if I'm wrong.

You said time passes quickly in the world
created by the female demon, right?

If that's the case, wouldn't
Lord Sadanaga already be dead?

That's impossible.

How can you be so sure?

Because the girl smiled.

I don't think Mr. Sadanaga is dead.

The reason she can smile is
because her father is still alive.

Isn't that right,

Mr. Sadanaga Miura?

That's not fair.

When did you find out?

It was when all this came to an end.

Though I had my suspicions from the start.

Like his imina I just mentioned

and this.

A soba shop owner accepting a sword
accessory just doesn't feel right with me.

This gift wasn't for the "shop owner"

but for "Mr. Sadanaga," right?

That's right.

Arimori

couldn't stand the way I always scratched
my head and thought it lacked decorum.

So he gave this item to me.

Won't you tell him who you are?

He'll be happy to know that you're safe.

Whether it's my family or that girl,

in the end, I only kept
what I wanted to protect the most.

From that moment on,
I lost the right to carry the Miura name

or the right to call myself his brother.

But...

He's not a child anymore.

Even without me,

he'll be able to live just fine.

Please accept the kogai, sir.

It's useless to me now.

You're so stubborn.

I'm sorry.

But he couldn't guess why I did it.

Can you guess, sir?

The reason I was determined
to be her father.

You don't have a special reason, do you?

Exactly so.

It's not a big deal.

I just couldn't bear to see her all alone.

That's why I decided to stay with her.

If you've made up your mind,

you have to see it through

even if others don't understand.
That's the way of a man, right?

At the end of the day, no one can truly
understand the resolve you've made.

That's true.

There's no need for others

to understand the beliefs in your heart.

As expected of you, sir.
You're really perceptive.

The accumulation of years
is truly remarkable,

demon sir.

I've been with a demon for over 20 years.

I can tell just by looking at their aura.

By the way,

how is that girl doing now?

What are you saying?

She's right here.

No wonder we were able to enter
the female demon's mansion so easily.

Didn't I tell you?

You're still a child.

Compared to a demon
who's been around for almost 200 years,

I'm still a child indeed.

So, what are you going to do now?

After all, your job is to slay demons.

I'll have one kake soba for now.

Sure.

Father, one bowl of kake soba.

Coming right up.

Why are you laughing?

I'm all smiles because my heart
is full of joy, of course.

I knew it.

The "I have nothing but that goal,"
from before was a lie.

One kake soba, ready!

Coming.

Time washes all things away mercilessly.

No one can hold on to what they love.

It always slips through their fingers.

What's lost

is lost.

It'll never return to your hands.

But...

Thank you for waiting.

Here's your kake soba.

I'm really proud of this one.