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Oh, how unexpected, Soramame-chan.

- Ah, Soramame-chan. - Yeah.

What?

Why are you here, Oto...

- Ah, Soramame-chan. - Good evening.

- Oh, a date? - What?

- Oh, man, he's handsome. - Oh, me?

I mean, who else could it be but you?

He is my senior at Ander Sonia.

No wonder he's handsome and fashionable.

- Hey, if you want, here, come here. - No, no, no...

Ms. Isobe, a vocal candidate is coming in now, remember?

The diva who is going to form a unit with you is coming?

Right, right. I can't help it, once I see a handsome guy.

Oh, sorry for interrupting your date.

No, she just said it wasn't a date.

- Welcome. - Over here, over here.

What? Ariel?

Ah... Ariel of ZUBIDAVA.

I'm sorry, um... please shake my hand.

Hello.

Me too. Me too.

Uh... ah, this is private. I'm sorry.

Chaos.

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Autograph... Would it be okay if I asked for her autograph?

- I don't think that's a good idea right now. - Really?

- What's with the accent? - Good hearing. You caught that easily.

Well... it's partly because of my lack of ability.

Manbo has officially walked away from the music world.

No announcement yet. So off the record.

He went back to his hometown.

In Fukui.

What was it...

- Temples for the glasses... - Yeah.

It seems that his family runs a factory where they make them.

Looks like he's succeeding that.

- Do you like him? - Huh?

You like him. That gloomy, handsome guy.

You think he's too gloomy?

- Huh? That? - I'm worried

that if he's too gloomy, he won't sell.

Ah...

- Mr. Decaf. - Yes.

- Am I not good enough? - No, no, no... It's not that.

You're a great singer. And you're famous.

I mean, are you sure you want to be in a unit with me?

I told you the first time, remember?

I'm a fan.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Good morning.

You selling? Are you selling it?

- Huh? - That's our dress. It's 180,000.

I don't pay you that kind of salary.

Sir, this is the one you gave me.

Huh?

It was returned from the store after a sewing defect was found.

But you look great in it, Soramame-chan.

I paired it with denim on purpose.

These orange sneakers are cute, don't you think?

The best.

Maruni sandals. We had ones that come in pairs.

Get it organized, you guys!

Sir, there are pictures on the box.

That was Soramame-chan.

Fabrics and dresses go here

so we know which seasons and collections they're from,

and write something on them...

What? It's already been done.

That was Soramame-chan...

- I'm gonna go home now. - Ah, yes. Take care.

- Hazuki. - Yeah?

Did you do this?

Oh, no, Soramame-chan was cleaning up this area around evening.

This is better than my combination.

Soramame-chan has been studying so hard.

From design fundamentals to color distribution to ergonomic patterns.

Are you okay with having her check for leftover Bluelet in the toilet?

Are you okay with her just mowing the grass?

What do you mean?

- It's a waste of talent. - What?

Sir, actually,

I'd like to show you something.

What the hell is this?

"My Designs Are My Own."

"Living in the Now. Touko Asagi."

"Aera," 2005, Contemporary Portrait.

You know Touko Asagi, don't you?

Of course. Is there a woman out there who doesn't know her?

She's a designer for Colza, right?

She's famous all over the world.

She's Soramame's mother.

- What? - I don't know why I didn't notice it.

- Same last name. - Wait a second.

I believe Touko Asagi's husband

is Seiji Hishikawa.

Yes, Seiji Hishikawa, the genius painter.

He died suddenly of illness around the age of 40.

She's the offspring of two geniuses,

so why was she languishing in a countryside in Kyushu?

Many people...

who entertain people from far away,

make those near them sad.

So that's what it was.

Huh?

That girl,

Soramame, has been abandoned by her parents.

What?

When she was approached by a Parisian maison,

Touko Asagi left her daughter

at her parents' house in Kyushu and went to France.

But Touko Asagi's mother wouldn't allow it,

so she disowned her.

I'm home.

- Welcome home. - Oto, carry Soramame up.

What? No, no, no, no.

I can't do it.

Soramame.

Soramame...

It's no use.

Mom...

We'll release it this spring.

We should be done recording by the end of the month,

and, uh, as far as visuals go, we're going for a staccato look.

Huh? S-Staccato?

You know, like when two people stand next to each other like this...

Sorry I'm late.

What?

Oh, that's nice.

No way. Ariel?

I'm thinking of going by the name Soy.

The soy in the soy latte.

- What do you think? - I think that's good.

It has a nice ring to it. Soy.

Here.

- Hey, pea-brain. - Yes?

I said oats latte, not soy latte.

I'm sorry, but here...

Hey, little one, mine's a soy latte and a cornetto and a...

Who's that?

You bastard, give me that recording. Come on.

Wait, wait... wait, Soramame-chan, you shouldn't have recorded that.

- But... - That's it, that "jaddon (but)."

You, stop saying "jaddon." - Huh?

This place has been disturbed.

You disturb the beautiful space of Ander Sonia with your jaddon.

- And not your face? - Huh?

Isn't your wani(crocodile)-like face that's disrupting this space?

Wani? What do you mean by "wani?"

- Crocodile. - You're a monkey.

Speak standard Japanese.

You think standard Japanese is that beautiful?

Standard. It's boring just hearing it.

The same for everyone.

Isn't that what Maude hates the most?

How dare you be so cocky!

Let go of me! Hey!

Oh, sorry...

Sorry.

Mr. Kuon is upset because he can't come up with a theme for the Paris Fashion Week.

What's this?

Oh, this? The last time I went home to my parents' place,

I got barikaka (scratched) by the cat. - Barikaku?

Oh, is it a dialect...

You know, like scratching.

Oh... where are you from, Mr. Hazuki?

I'm from Yatomi, somewhere deep in Aichi.

Isn't that nice? Like I've been scratched.

- My mother. - Your mom?

She's a designer.

She was pretentious.

She's from a countryside in Ebino City, Kyushu,

but she speaks in a pretentious Tokyo dialect.

I hate it.

Touko Asagi of Colza.

You know her?

- Yes. - Huh? What?

Mr. Kuon too? Does Mr. Kuon know too? Is that why he hired me?

Oh, that's not it. We found out about it later.

- Huh? What? - But... I think it's in your blood.

I think you should be proud. You're gonna be a great designer.

But I...

I hate Touko Asagi.

Ah, I said jaddon again...

Can you put one over here, too?

That's good.

Yes, hello?

Hey.

We have purple organdie, right? Or marble, right?

Sir, are you still at the studio?

And lavender satin.

Sir, what time do you think it is?

2:00 a.m.

I don't understand how you can give me fabric instructions suddenly like that.

I'll look at it first thing in the morning.

Right, we can do it tomorrow.

Yes. The design won't run away.

I'm sorry I woke you.

Yes, hello?

Yes.

Yes, I understand.

Purple organdie? Or marble?

How do you know?

That organdie is really pretty.

I was wondering if you were going to make something with it.

Maybe pair it with satin with pearls on it.

You know where these things are?

Yes.

I'll be there right away. Yes.

Squeeze harder.

Yes.

No. Move.

Early day tomorrow for you.

- Go home and get some sleep. - I don't want to.

If I get to see the birth of an Ander Sonia design.

I can stay awake forever.

Yes.

Why? They are an important client of ours.

Why is Ms. Asagi handling it?

- What's wrong with little pea? - Why would that be a good idea?

Now, now... but you see, Mr. Saiga likes pretty girls.

Mr. Saiga is very sick now,

he's in a wheelchair, and his time is very sensitive.

- If we did something wrong... - He's in a wheelchair?

Your accent!

- Watch what you say. - I'm sorry.

Calm down, okay?

Yes.

Get dressed.

Yes, ma'am...

- Sir, he's here. - Okay.

Hey. Hello.

Welcome.

Now I've really done it.

In the middle of filming a movie, and the director's scratching his head.

Why not just sit on the couch looking all smug?

Like, holding a cigar in my mouth...

What period do you think this movie is set in?

Well, come on in.

The pants,

when I sit on the wheelchair like this, it gets wrinkled, you know?

Hmm... I see.

- What should we do with it? - Yes...

I feel kind of miserable about it.

If it comes to it,

it's like I'm losing out

to Ander Sonia's clothes.

I don't think you're losing.

What?

I don't think you're someone whose clothes wear you.

You're the wearer. You're the star that wears it down.

- Clothes are for testing people. - Testing people?

Yes. It's not about style or visuals.

It's about your persuasiveness.

In your head, your senses, the experiences you've been through.

You put those on a scale against the clothes and if the clothes win,

that means the person isn't well dressed.

Mr. Saiga, you won over the clothes, you knocked it flat.

We don't know what you're going on about. I'm sorry.

No, no, I understand it perfectly.

My grandma has always been a fan of yours, Mr. Saiga.

We saw "Shogun in Heaven," "The Detective's Condition,"

and "Can't Say Goodbye."

I've been watching it with her.

Where are you from?

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm from the countryside, in Ebino city in Kyushu.

My grandma was from Nagasaki, and my dialect is sort of mix.

- I'm from Miyazaki, too. - What?

How nostalgic. No need to fix your dialect

Oh... Really?

Tokyo is a city built by countryfolks who are working hard.

And the fashion is created by countryfolks who are working hard.

Yes, me too. I'm from Kawachinagano, Osaka.

Well... if you're worried about wrinkles,

why don't we just cut them off?

What?

Excuse me for a second.

- Um... put your right foot forward... - Yeah.

I'm sorry. Now, please excuse me.

- Ah... - What?

- No, I can see it. - What?

Uh, at the back, there's a white wool similar to this...

A glossy finish...

Of course no one gets it.

Take off the pants and wait for it.

This...

We put it right here.

Doesn't this white wool match the white hat

you're wearing right now?

What? You mean you're going to make it into a skirt?

Young people wear them. Even men.

- That's nice. - Thanks.

Well, I've been thinking.

Wheelchairs are cool.

Cool as a fashion item.

Hey, pea-brain, you watch your mouth.

You told me to say whatever was on my mind...

and I did. - Okay. Too late to use honorifics.

When I heard Mr. Saiga was coming in a wheelchair,

it came to me.

I'm sure we could come up with a nice outfit for you,

that's what I thought.

The birth of a new Ryohei Saiga.

- What are you talking about? - Ow...

Scissoring the pants we worked so hard to make

is disrespectful to Mr. Kuon and Mr. Saiga. - Don't push me off.

- What the hell, shorty? - Okay, okay, okay...

- Shorty?! - Hey, hey, hey...

Stop it. All right.

I like it. Yeah, it's interesting.

Yes.

Yeah.

Now I see it.

I'm really sorry for making you watch something unsightly today.

No, I'm sorry too.

No, not at all.

Sir, I think Mr. Saiga liked Soramame-chan's design.

I know that.

Did you see it?

She didn't hesitate to put the scissors in.

The scary thing about her

is that she probably

wouldn't hesitate to take a pair of scissors to my clothes,

even to her own designs.

You know why?

She can see what's next.

Because the next idea is already there.

Never hanging on to her own old ideas.

Catfight in front of Ryohei Saiga?

- Yes. - And you were suspended?

Yes. Well, I had no choice.

I found myself putting scissors into the clothes that

Mr. Kuon had designed.

Showing off, in the context of a company, which is a collaborative effort...

You'll get hated.

But I got homework.

I was told I had two weeks to design and make a dress.

- I'll give it a shot. - That's a good deal.

No, if it doesn't work, I might be fired.

I'm the troublemaker.

Of course.

It's a battle of skills.

Kaori, you'll pay for this.

- Oh, you can just put it back. - Okay.

But what are you going to do with that?

Hmm? I thought maybe there's some text reference.

- Text? - Yeah...

Oh, fabrics.

Yeah.

For example, wouldn't it be

wonderful to make a dress from a fabric made from this painting by Chagall?

I bet Chagall won't allow it.

- No, you can do that. - What?

Chagall aside, copyrights expire 70 years

after their death, so anyone can use them.

Really?

Squeeze the waist a little more.

Old-fashioned-like.

- Stop... - Yes.

What do you think? Is it cute?

Yeah... It's Mondrian's "Broadway Boogie Woogie."

You know that?

I was once

a graduate of Aoyama Gakuin's Department of Comparative Arts.

Well, I'm boiling soba noodles now.

College graduates are different. They can do this kind of stuff.

It was a required class.

Oh... I can feel the educational gap in Japan.

Oh, I'm so poor.

No, or maybe I'm just stupid.

Soramame-chan, can't you have your studies in the studio?

Mr. Kuon is a legacy from the Showa era.

Pencil for everything.

But I have to study, right?

I think it's necessary from now on.

This Mondrian's "Broadway Boogie Woogie"

is super cute, but

look,

as Mrs. Kyoko said, the copyright expired.

Everyone thinks of the same thing.

It's hard to make a dress when you're asked to do something so vague.

Maybe you need a muse.

- Muse? - Yeah.

I want to make it for this person.

The person you want to wear it. Your muse of creativity.

Muse... of creativity?

♪ I held tightly so I wouldn't let go

♪ I engraved it so I wouldn't forget

♪ Every time I see your hands and your smile,

♪ I'm sure I'll cry

So?

Hmm...

The vibrato at the end was a bit...

Okay. Sorry, Soy, I'm coming over.

- No, I... - Don't hold back. Say everything.

It's your song.

You and Soy are going to be a unit.

We're all in this together.

Yes.

What? You and Ariel of ZUBIDAVA as a unit?

It's off the record.

No, it's already online.

What?

Excuse me.

Ariel of ZUBIDAVA to form a new unit? Who is her new unit partner?

Why...?

That was deliberate. A setup.

I ran a story speculating that Ariel of ZUBIDAVA

was forming a new unit.

I see. Well... can you at least tell me about it.

I don't think artists should have to worry about that.

It's our job.

Artist...

Yes, you are an artist.

Your world is about to change.

How about it? Thought of a name for the unit?

Yes, I'm thinking about it now.

Okay, can't wait.

That girl cut her hair while crying.

From Ariel to become Soy.

What?

She said Manbo liked her hair long,

and for the first time in her life, she cut it short.

It was to match your song, Oto.

Okay. I'll do my best.

Beats Per Minute.

This is the name of your unit?

- What do you think? - Yeah, it's cool.

It sounds cool.

BPM if abbreviated

and Beats Per Minute if not abbreviated

- What does that mean? - Count of beats per minute.

- Hakusuu (count of beats)? - Yeah.

Well...

Wow... how nostalgic.

I learned about metronome in elementary school music.

That was 80 bpm.

70... is like this.

Oh... how many times it ticks per minute?

Yes, yes, the tempo.

The less BPM, the slower, right?

Yeah, that's the theory. It's the number of ticks per minute.

I know. I know that much.

Ah, for example...

Huh?

Soramame, your beats per minute

is maybe around 73.

Heart rate?

I don't have absolute pitch, but I have absolute rhythm.

What? That's amazing.

Okay, so you know how fast the rain is falling?

- If it was constant, I'd know. - Wow, that's amazing!

Hey, hey, hey, If you wrote a song at the same tempo as your heart rate,

what would it feel like?

What? How would you feel if you heard that?

Then maybe someday I'll write a song in your heart rate.

Okay...

Today, we're having paella.

I've already did the prep work for it.

I love Mrs. Kyoko's paella.

Today is Oto's advance celebration.

- Of what? - The recording.

Tomorrow is your big day.

Looks delicious...

Watch it until it's cooked.

- I'll leave the rest to you. - Yeah

- Muse? - Yes.

That's what Chiharu-chan said.

Like someone you want to make clothes for.

I see.

For you, Oto,

not Ariel, but Soy

is your muse?

I don't know.

Right.

- Oh, wow! - Oh!

- Amazing. - Let's do it again.

Wow.

Don't break it!

Theme Song: Yorushika - Algernon

It smells good.

Good, right?

Huh?

Waiting for the delicious food to be ready.

It's good.

Good things will come from now on, Soramame.

You look cold.

Will you become unreachable?

What?

Maybe you'll go far away?

- Why? - You'll be recording tomorrow,

and making your debut next month.

I'm afraid you're gonna go far away.

There's no way I will.

Beats Per Minute

Soy, what are you doing?

We've been waiting here for 4 hours already!

Maybe she turned off her phone.

I don't think she's coming anymore.

Soy

- She's calling! - Hey, give it to me. Give it to me.

Hello?

Sorry, Oto.

I am...

in Fukui right now.

- Fukui?! - Manbo invited me.

He asked me if I wanted to make temple for glasses with him.

He asked me to marry him.

M-Marry?!

Instead of standing on stage, I'd rather be

next to Manbo, the man I love.

You don't have regrets about your music career?

No.

I thought about it.

I thought about it all day yesterday.

I just wish

you had thought about it a little earlier.

Sorry, Mr. Decaf.

Sorry.

Mr. Manbo?

I ran away.

I ran away from that world.

I was scared.

A world where I didn't know what would happen tomorrow.

I was scared.

"I'm Sure I'll Cry."

It's a very nice song.

I want it out into the world.

I want it to make a lot of people cry.

From me,

and from Ariel...

no, from Soy, we wish you all the best.

We're rooting for you.

We're starting over.

So she ran away after all.

You knew that?

Maybe vaguely. Because she didn't cut her hair.

That... was a wig.

She didn't cut it off.

Sorry for the wait.

What? I'm having kake soba.

Oonoya isn't the type that leans on a single shrimp.

How's it going?

Yeah, somehow...

it doesn't feel right.

"Soramame here. How are things going over there?"

"Recording going well?"

Unread.

Is he busy?

He's very busy.

"She ran away."

"What?"

"The Diva."

"For real?"

"For real."

"That's funny."

"Demon."

"Are you home right now?"

"No, I'm outside in the park."

"In the train,

a couple were making out. It was too much."

"I don't know."

"I'd kick them."

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♪ Somewhere, a voice calls in the depths of my heart

♪ May I always be dreaming, the dreams that move my heart

♪ So many tears of sadness, uncountable through and through

♪ I know on the other side of them, I'll find you

♪ Every time we fall down to the ground

♪ We look up to the blue sky above

I give up. I'm not going to get a diva from now on. Soramame, can you sing?

No, you're tone-deaf

Ah, sorry. Saying tone-deaf was too much

"Oto, are you almost here?"

"Oh, I just got here."

"Come to Asahina Park,

it's the one with a pond and benches."

"What?"

"Come here right away."

♪ Window of beginning, stillness, new light of the dawn

♪ Let my silent, empty body be filled and reborn

- Soramame. - Shh.

♪ No need to search outside, nor sail across the sea

♪ Cause here shining inside me,

♪ it's right here inside me

Can I... call you again?

♪ I've found a brightness, it's always with me

If anything happens to me... as a friend...

Isn't she good? Isn't she good as a diva?

- Okay, everyone, let's play tag. - Thank you. Wow! It's tag!

It's been a long time.

It has been a while.

Keep it up, keep it up, yup

Back home in a daze, rubbing my eyes

I'm burnt out, I'm going to bed,

fell down asleep right away

No weekend plans,

little regrets piling up

Days that I miss you but can't make it happen

No one knows what the right answer is

But if you keep looking down, you'll never notice it,

the sparkling blue sky

Everything will be all right, it feels like it,

I'll dream as many times as I want

Yeah, it's gonna be all right, no matter what the day,

even so, my dear life

Everything will be all right always

Echoing melody

Every little scene softly light up my heart

You are not alone

Let’s live it up…

Let’s live it up

Let’s live it up…

With you, it's gonna be all right

Let’s live it up!

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It's a really cool dress!

Aren't you the one selling it? Become a top-notch designer.

I want to survive in this world.

Somehow, you look good together.

You're gonna go and leave, right?

Even if were apart, nothing will change between us.