Original subtitles

Sky high!

bokura wa maiagaru kaze wo mitsuketa

We discovered the rising winds.

kanjiru kimi no melody

I can feel your melody,

kanadetara yume ga meguriau

and when you play, it feels like my dreams will come true.

maneita te no hane wo hirogete

Spread the feathers on your hands,

ima sugu ni oozora haruka e tobitatsu

and let us now take off to the distant heavens.

hora miorosu sekai wa

Just look, the world we're overlooking is now

Sky high!

Hey, Mom.

Is Dad coming home yet?

Isn’t Christmas supposed to be spent with the whole family?

He should be home, right?

You’re right.

That’s how it should be.

And he didn’t come home.

It’s been six months since I came here as an exchange student,

yet I’m not used to this school.

In fact, I’m not used to this place called France.

So I told him, “are you sure my piano’s the only thing that needs tuning?”

Tanya, you pervert.

Excuse me.

Creepy!

Glauque?

“blue-green”

“blue-green”

“blue-green”

“blue-green”

“blue-green”

“blue-green”

I’m blue-green?

Why?

Member recruitment

I’m stressed day in, day out.

I didn’t want to bother him because he’s so busy,

but I feel like calling Chiaki and meeting up.

Terminal station ahead!

I must be seeing things.

My grandpa’s an organist at a church.

That’s so nice, playing organ at church.

I wish I could hear him too.

You should come to the church for Christmas then.

I’m going to be in a play.

You can listen to Grandpa’s organ too.

Pinky promise.

I’ll make you swallow a thousand spines if you break it.

So it is Megumi-chan.

I didn’t know she was in Paris.

In the same Conservatoire, even.

And that’s it for today’s lesson.

Kids really do like her.

Thank you very much.

She’s like a grade school teacher.

I want to go talk to her,

but I have class now.

Later.

See you tomorrow.

Megumi-chan!

Kuroki-kun.

I guess I did miss her.

Oh well, I’ll just call her.

But I told her I’m going to the Netherlands today.

Bitch.

Senpai.

You’re leaving already?

Recharge!

You’re late.

Your laundry is still in the dryer.

Pick them up la—

Kuroki-kun.

Long time no see.

Why are you in Paris?

I thought you were studying in Germany.

You could’ve told me.

I watched your debut performance.

You were great, Chiaki-kun. I loved it.

Thanks, I’m flattered.

Shoot, I got to go.

Sorry, I’m heading to the Netherlands.

Nice. Work?

Senpai, non! You still haven’t kissed me goodbye.

We’ll catch up sometime soon.

[ Escape ]

Non, je t’aime, Senpai!

I can’t find my keys.

Gyabo?

French?

They must be in my room.

One second.

Is that your room?

Yes, the one over there is Chiaki-senpai’s.

You’re living together?

But yeah, my room is really inconvenient.

Maybe I shouldn’t have imported this kotatsu.

It’s such a mess.

Found my keys.

Don’t look at this!

It’s my secret sexy photo collection of Chiaki-senpai.

Don’t tell him.

It’s a secret.

If Senpai knew I had pictures of him naked...

Megumi-chan...

I have some curry that Senpai made.

You should eat here.

Thanks, but are you sure it’s okay?

Of course.

But can I practice piano first?

There’s a bunch of practice pieces that I need to do.

Sure.

In fact, I’d love to hear you play.

Come to think of it, I’ve never heard her play.

She must be good, considering she’s studying at the Conservatoire.

The sound —

I think I understand why Chiaki’s with her now.

I’ve got to work hard too.

Gotta stop whining that I can’t get used to France.

A duet with me?

Really?

Yeah.

I haven’t found a chamber group yet.

And your oboe is great.

I think I’m really lucky.

Catherine-chan.

So it’ll be an oboe-flute duet.

We’ll have a lot of work to do before the exam in June.

Yeah.

I wanted at least a trio, but she’s a good girl.

Maybe seeing Megumi-chan gave me just the luck I needed.

Allô, you’ve reached Nodame.

I’m away right now.

Please leave a message.

She’s going to be so full of herself if I do her the favor of leaving a message.

Chiaki, what are your plans for Christmas, after the next performance?

We’re going to have a huge mass at a church by my place this year.

There’s going to be an orchestra there.

Care to join?

Sorry, I’m going to head back to Paris.

Yeah?

So it’s true that the Japanese spend Christmas with their lovers.

Not really. A lot of people don’t.

Wait, is she even waiting for me?

She hasn’t called me once. I gave her my cell phone number.

I always end up being the one calling.

I’ve never had a girl treat me this badly.

Actually, one of the flutists in a quintet quit school.

So they let me in.

You know this is good news for me, right?

I wanted to play in at least a trio.

Catherine-chan...

It’s too bad I can’t pair up with you anymore, but wish me luck, okay?

I’ll do the same for you.

Later.

I get it.

I get it, but can’t you at least say you’re sorry for breaking your promise?

I still can’t keep up with this country.

Allô? Chiaki-senpai?

Sorry, it’s Kuroki.

Sorry, my mistake.

Hello.

What’s up, Kuroki-kun?

I was wondering if Chiaki-kun’s back yet.

Oh, I wonder.

I think he’ll be back by tomorrow night, since it’s Christmas.

Should I give you his cell phone number?

It’s fine.

It’s nothing important.

See you.

Wait, Kuroki-kun.

Do you have some time tomorrow around noon?

I bought cheese and pickled herring in the Netherlands.

And some wine to give myself a pat on the back for the performance.

Christmas.

I wonder if she’s waiting for me.

Fill in for the play?

Yes.

The twins that were playing the donkey came down with the flu. They can’t make it.

Can you and Yasu play the donkey?

Two people per donkey.

I never heard anything about playing a donkey.

What is she to you, anyway?

Shouldn’t I be filling in for the Virgin Mary instead?

I’m a grown-up, after all.

How could I not be perfect for Mary?

Stop it.

Megumi-chan.

Grow up, Nodame.

It’s a kids’ play.

How could you take the lead role from a kid? Are you listening?

I never thought there was a donkey leg costume.

The person playing the front legs pops their head out of here.

So they have to put on brown face paint.

Here’s the face paint, Yasu.

You’re playing the front legs, right?

Do you really put paint on your face?

I don’t know.

It’d look stupid.

Why me?

I’ll play the front legs.

You wouldn’t look good with your head out here.

It looks stupid.

Nodame.

Megumi-chan. Are you trying to cover for me?

Forget it, I’ll play the front legs.

Chivalry

Chivalry

Chivalry

Chivalry

What? You want to play the front legs too?

But I have experience playing a mongoose.

I’m more suited for the front legs.

Besides, the back legs are more important, you’d be perfect.

See, the back legs are what make or break the donkey.

Then again, the front legs get more exposure.

All the real critics are going to be watching the back legs.

Megumi-chan really does want to play the front legs.

Come on, what’s a mongoose?

I knew it, she’s not home.

Seriously, what the hell?

Duran-san from the wine store gave that to us.

He said his Christmas tree from last year was overgrown.

So I asked him if we could use it before he throws it out.

I helped too.

That pianist is one funny girl, isn’t she.

Who are you?

Oh yeah, there used to be painters living in the attic here.

You really aren’t cute anymore.

But you’re still you.

How about a drink, Shin’ichi?

Congratulations, Maria.

You will be giving birth to a baby boy.

And you shall name him Jesus.

Let it be by the will of the Lord.

Mommy, that donkey is scary.

Yes, it is.

The front and back legs are moving together.

Megumi-chan, you sure this walk is okay?

It is. It makes us more noticeable.

Listen, Kuroki-kun,

You know what to do as soon as Jesus is born, right?

Go!

Congratulations!

Your girlfriend sure is taking her time in getting back home for Christmas, isn’t she?

Quit calling me by my first name.

It’s disrespectful and corny.

But there’s already another Chiaki.

Your dad and I used to talk a lot.

He taught me all sorts of things about music.

He let me listen to him perform sometimes too.

I didn’t think he was around this apartment all that much.

Oh yeah, I have some paintings.

Paintings?

Performances tend to bring out peoples’ true colors.

They’re abstract paintings that I made based on your dad’s performances.

Don’t you want to see paintings of your dad?

No thanks.

Thank you for having me over.

She’ll be home soon.

Considering she has this thing set up.

He’s coming home, right?

Something doesn’t feel right.

She doesn’t even call.

She’s so distant.

Why am I back here waiting again?

Nodame.

Wise King.

Thanks, Nodame.

It was great, thanks to you.

I love you, Nodame-chan.

You didn’t mind being a donkey?

I’ve been planning to take the stage as a donkey all along.

Oh yeah?

It’s all about how you look at it, huh?

But what was with the strange donkey movement?

That was based on a Japanese Shishimai.

Shishimai? What’s that?

It’s a Japanese New Year’s thing.

Something just changed in the world.

I think I understand why Megumi-chan’s happy even in this country.

She’s as assertive as the French.

I want you to come to my place so I can thank you.

We have a huge Christmas feast.

Some really good chapon too. (Chapon is a specialty chicken dish)

There’s someone I want to be with tonight.

It’s okay, I’ll go to your place.

Why you? I never invited you.

What?

You were going to invite me to thank me for the play too, weren’t you?

Christmas dinner sounds good.

I’ve never had roast chapon before.

I’ll never be like Megumi-chan,

but it might be good to act a bit like her.

Besides, I want to hear you play piano.

I don’t want to build a wall around myself anymore.

I think I’ll head over to Vieira-sensei’s opera house in Italy,

once the next performance in Paris is over.

Even if that means leaving Paris.

But —

Nodame.

Noda —

Huh, Chiaki-senpai?

It’s you, isn’t it? It smells like you.

Shin’ichi-kun.

Why are you ignoring me?

We haven’t met in a long time.

Oh, I know.

You’re angry because I brought in the tree without asking.

You never called me. I didn’t have a chance to tell you in advance.

Why couldn’t YOU just call me?

I didn’t really have any reason to.

I was busy too.

That’s it.

Let’s end it.

It’s not too late.

You keep saying casually that you love me,

but you never really take me seriously.

It’s the same attitude you have towards music.

I can’t keep up with you.

Find a guy from your own planet.

I’m doing the right thing.

Maybe now she’ll start treating me like she should.

How could she be so absent minded?

What’s going on?

Lover’s quarrel.

That was an amazing jump kick.

You sure are full of yourself.

To hell with you, asshole.

I don’t believe it. I really don’t.

You’re the one wasting my time. To hell with you.

Fuck you.

All right, that’s enough.

I’m always serious.

How can you say that I’m running from you?

You come close and then you wander away.

Just like with my music.

I never wandered away.

You just tried to right now.

Fine, I get it.

She’s going to kill me.

Let’s start over.

Really?

Yeah.

Why am I changing myself for her?

I just wanted to hear her play piano.

Church vibes.

And I thought she wasn’t a Bach person.

I was busy too.

From Tokyo to Paris,

Tokyo et Paris

and from Paris to Tokyo,

Paris et Tokyo

there would always be music.

Et puis toujours la musique

And in Paris, we'll study together.

A Paris nous étudierons la même année.

We've known each other since childhood.

On se connait depuis l'enfance

We would go to the piano classes next door

On allait au cours de piano à côté,

in front of the marketplace,

En face du grand marché.

and we would play hopscotch and dodgeball

On jouait au square du quartier

in the neighborhood park.

à la marelle et au balle au prisonnier,

And then it was snack time.

Puis c'était le goûtér.

They were the best years of our lives,

C'était bien là nos plus belles années,

unaffected by worries.

Qu'aucun soucis ne pouvait altérer.

From Tokyo to Paris,

Tokyo et Paris

and from Paris to Tokyo,

Paris et Tokyo

there would always be music.

Et puis toujours la musique.

From Tokyo to Paris,

Tokyo et Paris

and from Paris to Tokyo,

Paris et Tokyo

there would always be music.

Et puis toujours la musique.

And in Paris, we'll study together.

A Paris nous étudierons la même année

I’m handling this crazy orchestra?

C’est un yoyo!