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Yumi Onuma, a vision of beauty navigating the night streets,

displayed a relentless demeanor

as if a demon resided within her heart.

The Yajuu Clan, a group of delinquent girls

ruling Roppongi after dark, faced a thorough defeat.

Yumi Onuma.

Who exactly is she?

The ancient Roman god Janus was said to be able to see

both the inside and outside of things at the same time.

This story is a grand romance about a girl whose other heart

was peered into by Janus.

THE MIRROR OF JANUS

Suppose, you too, had another face…

WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT GIRL?

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Very good!

Go for it!

Yumi, let's get out of here!

Forget about them!

I don't want them to spoil this good time we're having.

Wow, amazing! I'm impressed!

You're not so bad either, are you?

Oh no, I thought I was unbeatable,

but I can't measure up to you.

Yumi, what kind of life did you lead before?

Tatsuro, too many questions and we might have to part ways.

Wait for me, Yumi!

-What are you looking at? -The city.

The city?

It's strange.

Strange in what way?

A sea of neon engulfs countless souls.

Amidst the throng, whispers, tears, shouts, and laughter

weave a bizarre tapestry.

Little do they realize, this city is but a fleeting mirage.

The city is a mirage!?

Destined to vanish like a phantom in the wind.

I'll be with you, then.

Yumi, being with you makes my body tingle with excitement,

it's amazing.

I'll be a minute.

Yumi…

"I'm in love with you."

Dammit…

No way Yumi would buy into that at all!

All right.

"Yumi, I want to fall in love with you."

"I want you!"

I'll just get a smack.

Fine, if I get smacked, so be it.

I love her.

Okay, here goes…

Yumi, about us…

Waiter, what happened to the girl at that table?

-I don't know. -Don't know?

-You were supposed to watch her! -Very sorry.

Screw-up!

Yumi!

Are you going back to the land of mirages?

That's not fair! I said I'd go with you!

Hiromi, good morning.

Why the frightened look? Everything's okay.

That thing won't happen again. Last night was uneventful.

You slept well, didn't you?

-Hiromi, breakfast is ready. -Coming!

Good morning, Grandma.

Good morning.

Good morning, Father.

Good morning.

Then, shall we begin?

Thanks for the food.

-Hiromi. -Yes?

You're attending cram school daily, right?

Yes.

And you are keeping up with your flower arrangement

and tea ceremony practices?

I am.

It's cram school every weekday,

and weekends are dedicated to practice,

leaving her no breathing space.

Hatsue, can you at least let her have Sundays off?

Ma'am, I'd like to ask the same, please.

Hiromi must want to enjoy activities

like watching movies or shopping.

Silence! I won't allow any interference

with Hiromi's education from you two!

But excessive pressure, just like Yukiko…

I'm guiding her with strictness

to prevent her from becoming like Yukiko.

Though it might sting now,

she'll come to appreciate my guidance.

Hiromi is fundamentally different

from you two, failures since childhood.

While your lives are confined in a dingy community center,

Hiromi is poised to become an exceptional woman,

making her mark on the world stage.

Hiromi, heed your Grandma's words.

Men are an obstacle in the way of your ideal.

If a man expresses interest, sever ties.

If a lecher presents a love letter,

shut him down then and there, got it?

Yes, ma'am.

Hiromi!

What's on your mind?

Nothing. I was just watching the sky.

You were thinking of something amazing, weren't you?

Amazing, like what?

Perhaps a love so intense, it consumes every inch of you.

No way…

Hey Hiromi, will you come with me after school?

I'm going to my sister's store.

-To Miyo's store? -Right.

Sis Miyo is holding a fashion show next week,

and she asked me to help her out.

A fashion show?

So, what do you think?

I'd like to go, but…

Forget about cram school!

Absolutely not. Skipping is out of the question for me.

Plus, I need to check in with Grandma

after my cram school session.

I'm sorry.

You always do whatever your Grandma asks, don't you?

-Hiromi, what's going on? -Who are you guys!?

We're the Yajuu Clan from Roppongi!

Our concern is solely with this girl.

The rest of you, stay out of it!

Keep yapping, and I'll bust you up!

Tamayo, quit messing around!

How is this girl supposed to resemble Yumi Onuma!?

I thought their faces were similar.

If you ask me, they look a lot alike.

No chance, she's a fake. Yumi's a whole other deal.

Shall we see if her disguise peels off?

Sounds fun. Give it a try.

It's unheard of for a motorcycle gang

to infiltrate school grounds!

No good, drive them off!

You dumb bitch! This brat's just a clueless doll

who doesn't resemble Yumi Onuma!

Yumi Onuma has the guts of a beast,

with eyes that were cold as ice.

Guys, we're done here, let's bounce!

Hey, you, stop!

Ozawa, what happened?

Mr. Tsutsumi…

-Are you okay? -Yes.

-Hiromi! -Hiromi…

There's been a mix-up, Mr. Tsutsumi.

They misunderstood Ozawa, thinking it was Yumi Onuma.

Yumi Onuma and…

Ozawa?

I don't know anyone named Yumi Onuma!

And I've never even been to Roppongi!

Ozawa, can I talk to you?

Mr. Tsutsumi.

I've actually crossed paths with a woman named Yumi Onuma.

You did?

Yeah, that's right.

Does she look like me?

Yes, at first, I thought it was you,

but on closer inspection, she's a totally different person.

Is that so?

From childhood, I was frequently mistaken for another person.

From childhood?

Yes.

Strangers would call out to me unexpectedly.

Reports of sightings in cities

I'd never visited weren't uncommon.

Perhaps a doppelganger exists in another town.

It's possible.

I wonder if that person was Yumi Onuma.

Good question.

Mr. Tsutsumi, can you describe Yumi Onuma's personality?

Those girls said she was as fearless

as a beast with ice-cold eyes.

Is that true?

They may be half-right.

Yet, in her, I sensed a profound, lonely despair.

-Lonely despair? -Right.

To rescue her, you must thaw her frozen heart

with immense love,

a sacrifice that demands readiness to give up your life.

I'd like to meet her.

I've always longed to encounter someone

who shares my resemblance, even just once.

I'd advise against that.

Knowing there's a similar girl

in another world should be enough.

Yes.

I lack that kind of courage.

Besides, I don't have the time.

I see.

Mr. Tsutsumi.

Is Hiromi Ozawa linked to those delinquents from before?

Not at all, it was just a mix-up.

-A mix-up? -Yes, sir.

-You checked with Ozawa herself, right? -Of course.

Was anyone hurt? Should we involve the authorities?

-No one was harmed. -Be that as it may,

having a group of misfits invade our school is a serious matter.

Did you reprimand Ozawa sternly?

But Ozawa is the victim here.

This situation is an unavoidable

destructive wave impacting the children.

As educators, we can't simply mourn the era we're in.

Instead, I ask you to heighten your vigilance.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Tsutsumi.

It's about Hiromi Ozawa.

Right. What about Ozawa?

Please, have a seat.

Have you met her grandmother, Mrs. Hatsue before?

-Yes, just once. -I see.

Seventeen years have passed since I took on my role.

During that time, Kanji, Hatsue's husband, was thriving

in a bustling trading office, mingling

with influential figures globally.

Their shared enthusiasm for education

made me a regular visitor to the Ozawa household

as Yukiko's homeroom teacher.

-They had a daughter? -Yes.

She was a wonderful student.

She was intelligent and beautiful.

Even the teachers' hearts would flutter

when she looked at us intently.

Her parents held high hopes.

They dreamed of what a wonderful woman she would turn into.

But when Yukiko was in her second year of high school,

she fell for a delinquent and ended up committing suicide.

This Hiromi Ozawa seems to share a similar fate.

Mr. Principal.

Hiromi is under the care of Kazuki,

the Ozawa family's eldest son, and his wife.

Hiromi's biological mother was Yukiko,

who committed suicide.

Mr. Tsutsumi, as her homeroom teacher,

you should be aware of this.

Do you understand what I mean?

Yes, sir.

I want you to look out for Hiromi.

We can't afford her to face the same fate as Yukiko.

I'm determined to ensure her safe graduation, no matter what.

Yumi Onuma.

What kind of person are you? Where do you live?

What's your life like?

Grandma, safe travels.

I'm meeting the bank president for dinner,

expect me back by 9:00.

You'll be at cram school from five to nine, is that right?

-Yes, ma'am. -Make sure to study hard.

Yes, ma'am.

ENGLISH CRAM SCHOOL

YUMI ONUMA

Ozawa!

Shindo!

I'll also be taking evening classes here from today.

Is that so?

What's on your mind?

Nothing at all.

I see.

Class is starting. See you.

Say…

Could you take me out to Roppongi?

Sure, when?

-Now. -Right now!?

-Is it your first time here? -Yes.

I can't believe it.

But it's true.

Yumi!

My bad, wrong person.

-Quite the resemblance, though. -What's your deal!?

-That was rude! -Hey, I already apologized!

I just got the wrong person.

Please wait!

Did you mistake me for Yumi Onuma?

You know Yumi?

We came here looking for her.

Ozawa…

I'm sorry, Shindo.

If you know Yumi, could you take me to her?

Please!

Sure, this way.

I guess she's not here.

I had a ball with her here last night.

-Yumi came last night? -Yeah.

She bowled like a pro, every pitch was a strike!

She's perfect.

That wasn't me. I've never even bowled before!

Post-bowling, we hit this skating rink.

Yumi skates with the finesse of an Olympic athlete.

Ozawa, do you skate?

I went skating as a child.

If she's not here…

All right, off to the next place!

Just trust me! She'll be at our next stop for sure.

Oh, Kyoko!

-Did Yumi come here? -I haven't seen her today.

More importantly, Tatsuro, your father called.

Pops did!?

Kyoko, you told him you don't know about me, right?

I told him I hadn't seen you like you asked,

but at least call back.

I'll get to it eventually, okay?

So she's not here, huh. Well, what can you do?

Guess we'll wait here for Yumi.

Hey, what's up? Step inside!

Feel at home, it's a friend's spot.

-How do you do? -Welcome.

Good evening.

-Yukiko!? -What?

She's not Yukiko!

Her name is Hiromi Ozawa.

Guys, meet the bar owner, Kyoko.

Your name is Hiromi Ozawa?

That's right.

Excuse me, but you just called me Yukiko, right?

That, I did, but I was mistaken. Don't worry about it.

Say…

Come here!

Yumi's a fantastic jazz pianist.

The other day, she wowed us

with an impromptu jazz piece here.

It was so thrilling, my heart raced!

Yumi played jazz on this piano?

Do you also play jazz?

I've learned a little classical music.

That figures. There's more than meets the eye, huh.

-Ozawa, we're leaving. -Hey.

Not so fast, man. The night is still young.

-Don't you want to meet Yumi? -Excuse us.

Tatsuro, what's your story with that girl?

Nothing at all.

We crossed paths briefly, and now it's goodbye.

-I doubt our paths will cross again. -I see.

Hello, you've reached Kitan, the jewelry store in Ginza.

Trunk's owner.

It's not about Tatsuro?

What did you say!? That's absurd.

I'm not lying to you!

It felt like Yukiko's spirit returned for payback.

The resemblance was uncanny, it gave me the creeps.

Her name is Hiromi Ozawa.

Hiromi Ozawa?

Are you sure?

So that means Yukiko gave birth.

I gotta go, I'll talk to you later.

Was that Tatsuro?

No, I wouldn't have hung up if it was him.

How can you remain so composed?

It's been a week since Tatsuro left.

I can't handle this any longer! I'm heading to the police.

Wait!

Tatsuro often takes off for about a week or even 10 days.

Let him enjoy some freedom for a bit.

Tatsuro, unlike your youth of frivolity,

is different.

He's a talented and compassionate kid.

He's at risk of becoming prey for the city wolves.

Hiromi!

No excuses! Why don't you take a peek?

Oh, put that over there!

-Sis, Hiromi's here! -Good evening!

Oh, Hiromi. It's been a while!

-Take your time and look around. -Sure.

Wow, they're pretty!

This seems like your style.

Would you consider modeling for us?

Me, a model?

Oh no, it's already nine! I have to head home.

Excuse me!

Grandma…

Hiromi, why you little…

Ma'am, I invited Hiromi!

Silence!

ROPPONGI SOUTH PRECINCT POLICE DEPARTMENT

He's quite an unworthy son.

Very well, I'll keep this photo.

Inspector, could you please keep a lid on this?

All right, I'll make sure of that.

-Inspector Shindo? -Yes?

There's a lady named Hatsue Ozawa

who'd like to speak to you.

Come in.

Are you Shindo's father?

-Yeah, that'd be me. -My name is Ozawa.

What intentions does your son have

concerning my granddaughter?

Wasn't it clear during our call

that dating is off-limits for her?

Yes.

Well, about that…

Dear, let's go home.

What are you doing?

-Do you know this lady? -She's just an old acquaintance.

Dear!

No doubt about it, that's the man.

The one who played games with Yukiko and ended her life!

Mr. Tsutsumi!

Did you need something?

The thing is, I received a call from Ozawa's grandmother.

Mr. Tsutsumi, I wouldn't date Ozawa insincerely.

I'm not saying your feelings are insincere.

I'm in love with her!

I know I should be concentrating on my studies,

but she's always on my mind.

Mr. Tsutsumi, please grasp my emotions.

Can't you wait until after Ozawa's graduation?

Is there a problem sharing a movie

or having a conversation with her?

Shindo…

You must consider Ozawa's family situation.

If you genuinely care for her,

it's crucial to understand what she's experiencing, okay?

Yo! Teach!

Oh, it's you.

Did you also come here to find Yumi?

-No, I'm here on another matter. -Is that so?

Y'know, Hiromi Ozawa, your student,

dropped by looking for Yumi.

-I guessed you might be too. -Ozawa did?

I'm not waiting for an unripe girl like a bitter persimmon.

I'm waiting for a passionate woman.

Teach, I've fallen for Yumi.

The mere thought of her sends lightning

rushing through my brain.

-You even listening, Teach? -Yeah, I'm listening.

She makes my body feel numb.

I'd trade my life for her sake.

I doubt it's gonna work out.

Oh, come on! I've never been dumped by a woman.

How about I share some tips on picking up girls?

Sure, I'm looking forward to that.

Still, Yumi stands out from regular girls.

An air of danger surrounds her.

After all, she traveled from the mystical land of mirages.

Mirages?

Just thinking about it makes me a bit uneasy.

Teach!

Mr. Tsutsumi!

Mr. Tsutsumi!

Ozawa, shouldn't you be at cram school?

Junko hurt her hand because of me, so…

I see. But will your grandma be okay with that?

-I could talk to her if you want. -It's fine.

I'll talk to Grandma later.

Ozawa, working here brought out a different side of you.

I've never seen you happier.

I wanted to try my hand at fashion once.

-Excuse me. -Hey, Ozawa…

-Be home as soon as possible. -I will.

That girl is such a bore.

Yumi, though, I wonder if she'll make an appearance tonight.

The belt's width is perfect.

-Is it? -Right?

But a slimmer ribbon would add an extra touch of elegance.

That's right.

-Wanna try it on? -Yes!

May I ask what is your business?

You can't just stroll in here while we're working.

Call the police!

Is this the girl Tamayo and the others confused with Yumi?

Isn't she adorable? Hiromi Ozawa, correct?

Answer my question!

Yes, that's right.

Good girl. I like your obedient side.

I'll take this dress for 100,000 yen.

It's not for sale.

-I just paid for it! -You can't take it!

This girl's really piqued my interest.

Guys, let's have her ride my bike!

Wait, what are you doing!? Please stop!

Help me!

Stop! Help me!

Help me!

Ozawa!

Look at her, not a single tear.

You've got guts, huh?

After meeting us for the first time, no tears were shed.

Boss, what shall we do with this girl?

I want to see her tears. I want to see bloody red tears.

Ozawa, are you okay!?

-The hell is it!? -You dumbass!

Ozawa, are you okay?

We'd better go.

Not so fast!

You think you can just snatch my doll away?

Ozawa's a student from my class. I'm taking her home.

That girl is my doll that I bought for 100,000 yen!

Are you scheming to snatch away my joy?

Haven't you guys hurt Ozawa enough already?

What more do you want?

We'll beat her until she sheds bloody red tears.

Are you planning to kill her?

Teach, if you're so keen, care to trade places instead!?

You'll risk your life for your students, right!?

Well!? Is it just empty words

or are you ready to back it up with your body!?

-Get him! -Come on, you bastard!

Stop it! Mr. Tsutsumi!

Ozawa, don't get involved! Please, stay back!

-Shut up! -Stop…

Stop it! Stop!

Mr. Tsutsumi…

-You prick! -Enough!

Another hit, and he's history.

Seems I just need to rough up this teacher

to make you weep, huh?

We're out of here!

Mr. Tsutsumi…

Mr. Tsutsumi!

Ozawa, I'm okay!

Mr. Tsutsumi, why didn't you take action?

Why did you refrain from fighting?

It seemed like you were resigned

to facing a severe punishment.

That's not the case at all.

I just lack the courage to fight.

That's not true! You could have chosen to take me and flee.

If I did that, they'd just come after you again!

Mr. Tsutsumi…

No need to fret over me.

I might be a pushover and coward,

but I've got a body of steel.

Mr. Tsutsumi…

I'm okay.

Behold, this chilling metamorphosis!

Hiromi Ozawa, the virtuous girl,

and Yumi Onuma, the sinister woman,

were one and the same.

TO BE CONTINUED Subtitles by: GEO9875 & menhera