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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…

THE PERSON I CONTINUED TO ADORE IS CALLED…

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Our covert delinquent is coming through!

Hiromi's classmates, Yoshie and Miki,

started a rumor about her being Yumi Onuma,

a Roppongi delinquent at night.

The gossip rapidly circulated throughout the school,

pushing the sensitive Hiromi into a corner.

She couldn't fathom that Yumi Onuma might be

her alter ego.

"I can't recall any such memories."

Yet, the undeniable phenomenon

of self-disassociation lingered.

"If the rumors are true,

is Yumi Onuma, who vanishes at night,

another version of me?"

Hiromi!

What's got you so upset?

Don't worry about those rumors,

none of us take them seriously.

The idea of you being a delinquent is downright silly.

They're only picking on you because you're the quiet one.

They're just a bunch of jerks.

Ozawa, don't let their words get to you.

Kunihiko firmly believed Yumi Onuma

spotted in Roppongi at night

was, in fact, Hiromi Ozawa.

"Hiromi Ozawa excels academically

but battles loneliness due to her isolated nature.

A dreamer, she struggles

with cooperative skills, affecting her prospects

of societal integration."

REPORT

Oh, didn't know you were here.

Yes, sir. Can I help you?

Yes, it's about Hiromi Ozawa.

Mr. Principal, did you hear the rumors

about Ozawa being a delinquent?

Is there any truth to the rumors?

I'm convinced the rumors are baseless.

I see, that'd be for the best then.

What's this?

Those an internal documents from

Ozawa's old junior high school.

Right.

Mr. Tsutsumi, I'll let you in on something.

The rumors about Ozawa

made me uneasy, connecting to a dreadful hunch.

A dreadful hunch, sir?

I previously mentioned Yukiko, Hiromi's birth mother.

18 years ago,

the Ozawa family requested a favor from me

to prevent Yukiko from dating a certain man.

Ozawa, continuing these illicit affairs

could force the school's hand, leading to expulsion.

You should stop dating someone

who will only bring you mystery.

Sir, my feelings for him are so strong

that I'm not afraid of expulsion.

I would even give my life to him.

Yukiko was a woman ablaze with passion

and possessed an untameable spirit.

Mr. Tsutsumi,

I sense a similar danger,

and I wonder if Hiromi also carries

the same unbridled essence inherited from her mother.

-Mr. Principal! -Of course, I don't believe that

Hiromi has a delinquent identity.

Mr. Tsutsumi,

when faced with a pure and passionate girl,

the pretentious theories of school are of no use.

That's what I wanted to tell you.

Mr. Principal…

I, also, once…

I'll keep your words in mind.

Mr. Tsutsumi…

Here it goes!

One, two, three, four, five…

Hiromi, cut the crap and drop the innocent act.

We're gonna rip that deceitful mask off your face!

-Hey, you guys! Stop it! -Zip it!

You've all been tricked by Hiromi! You'll see!

Stop it!

Enough of this!

-Stop it! What are you doing!? -Shut up!

-Show me your true colors! -Enough!

Stop it! Stop!

Hey, you guys!

Stop it!

Let go!

-Stop! -You bastard!

Stop it!

Just stop it already!

Yo, guys! This teacher's a pushover,

we can have a blast without a worry.

The guy's a total weakling,

and won't stand a chance against us.

Get away!

You bastard!

Guys, you gotta run!

-Mr. Tsutsumi! -Get out of here! Hurry up!

Ozawa, what are you waiting for? Quick, run away!

Hiromi…

-Piss off! -Hey, where are you going!?

Stop it! Stop it already!

Run away!

You pricks, that's enough!

-Knock it off! -You piece of crap!

Hang in there!

Hey, stay with me!

SHIBUYA POLICE STATION

Takenaka!

Today's events are my responsibility.

Fortunately, that guy only sustained minor injuries.

There's no need for you to worry.

It's outrageous!

I'm very sorry.

Yoshie Ishihara and Miki Watanabe from

2nd year, Class A will be suspended.

While, naturally,

Akio Takenaka will be penalized

for his physical altercation.

Wait, please! I'm to blame for everything that happened.

It's not Takenaka's fault.

With the police involved,

clear punishment is crucial to resolve the issue.

Mr. Tsutsumi, care to explain your actions?

I…

It's quite something to let delinquents

beat you up without resistance.

If I were a man, I wouldn't let that happen.

By steering clear of violence,

Mr. Tsutsumi kept troubles at bay.

I believe he took the right approach.

I know it's right, but it's not enough.

Mr. Tsutsumi,

Ishihara, and Watanabe relentlessly bully Ozawa.

Any idea why? Ishihara and Watanabe must have their reasons.

Well…

Ishihara and Watanabe insist they spotted

Ozawa in Roppongi at night,

yet Ozawa faced no consequences.

Don't you think their bullying of Ozawa

stems from resentment?

Ozawa was out at night in Roppongi?

It was not merely for amusement.

They allege she is a delinquent.

Mr. Tsutsumi, is that true?

Those rumors about Ozawa being a delinquent are unfounded.

-Are you absolutely certain? -Of course.

I have no doubts.

I assume you've done enough research to be certain?

Mr. Principal.

If the rumors are true,

it's a critical matter for our school.

What do you think, sir?

I trust Mr. Tsutsumi's words.

The rumors regarding Ozawa's

delinquent identity are mere hearsay.

We acknowledge that,

but what if those rumors are true?

In that case, Hiromi Ozawa will have to be expelled.

Takenaka will be suspended? No way!

That's ridiculous!

2ND YEAR CLASS C

-What kinda punishment is that? -It's just the worst, isn't it?

-And where is Takenaka now? -He's in the principal's office.

Poor guy…

All rise!

All rise!

Goto.

Ozawa, take your seat.

Today's Japanese class is canceled.

I want to discuss yesterday's incident with all of you.

Mr. Tsutsumi, you're a coward!

I get having an aversion to violence,

but some moments demand action.

Why didn't you fight!?

I did fight.

That's what you call fighting!?

If you had fought,

Takenaka wouldn't have harmed his adversary.

For that, I want to apologize to you all.

My strength wasn't enough.

You're going the righteous path.

If it's self-defense, hitting back seems only natural, doesn't it?

I didn't want you to hit back.

So what was I supposed to do?

I wanted you all to run away.

How can you be so shameless!?

Ozawa was petrified, stuck there,

while you kept getting beaten up!

Takenaka, I appreciate your sense

of justice and friendship,

but what if the other person

had been seriously hurt or killed?

If running away could prevent such a tragedy,

I don't think it's cowardly or shameful to go that route.

And what if running away isn't an option?

You still wouldn't fight?

If the attacker had a knife

and tried to stab you, wouldn't you fight?

Well?

You're a man, aren't you? Why won't you speak up?

-We want an answer, sir! -Speak up!

-Don't flake out! -That's why they call you a pushover!

I guess if I can't escape, I might end up getting stabbed.

The idea of being attacked or killed terrifies me,

honestly, to the core.

But what's even more frightening

is the thought of causing harm or taking someone's life.

I'd rather be stabbed than be responsible for that.

I want you to fear hurting others

more than you fear being attacked.

Mr. Tsutsumi, we can't embrace your idealistic way of thinking.

Whether we like it or not,

we live in an era where violence can strike at any moment.

Can you protect your loved ones with that mindset?

At 25, I experienced the loss of someone dear to violence.

I married a woman three years younger,

the one I'd loved since university,

and together, we began building our family.

Have a good day, dear.

I took pride in being a husband

who had found the love of his life

and was gaining confidence in my career as a teacher.

In my class, there was a girl known as a Sukeban,

feared by many.

She led her friends on a school rampage.

Stop it!

Sorimachi, you foolish girl!

-You stupid fool! -Leave her alone, you bastard!

You sonuva…

Where do you think you are, huh!?

Back then,

it was acceptable for a teacher to use an iron fist

on a student as long as it was done out of care.

That's what I believed.

I realize now that I was being conceited.

What the hell are you doing!?

-You idiots! -What the hell, man!?

Get rid of that stuff!

Sorimachi! Did you forget your promise to me!?

You stupid fool! Fool!

Sorimachi. Sorimachi.

Come on!

That student betrayed me more than once.

Your dad is late.

Dad's off enjoying himself with a woman.

Who knows when he'll bother showing up.

What about your mom?

Mom's out bar hopping right now.

She'll be back in the morning, Teach.

Is it always like this?

It's always the same.

Ouch!

You fool! Of course, that was gonna burn you!

Oh, shut up. Get off my business.

Why didn't you stop smoking?

When will you get it through your head?

That hurt! Get lost! Just piss off already!

Mr. Tsutsumi, I'm sorry!

I'm not an idiot, and I'm no fool.

Just, please, don't leave me! Don't abandon me!

Sorimachi, I have no intention of abandoning you.

You have my word.

Now, you better stick to your promise, all right?

Mr. Tsutsumi, I promise!

Mr. Tsutsumi…

At that moment,

I was determined to help this girl.

I felt it was my duty as a teacher.

Later, she began coming to school daily,

and I took pride in the apparent success of my dedication.

However, the reality was far from it.

My violent actions had only brought her to a breaking point.

Which lead to her stabbing my wife.

Sorimachi, tell me.

What drove you to stab my wife?

Did you harbor such strong hate towards me?

I did it because you kept pounding on me, endlessly!

My impulsive and aggressive behavior

trampled upon her basic human dignity,

distorting the delicate threads of human life,

and I was oblivious to the consequences.

Consequently, I lost both my beloved wife

and an irreplaceable student.

I share this story

to emphasize the destructive impact of violence

on the human soul.

I firmly believe that violence

offers no solution for mankind.

Now, feel free to discuss this amongst yourselves.

That's just a defeatist load of crap.

He's trying to justify his own cowardice.

I get how he feels,

but that's not how the real world operates.

He said if he can't run, he's cool with being offed, nonsense.

I know!

Guys, please don't speak ill about Mr. Tsutsumi.

This time, it's on me.

I messed up, and it's all my fault.

Mr. Tsutsumi stood up for me.

I think he fought honorably as a teacher by doing that.

And thanks to him, I got the short end of the stick!

Ozawa!

Things haven't been easy for you lately.

You should ignore those baseless rumors.

Okay. Thank you.

The idea that you're a delinquent is absurd.

I believe in you.

-You really thinking of cheating? -How would Mr. Tsutsumi feel?

Two-timing? Maybe you're really into delinquent antics.

Please excuse me.

Ozawa!

You don't really love Mr. Tsutsumi, do you?

No, certainly not…

SUMIYA WARD MIDORIGAOKA JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL

I scoured the place, and all I found from Ozawa at school

was this graduation commemoration booklet.

Let me see.

This'll do. May I borrow this for a while?

-Of course. -Thank you very much.

STEPS

MIDORIGAOKA JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL

My dreams. 3rd year, Class C, Hiromi Ozawa.

My late grandfather, a seasoned trader,

explored various corners of the globe.

As a young child, he once took me on a journey

to a foreign land.

The vivid landscapes I saw during that trip

now linger in my memory like a dream.

I love English

and wanna study at Tsuda or Sophia

Universities for internationalization.

Mastering languages, revisiting that foreign country

and global travel are my dreams.

But among these aspirations,

I have another secret dream occupying my heart.

A dream I cannot share with a single soul.

She can't tell anyone about that dream.

Not a soul…

This is Tsutsumi.

Who are you?

You think it's cool playing innocent

while we catch all the heat?

Tsutsumi's on his way.

We're gonna give both of you a makeover in bruises!

Wait! Please, don't do anything to Mr. Tsutsumi.

If you promise not to hurt him,

I'll do whatever you ask!

I like the sound of that.

Then, how about you let us play Kagome with you?

What's "Kagome"?

Just sit your ass down and close your eyes!

Just promise me you won't bother Mr. Tsutsumi.

Fine! We promise!

Kagome, kagome… The bird in the cage…

When, oh when will it come out? In the evening of dawn…

The crane and turtle slipped…

Who is behind you now?

Bitch!

Kagome, kagome… The bird in the cage…

When, oh when will it come out? Who is behind you now?

Bitch!

You promised, you promised…

-You promised… -Bitch!

Who is behind you now?

-Mr. Endo! -Hold on, leave them to it for a bit.

Let's see if those rumors about her identity are true.

Who is behind you now?

Who is behind you now?

Who is behind you now?

Who is behind you now?

You bitch!

Who is behind you now?

Who is behind you now?

You little bitch!

-Who is behind you now? -Come on, don't you doze off!

Get your lazy ass up, you piece of crap!

Who is behind you now?

-Hey, what's going on here!? -It's the teachers, let's split!

Ozawa! Stay with me, Ozawa!

Hang in there!

-Mr. Tsutsumi. -Are you okay?

Mr. Tsutsumi, could you please not talk to me?

If you keep hanging out with me,

everyone might end up hating you.

Ozawa, you don't gotta worry about me.

But…

-Because of me… -Ozawa,

if folks hate me, that's on me, not you.

Now, Ozawa, is there something you need to share with me?

I sense there might be something weighing on your heart.

Well? Don't you want to let it out?

Mr. Tsutsumi, do you believe I could be Yumi Onuma?

Of course, not. I wasn't trying to ask you about that.

I know you really suspect that there's a hidden side to me.

If I were really Yumi Onuma…

I'd rather be dead!

Ozawa's in the dark about being Yumi Onuma.

If the truth about Yumi Onuma were to come out,

Ozawa would choose death.

I can't reveal the truth to Ozawa just yet.

Mr. Tsutsumi, that's Yumi Onuma.

Mr. Sunaga, call Ozawa's home to check, please.

Yes, sir.

Yes, this is Ozawa.

Oh, Mr. Tsunaga!

Hiromi? Well, she's currently at late-night cram school.

-Give me the phone. -One moment, please.

Hello? What business do you have with Hiromi?

What a disrespectful teacher!

Mr. Endo, I heard Ozawa's at cram school, I'll go check now.

-Please do. -Yes, sir!

You want to talk to Hiromi Ozawa? She's in class right now.

What? Is it an emergency? Very well, then.

Hey, get Ozawa.

Mr. Endo!

-Ozawa wasn't at cram school. -Is that right? Okay.

Let's catch Yumi Onuma and confirm if she's Ozawa or not.

Let's move, sir!

-Yo, Teach, what's up? -Tatsuro, glad I caught you.

I'm looking for Yumi Onuma. Can you lend a hand?

What's with you, Teach? What do you want from Yumi?

I just wanna talk to her for a bit.

Hey, you're not in love with her, are you?

Don't worry, I won't steal your love. Please.

That's more like it.

Oh, there she is! Just perfect!

Excusez-moi.

Welcome.

Tatsuro, who's this man?

I'm Tsutsumi from Midorigaoka High.

Kyoko, he's Hiromi Ozawa's homeroom teacher.

-Hiromi Ozawa's? -Yes, please excuse me.

Onuma, may I have a word with you?

I can't stand folks who are all up in people's business!

Yumi, wait!

-Wait a moment, sir. -What is it?

Hey, wait for me, Yumi!

Tatsuro, I need some time alone tonight.

Don't be like that! Think about my feelings.

Tatsuro, I've got no patience for irritating guys.

I'm blazing tonight, and if you tag along,

you're in for a scorcher!

Mr. Tsutsumi, did you come here to check

if Hiromi Ozawa and Yumi Onuma are the same person?

No, that's not the case.

Excuse me.

If they are,

I need to address the situation with Tatsuro.

Tatsuro and Hiromi Ozawa share a blood relation.

Boss, those two are pulling the same stunts as us lately,

shoplifting and raking in cash as they please.

They're not even official Yajuu Clan members.

Give 'em a proper introduction to the Yajuu Clan with a beating.

Go.

It's Yumi!

Are you here to pick a fight with us?

Shut your face. I'm here to meet the head of the Yajuu Clan.

-Me? -You bet.

I'll be straight with you.

Well, talk.

Those two girls are on my radar.

Keep your noses out of it.

You bitch, that's for the boss to decide!

I like your guts, have it your way.

Appreciate it.

Yumi!

Why don't you join the Yajuu Clan?

I can't stand being in a group.

And I can't stand being someone's bitch even more!

I don't plan to make you my servant.

How about being my sworn sister?

It's a tempting offer, but I'll need time to mull it over.

Feel free to drop by anytime.

Okay, ciao!

-Boss, what are you planning? -Shut up!

I won't let you bitch about my decisions!

Yumi carries the same smell as me.

The smell of a deserted newborn.

It's Yumi!

-Come on, let's go! -Yes, sir!

Looking for me?

You guys are maggots contaminating the neon sea!

Why are you even alive?

Let the wind sweep you away!

Yumi, where are you!?

Onuma, where are you!?

Teach, look!

Goodness…

It was Yumi! Yumi Onuma did this!

-Hatsue, may I have a word? -What is it?

Teachers from Hiromi's high school are here to talk to her.

High school teachers?

-Let them in. -Yes, ma'am.

Please, come in.

-Excuse us. -Excuse us.

Welcome, teachers.

I appreciate your presence on this Sunday.

How may I assist you concerning

my granddaughter, Hiromi, today?

-The thing is… -What's the matter?

Please don't hesitate to address

any matters in my presence. Ask her anything you need.

I've always endeavored to impart values

that uphold her dignity in the eyes of others.

Two of our female students

were seriously hurt in an incident.

Yoshie Ishira and Miki Watanabe, they're known as troublemakers.

Yoshie and Miki were injured?

We didn't witness it, so we can't be sure of the details.

Yumi Onuma likely pushed them off

the stairway into the street last night.

Yumi Onuma?

And what's Hiromi got to do with this incident?

We're curious if Ozawa has any idea

about them that could help us.

What makes you think Hiromi is familiar

with delinquent girls' affairs?

If that's what you came here to ask,

I'm gonna have to ask you to leave!

Mrs. Ozawa, just a moment.

The school is worried about the incident,

and we've received various accounts from her classmates.

Ozawa, tell us where you were

between six and nine last night.

Last night from six to nine?

If you had called,

we could've told you she was at cram school.

We confirmed that Ozawa wasn't at cram school.

Oh, of course, my mistake.

Cram school was the day before yesterday.

Yesterday, Hiromi stayed in her room,

claiming she wasn't feeling well.

Isn't that right, Midori?

Yes, that's right.

There you go, that answers it.

I'm terribly sorry for this memory mix-up.

I think you're mistaken, Mr. Endo.

Ozawa and last night's Yumi Onuma can't be the same person.

I'm inclined to agree, but I'm not convinced.

-Ozawa. -Mr. Tsutsumi.

Did you meet Yumi last night?

Mr. Tsutsumi, please tell me!

Am I Yumi Onuma?

Is she really me, as the rumors say?

Ozawa, I don't think you're Yumi Onuma.

I don't think so.

Hiromi! Hiromi!

Hiromi, you lied to me again last night,

you little brat!

Where were you, and what were you up to!?

Who on earth is Yumi Onuma?

Spit it out and be honest about everything!

Grandma, please forgive me!

I didn't do anything wrong!

I don't know anything about Yumi Onuma!

You little witch!

Don't think you can fool me!

You're not getting away with it today!

Now, stand up! On your feet!

Grandma, forgive me!

Forgive me!

Hiromi, don't think you can play dumb and get away with it!

Starting today, I'm locking you in here!

Recall the numerous times you cried down here

as a little girl, begging for my forgiveness.

Until you truly repent,

you're not getting out. So, brace yourself!

Hiromi faced a terrifying day,

torn between her split personalities.

Unbeknownst to her, Yumi Onuma roamed the streets at night,

pushing Hiromi into a desperate situation.

Confined repeatedly by her angered grandmother,

the subdued Hiromi yearned for forgiveness,

yet the real question lingered,

how would Hiromi's alter ego, Yumi Onuma, react?

TO BE CONTINUED Subtitles by: GEO9875 & menhera