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Kunihiko and Tatsuro got urgent news

from a police hospital officer.

Hiromi's mental state was critical.

They dashed to the hospital, both consumed by worry.

What had transpired with Hiromi

under the care of a skilled psychiatrist,

unraveling the complexities of her mind?

Earlier I saw that teacher and Tatsuro go in.

Now, it's Hiromi's parents and grandmother.

The school principal dropped by too.

Something's up.

Don't tell me that Hiromi did something foolish.

Mrs. Ozawa.

Are you unwell?

Do I look unwell anywhere?

Sorry for the wait.

Are you Dr. Mizuno? My name is Ozawa.

Could you tell me what is wrong with Hiromi?

What happened to her?

Since her arrival,

she has been greatly determined

to uncover the depths of her psyche.

It instilled our confidence in her treatment.

But a sudden turn of events

plunged her into a despair so profound

she lost all will to carry on.

Doctor, how did this sudden loss of will come about?

It was triggered by discussions about her birth mother, Yukiko.

When discussions veered toward her maternal connection,

a seismic shift occurred within her psyche.

The fervor that once drove her forward

completely dissipated,

leaving her on the brink of despair.

So unless we can clarify what happened to Yukiko,

Hiromi's mind can't be healed?

That's exactly right.

But that's not the primary reason for convening you all today.

Presently, she's in grave peril, both physically and mentally.

Refusing sustenance for days, her physical strength wanes

while her mental state teeters on the brink of collapse.

Should this trajectory persist,

her recovery to a semblance of normalcy will be imperiled.

Hiromi?

Hiromi?

Ozawa.

Please take a listen to her mutterings.

Mr. Tsutsumi…

Tsutsumi…

Tsutsumi…

Tsutsumi…

"Mr. Tsutsumi."

Hiromi has been repeating that all through the night.

Mr. Tsutsumi, by persistently calling out your name,

she wages a final war to retain her identity as Hiromi Ozawa.

Ozawa!

Mr. Tsutsumi…

It's not just Hiromi Ozawa.

Yumi Onuma also echoes your name persistently.

Yumi Onuma echoes my name?

Take note of the wall.

KUNIHIKO TSUTSUMI

Yumi Onuma inscribed Mr. Tsutsumi's name onto it

using kitchen implements.

Mr. Tsutsumi…

Like Hiromi, Yumi endeavors to maintain her sense of self,

with Tsutsumi serving as her spiritual anchor.

Tsutsumi…

I'm… gonna take you down!

Tsutsumi, I'm gonna kill you!

Tsutsumi, I'll kill you…

Tsutsumi…

Tsutsumi!

Tsutsumi, I'll kill you…

I'll freaking kill you!

As Hiromi weakens, naturally so does Yumi.

Yumi has become so frail that she can barely move.

Yumi…

Yumi.

-Yumi! -Tsutsumi…

I'll kill you.

I'm gonna take you down!

Yumi, what's wrong? You're not being your usual self.

Shut up!

Tsutsumi…

Tsutsumi!

Yumi!

Dr. Mizuno, please let me take care of Ozawa.

Let her become my responsibility!

I want to be Mr. Tsutsumi's guarantor.

Would you please leave Ozawa to Mr. Tsutsumi?

If the family court approves, it can be arranged.

I won't let a stranger take care of my dear granddaughter!

It's only right that her grandmother should take care of her.

Hatsue, let's leave Hiromi in Mr. Tsutsumi's hands.

I also want Mr. Tsutsumi to take care of her.

Over my dead body!

Granny, at this stage, who cares about adult pride?

Let Hiromi do as she wishes.

Mrs. Ozawa, I have to echo their sentiments.

Hiromi is teetering on the edge of life and death.

Our focus should solely be on her well-being.

The rest can be set aside.

But Hiromi is just 17.

I can't bring myself to entrust her to a single man.

Mr. Tsutsumi, we are Hiromi's parents.

As her father, we entrust Hiromi's care to you.

I'm her mother, and I leave Hiromi in your hands.

Mrs. Ozawa…

No need to fret over me. It's just a cold.

Mr. Tsutsumi, I'll leave Hiromi in your hands.

However, I ask that you uphold appropriate boundaries

between teacher and student.

Mr. Tsutsumi…

What are you doing here?

Ozawa, I see you've come to your senses.

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…

MY GRANDMOTHER IS MY ENEMY

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A few days later, the family court decided

to place Hiromi Ozawa

under the guardianship of Kunihiko Tsutsumi.

She had stood up and distanced herself

from her period of turmoil.

Ozawa belongs to me.

Dad! Please don't barge into my room like that.

Oh, my bad.

At least turn on the lights.

What do you want?

When are the deadlines for the college admissions and tuition?

I'm not planning to enroll at Tokyo University.

You're not enrolling? What are you talking about?

I've achieved my goal of getting accepted there.

Admission isn't my aim.

What nonsense are you spewing!?

-Are you messing with me? -No…

I'm not trying to mess with you.

I'll apply to another university next year.

I'll study diligently and retake the exam.

So, please let me rest.

Tetsuya!

I've never been happier.

I got accepted into the university,

and my girlfriend was thrilled.

-Please share in my joy. -Like hell, I will!

-I won't stand for this malarkey! -Settle down, please.

Dad, you've always pushed me to aim for Tokyo University

since I was a kid.

Haven't I met your expectations?

What's the issue now?

Bastard, you think I wanted you to just pass the exam!?

I won't stand for this, you understand, Tetsuya!?

Have we ever had a talk

that didn't revolve around passing exams?

Every time I talk to you, I feel disheartened.

What!?

I've made up my mind never to speak to you again.

Hiromi seems to have been entrusted to Mr. Tsutsumi.

Should her father really be drowning his sorrows at a bar?

None of that is my problem.

I'm not Hiromi Ozawa's father.

Alcohol won't make the truth disappear.

There's only one truth.

Sacrificing everything for a girl who suddenly appears

is just ridiculous.

Even if you lose wisdom, honor, and money,

isn't it more important to preserve your humanity?

A man shouldn't hit rock bottom.

Mr. Kawamoto, do you know what

it really means to hit rock bottom?

It's to be perpetually entangled

in a web of falsehoods and deceit.

You're going too far with those words.

Tatsuro told me that Hiromi's deepest trauma

revolves around Yukiko.

Naturally, this implicates you.

If you're a man, come clean and help your daughter!

I didn't end things with Yukiko out of animosity towards her.

I simply couldn't stand that old woman. Bye bye.

Please, help Hiromi…

Hatsue, shall I call an ambulance?

Calling an ambulance would be too disgraceful!

-But Hatsue… -It's a cold.

It's just a cold.

It's outrageous to call a doctor for a mere cold, isn't it?

Hiromi, where did you go? Hiromi, answer me.

-Dear, we really should call a medic. -Right, it could be pneumonia.

Hatsue…

I'm not going anywhere.

Hiromi will definitely come back.

I can't be absent when she comes back.

Hiromi.

Hiromi!

This villa belongs to a friend of mine.

Starting tonight, you and I will live here.

Our priority will be to focus on restoring your health.

Once you're feeling well and energetic again,

we'll explore why Yumi Onuma emerged from your mind.

Okay.

Mr. Tsutsumi, I hear the sound of water flowing.

There's a mountain stream beneath the villa.

We're surrounded by mountains.

Ozawa, I'm gonna turn off the lights.

These natural sounds won't fray your nerves.

Let yourself be enveloped by this stream,

and gradually, the darkness will turn to light.

Amidst nature's embrace, devoid of artificial disruptions,

Hiromi found peace in the simple rituals

of sleeping in darkness and walking barefoot on the earth,

rejuvenating her body with remarkable swiftness.

Ozawa, do you remember why we came here?

I do. To delve into the psychological

underpinnings of my transformation

into Yumi Onuma.

That's right.

I need you to tell me honestly what you think of Yumi Onuma.

I think Yumi is violent,

callous, and irredeemably unpleasant.

That's all?

Yumi's a selfish,

self-righteous person devoid of empathy.

I really hate Yumi!

What else?

But somewhere within me, there's a hint of admiration

for her freedom and carefree spirit.

Perhaps it's more than just a hint.

Ozawa, deep in your mind lies a burning desire, akin to magma,

for the emergence of the bold and fearless Yumi.

Even I don't necessarily hate Yumi.

You don't hate Yumi?

No, what I hate is her penchant for violence.

But her freedom, her assertiveness bordering on aggression,

and her unabashed honesty,

I find them admirable.

I want you to embody half of Yumi's persona.

Mr. Tsutsumi, I've always wished

for the ability to speak freely and voice my thoughts.

I've been unable to until now.

But from now on, I intend to make a conscious effort.

Ozawa, you can tell me whatever's on your mind.

I will.

In that case, let's continue talking about Yumi Onuma.

Okay.

You've said you experienced times

when you felt you were losing yourself.

Tell me what happens during those moments

and share your thoughts on what might be causing them.

When I was about six years old,

I'd experience episodes of losing consciousness.

I'd wake up on swings in deserted parks

or find myself aboard night trains

passing through unfamiliar cities.

During that time,

on top of attending cram school three days a week,

I was burdened with many lessons.

I was feeling suffocated every day.

Any lapse in my studies or attention to my lessons…

You little scoundrel!

-Grandma, I'm sorry! -Apologies won't cut it!

Grandma's severe punishment always awaited me.

Perhaps those childhood blackouts

drove you to unconsciously seek freedom.

Yes, that's possible.

But these blackouts happened only a few times

before ceasing altogether.

That's why I felt relieved and eventually

forgot all about them.

That is until last December, during a science class.

Suddenly, a phrase I had forgotten resurfaced.

And with it emerged another girl, Yumi Onuma,

who dashed away into the night.

That's right.

Can you tell me how exactly you transform into Yumi Onuma?

When my head goes numb

from being struck or smelling a foul odor.

Also, when I see glass or plates shattering

I feel myself fading out like smoke.

A foul odor, being struck, and the sound of breaking glass.

These three factors cause you to lose yourself.

-Is that right? -Yes, I believe so.

What comes to mind when you tie these three triggers together?

Grandma's room!

Ozawa, tell me in what way

did your grandmother always punish you?

Hiromi…

You've inherited your mother's licentious blood.

She ignored my advice,

freely mingling with city delinquents,

and now you carry that same inclination.

Do you want to follow her path and become licentious!?

Ozawa,

didn't your grandmother punish you

because of your birth mother, Yukiko?

-Stop it! -Please, tell me.

I don't want to discuss my mother.

-Just let it be, please! -Ozawa…

Mr. Tsutsumi…

You'll end up hating me.

I couldn't bear that!

Because…

if you hated me, I'd lose all will to live.

Ozawa.

Oh, they're pretty!

Principal, I didn't know you were here.

I just didn't feel at ease at home.

Weren't you visiting your parents' home

in Kyoto during spring break?

-I was going to, but not anymore. -Why?

When I think of Mr. Tsutsumi and Ozawa, I can't relax by myself.

Because they must be enduring a struggle

beyond our comprehension right now.

You might be right.

Conquering the sea or mountains has its methods.

But nothing is more agonizing, merciless, and turbulent

than mending a broken heart.

Mr. Principal.

All I can do is await the day

when Mr. Tsutsumi and Ozawa descend the mountain with smiles.

When that day comes, I'll also go back to my folks' house.

Ms. Kurita.

-Oh, hey, Tatsuro. -Yo, Teach!

Glad to see you're doing well.

I even brought along my dad for the visit.

Mr. Kawamoto…

Tatsuro coerced me to come here.

-A little gift. -Thank you.

Where's Sis?

She's out on her daily 20km walk.

20km!? That's a lot.

But aren't you worried that Hiromi

will transform into Yumi and take off?

Yes, that worry is always there.

But if I were to be by her side 24/7,

she wouldn't have the chance

to do anything on her own outside.

You sound like a dad.

-I'm gonna go check on her. -Sure.

Mr. Kawamoto, come in.

Nice place you got here.

Yeah, it really is.

For a heart broken by the city, the sounds, the sunlight,

and the darkness of nature are necessary.

I always feel a bit perplexed when I meet you.

How can you abandon yourself like this?

How can you dedicate so much of yourself

to someone else's daughter?

I'm not abandoning myself.

Ozawa's precious to me.

I can't stand her life being harmed in any way,

that's all.

There's so much light.

Indeed.

I want to fill Ozawa's heart with the light of this world.

Hold it, Hiromi!

Ryoko!

You're not getting away today!

Come on, turn into Yumi and face me!

I… I hate disputes!

Stop!

Please, stop!

Turn into Yumi and fight me!

No! I will never be Yumi again!

Turn into Yumi already!

Turn into Yumi already!

No! I won't!

Where's the one who's been causing chaos all this time!?

Where's the person I trusted, who back-stabbed me!?

Come on, turn into Yumi already!

I won't turn into Yumi. I promised to Mr. Tsutsumi

that I'd never turn into Yumi even if I die!

You promised Tsutsumi!? Don't make me laugh.

You're the one who tried to off Kawamoto!

You nearly did in Yoshie and the others.

Weren't you the mastermind behind the jewelry heist?

Don't act all righteous now!

You don't deserve Tsutsumi's love!

Like me, you were ditched by your parents at birth.

We're incapable of love or being loved!

All we can do is hate others. That's it!

Now, turn into Yumi!

Yumi would get what I'm saying!

Turn into Yumi already!

Sis!

-Sis… -Hands off her, Tatsuro!

I'll drag her to the city,

and we'll settle this in the neon-lit seas!

Sis, hang in there!

You're really strong, so why don't you fight the boss?

You gotta protect yourself!

Tatsuro, I'm not Yumi.

That doesn't mean you can't defend yourself!

The other me caused harm to Ryoko.

It makes sense that she's angry.

Ryoko, you can seek vengeance on Yumi through me.

Sis, you're gonna get yourself killed!

If you're gone, you'll never see Tsutsumi again!

If you can't live for the ones you love, then go to hell!

For the ones I love?

You ready to step into Yumi's shoes?

There's no way I'd do that!

Hold it!

Get off me!

Stop!

Are you back, Ozawa?

Ozawa, what's wrong?

Yumi.

Don't confine me.

Teach, you're suffocating me!

Die!

-Yumi! -Tatsuro,

you came to get me outta here, right?

Let's go swim in the sea of neon.

Yumi!

Tatsuro, did you bring your old fool of a dad with you?

You better keep an eye on him.

He's trying to play us with those pathetic puppy eyes.

Yumi, if you wanna get out of here, you'll have to take me down.

Shut it!

Yumi!

Let me go!

Yumi, you're already panting.

You think you can beat me like that?

Goddammit!

Mr. Tsutsumi, enough! Can't you just forgive her already?

Mr. Kawamoto, this is just between me and Yumi.

Please, keep out of it!

Yumi, how does it feel to be finished?

Like pure bliss! It's exhilarating!

Yumi, nothing in this world is invincible.

Everything, living or not, will eventually fade away.

Human life is no exception. It's finite.

Once it's gone, it's gone forever.

Life is delicate, so it must be cherished.

Human life and objects are alike in this regard.

Dammit! Get the hell off me!

You still don't get it?

This pain is akin to the pain of the plate you shattered!

Mr. Tsutsumi, did I turn into her again?

Ozawa, don't cry.

But I promised I'd never be Yumi again.

I…

Mr. Kawamoto.

This is a struggle for Ozawa to uncover and conquer herself.

Can I trust you to aid her?

-Pops! -Hiromi…

Dad, are you going to acknowledge me as your daughter?

Hiromi is my daughter.

-Pops… -Tatsuro,

Hiromi's your sister.

Thank you, Dad.

But please, tell me one thing.

Why did you abandon my mother?

Hiromi, Yukiko was never a frivolous woman.

As a student, I was captivated by her purity and sincerity.

I believed marrying her would be the right choice.

Then why?

I sought permission from my head professor

and formally visited the Ozawa family.

-You want Yukiko to marry you? -Yes.

I'm still a student, but I vow to make Yukiko happy.

Quiet!

I won't hand over the Ozawa family's only daughter

to some fortune-hunting mongrel. Your insolence knows no bounds.

"Some fortune-hunting mongrel"?

Go to hell!

She called me a greedy fortune-hunting mongrel.

My young pride couldn't handle it.

I threw away Yukiko

simply due to a foolish man's pride.

When she took her own life,

I felt like I was being torn apart.

Hiromi,

I ask for your forgiveness.

That's all I can say for now.

Pops!

Ozawa.

Mr. Tsutsumi…

Hiromi, you've inherited your mother's licentious blood.

Licentious blood!

Teach, I'm heading to town. See ya.

Yumi!

Hold it! Yumi can dash through the dark allies

and dive into the neon sea in a flash.

If she gets busted for another crime,

it'll be the end for both you and Yumi.

But I'll settle things with her before that happens.

What are you scared of?

What's so special about a clumsy, bitter chick like Hiromi?

Screw that bitch! Forget about her!

Tetsuya, burn down all that old crap.

Burn those youthful grudges locked inside you, all to ashes!

Yumi…

Hiromi…

Despite Kunihiko's prayers, Yumi was reborn

as a formidable demon girl, her loneliness and cruelty

now more intense and irredeemable than ever before.

What lies ahead for Yumi and Hiromi tomorrow,

ruin or salvation?

HATSUE OZAWA

TO BE CONTINUED Subtitles by: GEO9875 & menhera