01x12 - Pêru Burû no Tobari

[bunniefuu]

I went and became an adult

We're two sides of the same coin,

with you still a kid

I went and blurted out the words

I'll never be able to take them back

There's nothing righteous

about unrequited feelings,

so let things stay as is

In the gaps between the seasons

that whiz by,

I was crying,

and I bet I always will

You don't believe, do you?

In despair? Being moved?

Unable to take it anymore, the night

that had turned white now turns black

Nothing's going to change

ever again? I just don't know!

I've been clinging to this moment

no matter what,

and I pray that today

my wish will come true

DON'T STOP

I won't forget the adultish heart

I stole from you ever again

Because neither the me that grew up

nor you will ever change

It's okay

Because I still haven't forgotten

the adultish heart I stole

Because even though I've changed,

I'm still me

Regrets, hopes and prayers,

Children, me,

I don't understand any of it

You can believe in wishes coming true,

but who I am will never end

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EPISODE 12:

PALE BLUE PALL

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-Oshibu, you b*stard!

-Four hundred ninety-eight

You used a child

to try to k*ll me, didn't you?

If you want me,

fight me like a man right here!

I'd be delighted, you unsightly old-timer!

Come!

Come!

The star must arrive fashionably late!

His overcoat

flutters gracefully in the air

and the gaze of the students

are glued to his every move!

Now observe, children!

Y-You're

"You're even stronger"?

I've no interest in such sweaty and smelly

compliments at the moment, Mister S.

"You've grown young again!"

"You're even more beautiful!"

It's compliments along those lines

that I am looking for now!

I'll never forget the humiliation

from that night

not even if I were to be rejuvenated

to the point of being a fetus.

You will pay, Santa Claus!

You will pay dearly! You saw them, you saw

my scars! My plastic surgery scars!

Five persons were there that night,

not counting myself.

My scars were laid bare

for those five pairs of eyes to see!

It may as well have been

500 million pairs of eyes!

Dignity lost due to one's looks

can only be reclaimed through one's looks!

And thus, I engaged in the training

that works best for me!

The Room of Gazes

is the name of the room I've got!

It is designed

to allow me to look upon roughly 500

copies of myself using infinity mirrors!

I sit in silent meditation as I feel eyes

watching me from every direction

just like now!

To me, drawing the stares of others

is the ultimate full-body workout!

What's this crap

you've been spouting,

you narcissistic old perv?

Oh yes! I look great at that angle!

I think I look good from this angle, too!

I love this angle, too!

He doesn't have any openings!

Isn't that big guy God-pa?

So, he really was nothing

but a creepy trespasser all along, huh?

Headmaster Oshibu is so cool!

You can do it, Headmaster!

Keep us students safe!

Huh?

This is bad.

Sanda must already be half exhausted

from his fight with Namatame.

Sanda!

Headmaster! You're awesome!

Crap!

The cheers are making Oshibu

even stronger!

I have to turn the tide somehow!

But how?

Oh, I get it!

Oshibu isn't strong

because he set out to become strong!

He's just an old man who wants to look

freakishly young and beautiful,

and he tries to be strong to do that!

What about me? I can't even remember,

what did I want to be strong for?

I forget, why am I fighting

and letting myself get wrecked like this?

What was it that I was hoping

to accomplish?

I want people to believe I exist!

Mess him up, Headmaster Oshibu!

Finish off the trespasser!

Huh?

There!

I know I've spooked you kids

a lot of times

but I'm not a god for one thing,

and I'm not a trespasser.

What I am

is Santa Claus.

Maybe you've at least heard

the name before.

It's okay if you don't believe in me yet.

Me doing this is just a way of pulling

their attention away from Oshibu.

But saying those words,

I understood again!

I exist to get children to believe in me!

My cheers and adulation have stopped.

Why is that?

Oshibu!

Looks like all that meditation

was for nothing!

Someone who's kind?

Someone who helps others?

Someone who doesn't lie?

I thought long and hard

about what kind of person you have to be

to get people to believe in you.

But none of them felt right!

What can I do to get people to believe

in the existence of Santa Claus?

I don't know!

That's too much for 14-year-old me

to process!

But I do know that kids

aren't gonna believe in a weak adult!

He dodged it, huh?

You're taking things too far!

Do you have any idea

how old the Headmaster is?

Headmaster Oshibu!

You aren't hurt, are you?

Headmaster, are you okay?

Please, you should sit down!

Headmaster, I'll bring the doctor!

You shouldn't exert yourself!

I reject your respect for the elderly.

Oh, crap!

Oshibu's scars are going crazy!

I reject your respect for the elderly.

-I reject your respect for the elderly.

-Everyone, get away! It's not safe!

Thank you for your kind concern

for my well-being.

I am quite fine.

Perhaps we should take this elsewhere

and discuss this adult to adult, Mister S?

Have you said your prayers, Mister S?

Thanks to you, I've been subjected to

being treated as an old man twice now.

If I hadn't trained so diligently,

my scars would have become visible again.

I must give you a punishment

that leaves no room for misinterpretation.

And this time

in a place where no one will interrupt us.

And what kind of punishment is that?

You will die here.

You haven't forgotten, I hope!

Our agreement that if I won,

you'd reinstate Ichie Ono as a student!

Ichie Ono? Very well!

If she herself asks for it, that is.

I reject your respect for the elderly.

That old man just now said

he was Santa Claus, right?

What's a Santa Claus?

An old guy

that kids used to believe in long ago

who was supposed to grant your wishes.

Maybe none of them believe in Santa,

but I believe in him!

I believe in Sanda!

I believe!

I'm bringing Ono back!

Is this Santa's vaunted might?

I'm insulted!

-What are you playing at?

-Ow!

That's unseemly, old man!

My body has never felt that light before!

How did I do that?

Did these sleigh runners catch the wind?

You seem to be more spry up here

than on the ground!

You're like a drunk owl!

When I catch the wind,

I'm light as a feather.

I'm zipping around the rooftop like I'm

Here, Mr. Santa! I brought you

some ancient documents!

Thanks!

SANTA THE SLACKER

This is Santa?

Or at least the stereotype

they had of him back then, I guess.

He's flying through the sky in a sleigh

along with an animal?

Maybe he's using the wind somehow.

Or is it powered by an engine? Or magic?

Well, I can't use magic at all.

His whole deal seems kinda outlandish.

I'm looking at a real uphill battle

to get kids these days

to believe in someone like this.

I was actually the one who didn't believe!

The sort of people

who get others to believe in them

are the ones who believe in themselves

more than anyone else!

And I

do!

You gave me a wound

that isn't a plastic surgery scar.

You have acquitted yourself valiantly

but it would seem

that you still fail to grasp

the precariousness of your position.

Crap!

I'll win next time!

Mark my words!

Found her!

Huh?

Um, what's wrong

with Ono?

You gave me a heart attack!

You're finally here!

I'm sorry, Ono. I kept you waiting.

What were you doing?

I was zoning out, waiting for you.

Really? Hunched over in the dark?

Remind me, who ditched who and ran off?

The festival's over!

Sorry, I mean it!

But we still have time, actually.

The fire by the sheds is out,

but you should stay clear of them for now!

They say they're gonna keep the festival

going into the night this year!

Sweet!

Let's get something to eat!

Right! Let's try those stalls over there!

Don't you dare extend

the festival without my permission.

What if the children tire themselves out

with all the frivolity and fall asleep?

That's the face of someone

who's about to sleep forever.

Why don't you try lying down in a coffin

today instead of a bed, Oshibu?

Spare me the commentary,

you wrinkled old hag.

Stop by the semi-basement classrooms

anytime to hang out, Sanda.

Yeah, you can count on it.

Hey! Sanda!

Sanda, we finally found you!

Ono, I'm sorry.

I I promise, I'll beat him next time!

You don't need to apologize.

You didn't do anything wrong, Sanda.

But keep that other promise, okay?

Huh? What promise?

I asked Mr. Santa for something, too!

Thanks for all your hard work!

Word has it that Oshibu's leaving town

on an emergency work trip tomorrow.

You must have really hurt his feelings!

Good job!

I'm too completely wiped out to feel

like I did a good job at anything!

Don't be a smart aleck!

Do you know what grown-ups do

at times like this?

LEMON SODA

We have ourselves a job-well-done party!

Cheers!

"Job-well-done party"

sure has a grown-up ring to it!

What a dumb expression.

Be honest, you just wanted

an excuse to drink!

Don't sweat the small stuff, Amaya!

Santa's manliness is something else,

am I right?

-You ever catch sight

-Careful, you'll make me spill it!

of what Sand-pa is packing down there?

If you're a man, gaze upon it and learn

what small stuff yours really is.

How many beers have you had?

And there are girls present!

Who's Sand-pa?

Oh, uh

Hang on, is that referring to Kazzy?

Don't you dare give my fiancé

any weird nicknames, 7-3 mannequin!

Give that nickname a rest!

Kazzy, let's go grab a candy apple!

Huh?

S-Sure.

I could swear it was

There it is! It's over there, come on!

At times like this

I'm always told

that I'm the death of the party

and Ono is always the life of it.

Ono, are you gonna eat anything?

If there's anything you want, let us know.

Thanks, I will.

I eat like a horse.

Ono eats like a bird.

I have curly hair.

Ono has long, silky hair.

I hate myself.

Ono loves me.

I

I'm begging you, Sanda!

I need your help! I want to find Ono!

Oh, I get it.

I'm like a kid who wants

what she doesn't have.

That's why I asked Santa Claus

for Ono back then.

Ono

Wanna go for a walk, just the two of us?

If that's the case

Sure.

then this time for sure,

I'll act like a grown-up

and tell her in my own words

without being afraid.

Oh, you've been thinking about that?

That we became friends

because we're polar opposites?

That might be true.

I was drawn to you because

of the grumpy first impression you gave.

Grumpy?

There was a lot that I hated about myself

because it was the opposite of you.

There probably isn't a 14-year-old

in the whole world who loves herself

with all her heart.

That's why adolescent love

shines so brightly.

Just like all the memories

I have of the two of us.

O-Ono

Oh, that's why.

I love you!

You profess your feelings

because you want to make the person stay.

So all the memories

you've built up over your time together

won't go anywhere.

So you won't go anywhere!

It's something you do when you realize

that nothing lasts forever!

Ono?

Ono?

-Go on, throw one back!

-Cut it out, I can't drink!

-Chug, chug, chug!

-I can't, Mr. Yagiuda! I'm a minor!

Fuyumura and Ono

have been gone a long time.

They have a lot to catch up on.

Stuff they can't talk about

in front of this boozehound.

Oh, right.

Something she said has been bugging me.

Take good care of Fuyumura, okay?

Huh?

I'm pretty sure that we were reunited

because she made a wish to Santa Claus

that we would be.

But

there's no guarantee

that a present will never be broken

after you've given it to the child.

Are you sick, Ono?

And stay on top

of her aftercare, too, Mr. Santa.

Make sure that she doesn't cry all alone.

Ono?

Hey

Ono!

A week has passed since that night.

Good morning.

Fuyumura hasn't said a word since.

Nah, Fuyu's always been like that.

All grumpy and surly.

You never know what she's thinking!

If you didn't know better,

it would look like nothing has changed.

She's just gone back

to being the old Fuyumura

who would only open up to Ono.

It was a fatal case of growing pains.

These days, the norm is for kids to

only sleep for the first time at age 18

and their bodies start to mature then

but Ichie Ono slept through a whole night

at the age of 14 before she was ready.

Her body's cells went into overdrive.

She became an adult

a step or two ahead of everyone else,

and it was too much for her.

Nobody could ever have imagined

a situation like this.

Fuyumura might never recover!

Fuyumu

Maybe

if I was a man she could count on more

If you don't feel like saying

anything to Kazushige Sanda,

I'll become Santa

as often as you need me to!

If you stab me

and make me spout blood like a geyser,

I'll transform into Santa!

Do it!

Unload everything

you're feeling on me, Fuyumura!

Huh?

I'm not going to ask Santa

for anything again.

Even if my wish came true

I'd just have my heart broken

when I lost it afterward!

Don't you get it? Ono is dead!

I don't want anything to do

with Santa ever again! And I especially

don't have anything to say to you, Sanda!

Just leave me alone!

Wh-What the hell?

Am I really nothing

but Santa Claus to her?

The guy named Sanda is that powerless?

What's gotten into Sanda?

Just give him some space.

If I were him, I'd be able to tear

this red tracksuit jacket

like it was a tissue!

I hate

the color red!

I just can't relax.

It's still early

but heading in to the classroom

would sure beat

lying in bed doing nothing.

Fuyumura

Early in the morning,

the classroom is kind of a pale blue, huh?

It's like a world

where the color red never existed.

A world that's colorless and still,

where there's no Santa,

nobody at all.

This is

just me saying this

as a plain old classmate.

I'm sure Ono was happy

that she met you.

Oh

Fuyumura?

Ono, I'm sorry.

And stay on top

of her aftercare, too, Mr. Santa.

Make sure that she doesn't cry all alone.

I hope you don't mind me

granting that wish not as Santa

but as who I am right now.

I don't have a big body

that can wrap her in its arms,

and I don't have incredible strength

but I do have this pale blue world

where it's just us 14-year-olds.

When I'm feeling antsy,

full of muddled emotions,

I sometimes just stand there,

or sometimes I shout

at the top of my lungs

When I'm feeling indecisive,

full of emotions that ebb and flow,

the diary I grumble and complain to

is tucked away in a closed drawer

How's it gonna turn out?

Not knowing, I just cry

I bet that's how it is, right?

Out of desperation, a lie

Really, how's it gonna turn out?

I wish I could stay in my dreams

I wish I could stay,

could stay, could stay

When I'm feeling antsy,

full of muddled emotions,

I sometimes just stand there,

or sometimes I shout

at the top of my lungs

It's ironic that it's only once

you've grown up

that you realize

you can't stay a kid forever

There are even times

that I get depressed

thinking about these days

I find myself in,

but once they've passed me by,

will I look back and miss them?

How's it gonna turn out every day

I'm shouting every day