How many times do I have to tell you? The older ones go in front.
You're laughing?
You think this is funny?
"Loser."
"Dead beat."
Do it right, will you?
"I never want to end up like him." That's what I thought.
That guy... he's something else.
I had absolutely no intention of finding out if that's true.
But by chance, we went out for drinks once.
Which led to a second time...
and then a third.
Somehow, Mr. Ito ended up staying.
So we moved to this apartment.
"Ito and Yamanaka"
MY DAD AND MR. ITO
What? You want Dad to come and live with me?
No way. This is too sudden.
I know.
I'm not saying right away.
Say...
in September?
But Still.
It won't be forever.
Just until Rin and Kota get into middle school.
Just six months. That's all I'm asking.
Are private schools that hard to get in?
Yeah.
They go to cram school every day.
We pack them dinners and shuttle them back and forth.
With twins, it's double the effort.
To have to look after Dad on top of that...
Ririko finally...
What happened?
Did she collapse or something?
Not exactly, but...
She's...
struggling emotionally.
Please.
You're the only one I can ask.
But Still...
I mean...
Why can't Dad live on his own?
Are you serious, Aya?
Dad is seventy-four.
Besides, he has a heart condition and...
What?
Mum's gone.
It's been four years.
That's not the point.
He has never lived alone.
Still...
Wait.
Are you living with someone?
I see.
I guess that's not surprising.
Sorry, Kiyoshi.
Don't be, there's nothing to apologize for.
I'm really sorry.
You're home.
Aren't you even going to say hi?
What's this all about?
This is Mr. Ito.
We're living together.
I'm Ito Yasuaki.
Are you married?
No.
How old are you, if I may ask?
Me?
I'm fifty-four.
What?
So you're twenty years older than Ayo?
That's mathematically correct.
Aren't you too old for her?
Am I?
We have never really thought about it.
What do you do for work?
I work at a primary school.
You're a school teacher?
No, I'm not.
An administrator then?
Not that either.
What then if you're neither a teacher nor an administrator?
I work part-time at the school cafeteria.
What's going on, Dad?
Why did you drop by out of the blue?
You met with Kiyoshi today, didn't you?
Yeah, I did.
So you know.
Yeah, sort of.
That's why I'm here.
Wait a minute. Do you mean...
I'll be living here for a while.
It will be pretty cramped but I'm sure we can manage.
This is for the living expenses.
I prefer Japanese food, but go light on the seasoning.
My bedding and personal belongings will arrive tomorrow afternoon.
That's it.
Let me.
- No, I'm fine. - But...
It's not that heavy.
Soba sounds good for dinner.
The sauce is too sweet.
Aya, didn't we buy some persimmons yesterday?
Why would anyone buy persimmons?
Here we go again.
Buying persimmons is a waste of money.
Then what should we do when we feel like having persimmons?
Pick them from the backyard.
- He'll eat them. - Pick them?
That's what he always says.
Every time Mum bought persimmons...
he would say it's silly to waste money on persimmons.
But he'd eat them once she serve it up peeled and cut.
You had a persimmon tree?
Of course not.
Dad had one when he was a kid.
In his backyard.
He'd climb that tree and pick persimmons.
Don't get him started on his childhood stories.
Dad is kind of stubborn and difficult.
- He can be quite a pain. - He can hear you.
So what?
Let's see.
It's sweet.
Dad's here.
- I know. - You know?
He left a letter.
This isn't going to work.
I told you, I'm living with someone.
He can't just show up.
I know, I know.
But please. Just for a while.
Until things settle down here.
Good morning.
The morning's half gone.
Good morning.
- Have you had breakfast? - He prepared one for me.
How can you eat such greasy food for breakfast?
I'm tucking in.
Where did you meet him?
Who?
- Mr. Ito? - Who else?
At work.
Do you work at the cafeteria too?
No, I mean my previous job at a convenience store.
A convenience store?
It closed down.
Where are you working now?
At a bookstore in front of the train station.
Is it a full-time position?
Of course not.
It's part-time.
What do you mean, "of course not"? You used to work full-time.
Don't you want to have a full time job?
Jobs aren't easy to come by nowadays.
Excuses, excuses.
You're already thirty-four.
What about your future?
You're not eighteen anymore, you know.
Speaking of which... Mr. Ito, was it?
Why are you with someone who is so much older'?
What do you mean why?
The man I like just happens to be older, that's all.
Just happens to be older?
He just happens to be twenty years older?
What are your plans for the future?
He'll be sixty in six years.
What about kids and all?
I don't want any.
I'm off.
I'm home.
Welcome home.
Where's Dad?
He's not home. He wasn't here when I got back.
Maybe he went back to my brother's.
I doubt it.
His stuff arrived.
What is it?
That box.
Oh, that.
It seems to be something very Important.
He wouldn't even let me touch it.
Cremains, maybe?
- Cremains? - Your mum's.
The size of the box looks just right for ashes.
We interred my mum's ashes.
I see. I guess not then.
But I think it's related to my mum.
Maybe it's her photos...
or her journals or even love letters.
Love letters...
- Shall we open it? - What?
- No, we shouldn't. - Aren't you curious about what's inside?
- I am. - Just a little peek.
- No. - He'll never know.
But it's not right.
There are things you shouldn't do even though you're his daughter.
Oh yes, come here.
Look. Isn't this great?
I found this at a second-hand shop.
It was only 1,000 yen.
But we don't need it.
He won't be staying for long.
How about when we all eat together?
I guess, but...
An extra chair won't hurt.
Move that away.
Maybe over here?
Welcome home.
Did my things come?
Yes, they are in here.
- Is he in the bath? - Yeah.
Fried pork cutlet.
Do you mean to kill me?
Oh yes. Mr. Ito bought you a chair.
He has hideous taste.
Here's my contribution.
Thanks.
Do you want one?
Well... maybe just one.
So how are things at Kiyoshi's'?
What do you mean?
I heard Rin and Kota are going to cram school?
They're still so little.
You think so too?
I tried to talk them out of it.
Cramming for middle school is nonsense.
It'll only warp a child's mind.
There's a cram school by my bookstore.
I see little kids studying late into the night.
Can you believe it?
They pack their dinner in a box. To eat in school.
What can be more important than eating together as a family?
I was a teacher for forty years...
but Kiyoshi's wife won't listen to me.
What did Ririko say?
That felt great.
Oh, you're home.
Let's eat while it's hot.
Let me get dressed.
Maybe one more.
Aren't you drinking a little too much?
It's only my second one.
Drinking so much isn't going to help you in life.
Sorry to keep you waiting. It looks good.
- Let's eat. - Let's eat.
Sorry. Go ahead.
Teriyaki sauce is the devil's sauce.
Civilized folks use "Wooster" sauce.
It's Worcestershire, not "Wooster."
You'll need a sauce for the fried pork cutlet. Please help yourself to it.
- You don't have any Wooster? - No.
You folks must be uncivilized then.
I'll go buy some.
- You don't have to. - I'll be right back. Go on and eat.
No, I'll just go without it for tonight.
Let's eat.
I'll just pop out for the sauce. The store is close by.
Never mind. Sit.
- Please sit. - Yes, sir.
Dinner...
should be eaten together.
Got it.
I'm tucking in.
- I'm tucking in. - I'm tucking in.
Don't indulge him so much.
Your dad?
He moved in unannounced.
You don't have to make him lunch.
I can't do that.
If you're so nice to him, he might stay even longer.
That would be a problem.
It sure would.
Shima from Rakuten baseball team is from Gifu.
Where is Mr. Ito from?
Yokohama, I think.
Yanagida from Softbank has two younger sisters.
What about Mr. Ito's family?
His father's dead. His mother lives with his older sister.
Tanaka Masahiro's wife is older than him.
What about Mr. Ito?
Why didn't he ever marry?
He was married once.
He was?
A long time ago.
So he's divorced.
I guess. He's single now.
What happened to his ex-wife?
She remarried.
Did they have kids?
I don't think so.
- You mean you're not sure? - I've never asked him.
What if he does?
It doesn't matter.
It absolutely matters.
It really doesn't. That's why we've never talked about it.
It's not an easy topic to bring up.
Even so, it doesn't matter to me what he did before I met him.
Are you sure about that?
Aya, I think you're taking this too lightly.
Don't lick your spoon!
It's a bad habit.
You ought to have kicked the habit.
I'm aware of how I'm living my life and I know all I need to about Mr. Ito.
I'm doing just fine.
I was happy-
I hate this!
- I don't have any. - What?
Kids.
It would've been fun though.
Look.
Nice and fleshy.
See?
Nice.
Welcome.
Aya.
Aunt Saeko!
Ririko is with me.
It's been a while since your dad moved in.
I was worried about you.
I know you email each other, but it's your dad we're talking about.
Email?
Between you and Ririko.
But Still...
How's your dad? Are you getting along?
What do you think?
I thought so.
He has always been a pain.
He used to correct your mother on the proper way to hold chopsticks.
Aunt Saeko.
Could you give us a moment alone?
What?
I'd like to talk to Aya alone.
You mean, without me?
Yes.
In that case...
I'll take a walk around the park.
Thank you.
It's a small park. It won't take me very long.
That's fine.
I'm sorry.
For sending Dad your way.
For putting the burden on you.
I'm really sorry.
I mean, okay.
And...
I've never emailed or called you, not once.
Sorry.
That's okay, I mean...
I've been meaning to...
but I just don't have the energy to do anything.
Sometimes I can't even make dinner...
or do any housework.
Have you seen a doctor?
I have.
He said it's just the summer heat.
Maybe I'll feel better...
in the fall.
Aya.
Isn't it hard...
living with your dad?
Well, yeah...
I thought so.
What should I do?
You didn't confirm it? Then why did you send the email?
What are you doing here at this hour?
Are you okay?
Ririko, are you okay?
Can you get my handkerchief?
- Are you okay? - Here.
Thanks. Here, use this.
Excuse me.
Put it here.
Wow, really?
What do you think?
I don't know.
Ririko must really hate my dad.
I wonder.
She threw up at the sight of him.
She could be pregnant for all you know.
Can you take this seriously?
How? There's not enough information.
I'm going to tail him tomorrow.
Tail him?
What do you think he does all day every day?
He has no friends or acquaintances in this part of town.
He's out...
all day every day for the two weeks he's been here.
What does that have to do with Ririko throwing up'?
Sex crimes?
What?
Maybe. Just maybe.
Maybe he's stealing women's underwear...
or sexually harassing women.
That's why Ririko finds him so repulsive.
- Or... - Or what?
Maybe Ririko was a victim herself.
What?
You're amazing.
- Why? - Your imagination.
I always knew it was robust...
but it's like it has legs of its own.
No, not legs. It has wings!
- Are you making fun of me? - No, no.
I'm paying you the deepest compliment.
Anyway, I hate to think of my dad that way.
But that's the only explanation that makes sense.
Right.
Oh, yes!
That box!
Keep it down.
That box he brought here with him.
Maybe he has his trophies inside.
"Trophies"?
A cache of the bras and panties he stole.
That's why he won't let anyone touch it.
I'm sure of it.
Then go ahead and tail him.
If that will satisfy you.
The trick to tailing someone...
is to pay attention to his shoes.
You watch too many cop shows.
CHINESE CUISINE
Miss! Are you all right?
- I'm sorry. - It's fine.
Let's go out next Sunday. The three of us.
Where to?
Maybe to a movie in the morning.
Soba for lunch at a nice restaurant.
Then bowling and a soak in the hot spring...
capped off by a visit to a beer garden.
Isn't that a lot to do in one day?
Is it?
Are you sure he is up to it?
No'?
"Dad"
"Mr. lto"
Next time.
Go easy on him.
I'm trying.
But the more relaxed I am, the better I bowl.
The lack of competition takes the tension right out of my shoulder.
You don't have to be so tense. The pins aren't going anywhere.
I know that. They don't have legs, do they?
You're right.
You got a strike!
You're awesome!
Did that work off your lunch?
What? Oh, the soba?
There wasn't much to digest.
The movie was good though.
It made me dizzy.
I'm back.
So what now?
How about a good soak at a hot spring?
A hot spring?
There's one nearby with an outdoor bath, a sand bath...
heated beds and even table tennis...
I've had enough.
I'm going home. You two can go ahead.
In that case, we'll go home too.
Right, Ava?
- What do you want to do? - Go home.
Let's go home then.
Oh, yes. There's one place I'd like to swing by though.
Is that all right?
I didn't know we had a store like this here.
That's right.
I love this section too.
Electrical tools these days are amazing.
Try holding this one.
- It's so light. - Right? And it's cordless.
It looks powerful.
Up to 140 N.m of torque.
It packs a punch.
A real power tool.
We came here for screws and light bulbs.
Yeah, and clippers.
Let's go buy them then.
All right... the screws are back here.
Really?
There are, so many.
Yeah. The largest selection in the city.
They should be right around here.
Look at the head on this screw.
That's a tam per-resistant screw.
So no one can tamper with it. See how it's made?
- Hey. This one has no groove. - This one...
Yes. So no one can unscrew it.
In fact it doesn't even look like a screw.
Camouflage and aesthetics! Can you even call it a screw?
- Look at this! - This?
Wow! What is this?
- A huge bolt. - Look at the size of this thing. It's heavy.
Let me see.
Just thinking about where this thing is going to be used gets me excited.
Maybe on the Seto Bridge or the Akashi Bridge.
Oh, a bridge!
- Or maybe not. - It must be a building or a bridge.
I wonder how much it costs.
- It doesn't say. Market price, maybe? - Market price? Like seafood?
Here's the price. 55,400 yen!
What's this?
More seeds?
Summer vegetable season is over. We need to plant for autumn.
Again?
But look.
Spinach, mustard greens and leek. They will come in handy.
Where's Dad?
He must have wandered off.
There he is.
Dad.
A loquat tree.
They sell all kinds of trees here.
Shall we buy it?
It's too big.
Not really. We can put it by the vegetable garden.
But it will get bigger.
So what?
We'll have loquats by summer.
And it's in a pot. You can take it home with you...
Maybe l'll buy it.
- I'll buy it then. - Let me carry it.
I'll pay for it.
- No, today's supposed... - It's okay. Let me pay for it.
It will be a memento.
I had fun today.
- For the seeds as well. - Okay.
You're quite the expert.
I grew up in the country. I know my way around a vegetable patch.
You make the dirt nice and fluffy.
And say, "Come on out, little sprouts."
AUTUMN BOOK FAIR
I'm going off.
"Missed Call: Aunt Saeko"
"Missed Call: Mr. lto"
How can you be sleeping now?
What happened?
I have no idea either.
I was just leaving work when I got a call from the police.
They said your dad was hurt and I should come to pick him up.
They called you at school? Not on your mobile phone?
Your dad gave them your number first, but you weren't picking up.
So he told them to call the school...
where his son-in-law works.
Son-in-law?
That's what they told me.
So he couldn't have been too badly hurt if he could still talk and all.
Yeah. Probably.
But...
But what?
- He may have broken the law. - What?
Why else would they hold him for this long?
No'!
Sorry, I was just guessing. Maybe I'm overthinking it.
- What should I do? - We don't know for sure yet.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
- Dad. - Oh, you're here too.
What happened to your hand?
We received a call from a bus passenger.
A man was pushing an old lady, telling her to move it.
When the bus driver intervened, he hit the driver.
We headed over immediately...
but your dad had already restrained the perpetrator.
So he can go home?
Yes, of course.
I was moved by your heroic deed.
It's a wonderful thing you did. And very rare these days.
You're a real hero!
No, l just happened to be there.
On behalf of the police force...
I thank you!
You did it again, didn't you? You old goat!
I'm not going to apologize.
Sure, I jumped to conclusions.
But I don't think I did anything wrong.
I guess...
we should have told you earlier.
Dad shoplifts?
I'm sorry I didn't tell you.
But we were desperate.
We had no one else to turn to.
Still, you should have told me.
That Dad is a chronic shoplifter?
If I did, would you have taken him in...
and agreed to live with him?
It's my fault.
Dad wanted to live on his own...
but I insisted that he come and live with us.
We didn't get along...
so I isolated him!
Ririko, it's not your fault.
No, it's my fault!
I failed!
I'm a worthless human being!
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry! Please forgive me!
I'm sorry!
Are you okay?
It's not your fault. Everything's going to be okay.
By the way, Kiyoshi.
What did Dad steal?
- Stupid things. - Like what?
Spoons, forks and what not.
The super expensive kind?
No. The kind you can buy at 100-yen stores.
Why would he shoplift those?
I don't know.
What did Dad say?
He doesn't know either.
He doesn't?
He says they just ended up in his pocket.
No way. And the police let him off?
They thought he was senile.
I see.
It isn't all that uncommon for elderly folks to shoplift.
It's a symptom of dementia.
Is Dad senile?
Who knows?
At least the store and police think so.
That's why they let him off easy.
Dad? Senile? No way.
I think so too.
But...
But what?
It baffles me. Why would he do such a thing?
It's gone.
Dad's bag is gone.
So is that box!
"L'll be gone for a while."
You should go look for him.
That's easy for you to say.
I don't even know where to look.
It was just a suggestion...
not an order.
I have no idea where he would go.
I called all the likely places.
They'll call me if he shows up.
But it's better to act than just sit here and wait.
He's not a kid.
He'll come home when he feels like it.
If he doesn't, it's because...
he doesn't want to.
You think?
Maybe he wants to, but he can't.
Either way, it's Dad's problem.
Not ours.
What?
Aren't you happy?
We can finally return to our normal lives.
We don't have to walk on eggshells...
or worry about what to cook for him.
You found him a burden too, didn't you?
So why are you playing the good guy now?
That's not fair.
Right?
That's not fair!
"Mr. Ito: I'm going to meet a friend. I'll be home late."
I'm home.
You've drunk a lot.
Are you okay?
Want some water?
What is it?
Teriyaki sauce is the devil's sauce.
Civilized folks use "Wooster" sauce.
"Worcestershire sauce"
Maybe I'll go look for him.
I see.
Okay.
In that case...
here.
What's this?
Does that address look familiar?
It's in my dad's hometown.
What is this?
It's where your fathers mobile phone is.
What?
It was there, to be exact.
That's where your dad's phone was last used at noon today.
Wait, how did you...
Dad's phone isn't even on.
So how did you...?
What's going on'?
Well, it's not exactly legal, but...
I asked an old friend for a favour.
An old friend?
- What kind of friend? - It's no big deal. Forget it.
You said you were meeting up with a friend tonight.
Was it for this?
Yeah, well...
I asked my old friend to look into it.
I see.
Mr. Ito.
Who are you?
I'm...
a cafeteria worker at a primary school.
Here.
Thanks.
Why is he here with us'?
What? My initial plan was to come with Mr. Ito.
Then why did you ask me along?
Mr. Ito told me to give you a chance.
What does that mean?
I don't know.
Who is this guy anyway'?
If he knows a cop, does that mean he was a cop too'?
I don't know.
You're living with him, aren't you?
I don't know what he did before we met.
- And he's fifty-four. - Yeah.
What are you thinking, going out with someone so much older?
Aunt Saeko was worried.
What if he has some ulterior motive?
I don't have any money.
Not that, you idiot.
He's going to make you work.
Work?
As his caregiver.
Older men marry younger women...
so there's someone to take care of them when they get old.
So are you counting on Ririko to take care of you when you get old?
You haven't changed a bit.
You're just like Dad.
Please. I'm not like Dad at all.
You are.
Remember when you were in middle school...
Kiyoshi this isn't the time to be reminiscing the past.
When we find him, do you think you can continue to live with him?
I don't know.
To be honest...
I think it'll be hard to live with him.
I know. I know that all too well.
What does Ririko think? Did she say anything?
She's not in the right frame of mind.
I guess.
What does Mr. Ito think?
Did they fight?
No, they didn't fight.
He got along with Dad better than I did.
Wow.
He's never mentioned what he really thought of Dad.
Now that I come to think of it.
Even after two months?
Yeah.
What a peculiar guy.
It's every bit as run down as I remember.
Did you expect it to be brand new?
This is a nice place.
- Aya. - What?
Look.
So Dad is here after all.
- Let's go in. - Okay.
Dad?
It's us.
Dad?
Maybe he's out.
He'll be back.
Hey... is this the persimmon tree he was talking about?
Yeah.
Persimmons everywhere. What a waste.
There's no one to pick them.
I can see why buying persimmons is a waste of money.
Only if you live here.
Here. Keep the change.
Oh, you're here.
This is one fine house.
Well, it's an old house.
Such attention to detail.
When was this built?
I'm not sure but probably eighty years ago or so.
Has it been vacant all this while?
My brother's family used to live here...
but it's been empty for twenty years.
Does your brother still own it?
Yes, it's been in the family for generations.
These old houses are rare nowadays.
May I take a look around?
Sure, go ahead.
But it's a little rundown, so be careful when you go upstairs.
I will.
Well, then.
Want a drink?
I'll do it.
We were worried, Dad.
Sorry.
Wasn't it freezing here?
Did you catch a cold?
Why would I?
I've only been here for one night.
Where were you before that?
In Omachi, at the hot springs.
It's quite close. Nice and quaint.
There are very few tourists, so you have the place to yourself.
Their water is terrific.
The outdoor bath is...
When we were worried sick about you you were actually at the hot spring?
Aya.
I paid my own way.
- What's wrong with it? - You didn't tell us where you were!
I said I was sorry!
- In the first place, you... - Stop it!
We'll talk about this later.
Let's just go back to Tokyo first.
No.
I'm not going back to Tokyo.
Not to your house or to Ayers.
I'm sick of living there.
If you're not going back, then where...
I'll live here.
Or rent a place nearby.
- You can't. - Are you kidding?
I'm not kidding. I'm serious.
Kiyoshi.
That's better for you too, isn't it?
What do you mean?
Ririko doesn't want to live with me.
She asked you to get rid of me, didn't she?
She never said that!
She doesn't have to. I'm not stupid!
Dad.
Do you know how much she has suffered because of you?
- So I'll make it easy for her. - You can't just do that!
I didn't want to live with you but you insisted, remember?
- How could you say that? - Stop it, Kiyoshi!
Dad, you too!
Aya, you're no better.
You couldn't stand living with me.
You couldn't wait for me to get out of your life.
Am I wrong?
I never...
I'm sick of your pity.
I'm going to be dead soon.
I have the right to spend the last years of my life the way I want.
For forty years...
For forty years, I've worked hard for this family.
I sacrificed my life.
The house is old, but it's sturdy.
The tatami mats and doors are shot...
but the beams are still good.
Just a little work and this house will be ready to live in.
The foundation is solid.
Your discussion isn't going well?
Dad's not coming back.
He wants to live here.
He doesn't want to live in Tokyo.
Not with Kiyoshi nor me.
That's because...
I know what.
- Mr. Ito. - Yes?
Why don't you live here with me?
Excuse me?
You've been raving about this house.
Like you've fallen in love with it.
Well, yes...
Why don't we live here together?
It's a huge house, big enough for two...
- More than two, actually. - No, thanks.
What?
Why should I live with you?
I'm not your son.
I have no obligation to take care of you.
You need to stop relying on everyone else.
Sheesh.
What do I do with you lot?
Mr. Ito.
Go back in there and talk it out.
What are you doing?
If you return to Tokyo now, nothing will be resolved.
The three of you will find some reason...
to avoid the issue.
I'll be back in the morning.
What?
You should all sleep here tonight.
Spend the night with your dad once in a while.
Oh yes, it will get cold at night.
Use that to stay warm, all right?
What are you doing?
Mr. Ito told us to sleep over and talk it out.
I don't get him.
Shall we heat this up?
Sounds good.
You're quite resourceful.
It wasn't this cold the last time we were here.
Are you talking about the time your mother made us come?
It was summer. Nice and cool.
Why did Mum insist on coming here?
I have no idea.
I never understood your mother.
But you were married.
That doesn't mean you'll understand each other all the time.
Hey, Dad.
Why did you marry Mum?
It's no big deal. It was all a long time ago.
If it's no big deal, then tell me. It's all in the past anyway.
You have a retort for everything, don't you?
Who do you take after in that aspect?
It wasn't an arranged marriage, right?
You met her at work.
Yes.
When I was a teacher at Komae...
your mother was an administrator.
And you fell in love with her.
Not quite.
She asked me to go out with her.
No way!
You're making it up.
It's the truth.
Your mother was so persistent, I eventually gave in.
So who proposed?
Your mother, of course.
She was so persistent, I was like, "Oh, well then..."
Are you serious? ls that true?
Why would I lie about it?
What was Mum thinking?
What do you mean by that?
- Why you, of all people? - Exactly.
How rude of you.
I was quite popular back in the day.
So you relented and married Mum?
I guess you could say that.
But I don't regret it.
Let's go to sleep.
Ouch..
I'm achy. It's so cold.
- Lights out. - Okay.
Come back with us to Tokyo, Dad.
No.
Old goat.
Mr. Ito is late.
- He said he'd come in the morning? - Yeah.
It's already noon.
Past one o'clock, in fact.
I'll call him.
The subscriber is unable to answer your call right now...
This is bad.
- The weather's getting worse. - Really?
There's a typhoon heading our way.
Maybe you should call a taxi.
Will you come home with us?
No.
It's a typhoon, Dad. This house will be blown away.
Then it's meant to be.
If that's what fate decrees.
It may be fate to you, but to us it's an easily preventable accident.
I said I can live with it! So what is it to you?
What you do affects us too!
Stop it, Aya.
- Where are you going? - For a walk.
But there's a storm out there.
I'll be fine. I grew up here.
Should we just leave him here? Like he wanted.
What?
I'm just kidding.
Of course. We can't do that.
Kiyoshi, what's that?
What?
That cardboard box.
Beats me.
He had it with him when he came over to my place.
It seems to be something really important.
He wouldn't let me or Mr. Ito touch it.
I wonder what it is.
- Shall we open it? - Can we?
Not really, but I'm curious.
- And since you're here... - Me?
I can't open it by myself.
Let's say it's something of value.
If we open it together, we share the blame.
And it won't seem so sneaky somehow.
I see.
We can apologize to Dad later.
But...
Come on, let's open it...
I'm opening it.
Okay'?
Here goes.
Wait, let's not.
It's not right.
Fine. Forget it!
The storm's here.
Did Dad take an umbrella?
I don't know.
Dad!
I found him standing in a tunnel of trees.
He was looking for shelter, but with this rain...
The trees weren't providing much protection.
You're late, Mr. Ito.
You said you'd be here in the morning.
Did I?
What were you doing all this time?
Eating, enjoying the hot spring...
The Mongolian barbeque was amazing.
I saw a billboard of a sheep.
So I went in. The grilled mutton was good.
By yourself?
- While we were... - Let's go back to Tokyo.
Is that what you decided?
Well, no...
Dad still wants to stay here.
I'm not going to Tokyo.
Not again...
Why don't we go back for now?
If you don't want to stay with us, you can stay at a hotel.
If you're intent on living here...
move in when the place is ready.
But Mr. Ito...
You can fix up the place during winter...
and move in during spring when it's warm.
If you get everything ready, you'll have an easier time moving in.
Don't you agree?
Don't worry, the house isn't going anywhere.
Would you do this for me, please?
I suppose.
- I'd really prefer to stay here... - I'm sure.
But since Mr. Ito insists, I guess I'll concede for now.
I knew you were a rational man.
No, I should say...
I expect this from an educator of forty years.
In the end, reason prevails. Right?
Absolutely right.
Well, that's settled then. Let's get moving.
- Okay. - Pack up and we'll leave.
- I'll clean up upstairs. - I'll get my bag.
- Kiyoshi, over there. - I'll take out the trash.
Aya, you can leave that there.
Let's throw this out.
That was nearby.
What was that?
What happened? Did it hit anything?
What did it hit?
The tree...
The persimmon tree...
Dad...
Are you okay?
Dad!
Watch out!
Dad!
No Aya! Come back!
Dad!
Let's go, Dad!
Where is it...?
- Where is what? - Where did it go?
Your money's in your black bag.
I don't care about the money! That's nothing to me!
Wait!
What then?
There it is!
No... watch out. Hurry, Dad!
Aya!
The sky looks so vast.
I'm home.
Aya.
Come here.
What is it?
Let's move.
What?
Out to the suburbs, but not too far out.
Around Haijima, maybe.
Haijima? Why?
We could get a bigger place for the same rent.
Maybe even a house.
But what for?
Because it'll be...
it'll be much easier that way.
For us and for your dad.
Are you sure, Mr. Ito?
Are you sure...
you can live with my dad?
- Hello. - Hi.
Dad?
There are some people here to see you.
Sato Nozomi and Nakae Yumiko.
They were students of yours in primary school.
Sato Nozomi...
Nakae Yumiko...
They read about the fire online and came to see you.
Sato Nozomi...
Nakae Yumiko...
What should I do? Shall I ask them in?
Oh!
Wakaba Primary School, class 5-3!
Yes... Sato Nozomi and Nakae Yumiko.
They came to see me.
Let them in.
Why you making them wait outside in the cold?
What if they get sick?
You're oblivious as usual.
Never mind. Move.
He climbed the neighbour's tree.
But the persimmons were sour.
He hasn't been able to eat another persimmon since!
- We're sorry to bother you. - Sorry to trouble you.
That must have been traumatic for him.
That was so fun.
I had a great time.
Yes, me too.
I'm glad.
He looked better than we thought.
His injury wasn't as bad as we imagined.
He's exactly as I remembered him.
It's because he has a daughter like you by his side.
- He's a lucky man. - He sure is.
Aya?
What's the matter? Oh, no.
- What's wrong? - Are you all right?
Aya.
What is it?
- What's wrong, Aya? - Aya.
- Are you all right? - Wait...
Here.
Are you all right?
- Aya. - Aya.
What is it?
Maybe I'll have a second helping.
Thanks.
Dad isn't home yet.
He's been out all day again.
I wonder where he goes.
Why don't you ask him?
Hey, Aya.
When do you plan to tell him about moving to the suburbs?
What's the matter? Why haven't you told him?
Because...
Because what?
They said, "He's lucky he has a daughter by his side."
I don't know if that's true.
I'm the daughter, not the son.
I'm not expected to take care of him...
but it is my filial duty.
I'd like to do that, if I could.
That's what you're trying to do.
But Dad is like a ticking bomb.
If we live together, he'll blow up one day.
I don't want to...
have to choose between him and you.
- But Aya... - I'm home.
There you are.
Can we talk?
About what?
Sit down for a minute.
We're here.
I want to talk to the both of you.
I'm thinking of moving out.
- What? - What?
I've thought hard about it and I've decided to leave.
And go back to Kiyoshi's?
No. Not to Kiyoshi's.
Then...
I've been thinking of checking into an old folks' home.
I've been looking around and I found one with an opening.
It's an old folks' home but I'll have my own room.
They have a big bath and the food is tolerable.
Money was an issue.
But with my pension, savings and the sale proceeds of our house...
I think I can make it work.
I won't have money to leave to you and Kiyoshi, unfortunately.
- But if... - Have you told Kiyoshi?
Not yet.
I wanted to talk to you and Mr. Ito first.
So I'm moving out tomorrow.
- Tomorrow? - Sorry for the short notice.
Isn't that a bit too rash?
I've already signed the papers.
The lease is running. I don't want to waste a day's rent.
But your things...
I don't have much.
It's fully furnished. I can just go as I am.
Don't worry. I'll talk to Kiyoshi today.
I'll be going then.
Aya.
Mr. Ito.
You took good care of me.
Thank you.
Please don't say that.
He did it.
Your dad is really...
Really what?
A father to you.
Goodbye then.
We'll walk with you to the station.
Yeah, let me carry this for you to the station.
No, it's fine. I don't have much baggage.
- But... - It's fine.
Mr. Ito, I have a favour to ask.
What is it?
Can you take care of my loquat tree?
I'd be happy to.
Thanks.
And one more thing.
While you're at it...
take care of Aya too.
I will.
Take care of yourselves.
See you.
HEY-
I'm not going anywhere, you know.
What?
I'll be right here.