gozen rei-ji tobi-dashita
12 midnight, I flew out of there.
tobira o kettobashite
Kicking open the doors.
garasu no kutsu ga warete
My glass slippers were shattered.
doresu mo yabureta
And my dress was torn.
nee akirete iru desho
Say, you're appalled, aren't you?
oikaketemo konai
He's not even coming after me.
namida ga afurete
My tears are overflowing.
mou hashirenai wa
And I can't run anymore.
jerashii kamo
It might be jealousy.
setsunai
It hurts.
"Lonely in Gorgeous," yeah
Party night... I'm breaking my heart
ima sugu mitsukete dakishimete hoshii
I want you to find me right now and hold me tight.
heddo-raito ga hikaru
The headlights shine.
Where are you, bad boy?
ai no sukaafu de namida o fuite
Wiping my tears on the scarf of love.
nanimo mienai
I can't see anything.
What a perfect day for the school festival!
Roses
Good morning, young master.
Good morning, Sebastian.
You're up early. Is today...
Say, Sebastian...
What is it, young master?
That manner of address... Won't you stop using it already?
I'm not a child anymore.
But you dislike being addressed by name.
How should I address you?
"Madam," I suppose?
Very well.
I will consider it if you would address me as "Ueda."
But you're still "Sebastian" to me.
And to me, you are the young master.
Of course...
In place of my often-absent parents...
...you cared for me since I was a baby, and I'm grateful.
I believe the master and mistress think quite ill of me...
...wondering about that upbringing.
To my mother and father, I am a disgrace to my family.
You have suffered for my selfishness.
I am sorry.
Not at all!
That one so timid has grown into such a fine lady...
...is something I am proud of.
Thank you, Ueda.
Sebastian is fine.
My... They're fabulous!
A reward for my unfailing care, despite being busy.
I hate white.
It feigns cleanliness and can be dyed any color.
The color that seduces me most. It compels me to make it mine.
Oh, George...
Isabella, have you ever seen a live blue rose?
No, George.
Since it's an elusive flower, even specialists can't create.
Right.
That's why the phrase "blue rose" also means...
..."the impossible."
George, what on Earth? Where did you get that?
It's simple.
I dyed a store-bought white rose.
Of course...
How awful. I was nearly fooled.
I don't aim to be a scientist, after all.
Just a charlatan who shows people fleeting dreams.
There's not one thing impossible in the world of art.
Don't you think blue roses will go well with that dress?
Caroline!
Yay!
How are you feeling?
Better.
Enough that I've had to be careful not to eat too much.
You won't gain weight from overeating for one day.
But my tummy bulged out.
Your tummy?
This seems fun.
I want to buy snacks.
Today's swamped with the show...
...but it's still on tomorrow, so enjoy it fully then.
Yeah. I think I will.
Oh, but if we win, the award show will be tomorrow...
...so we'd be swamped.
That's true.
Then I fervently wish tomorrow's swamped.
We'll be swamped.
Miwako-chan, what happened to you?
They're blue...
Hey, George...
I won't keep quiet anymore.
Your values are definitely screwed up.
Clothing designers aren't cheats selling dreams.
Hey, you're splattering dye.
It's about designing clothes, people can normally wear.
Quit the artist pretense.
I'm not pretentious.
I'm a born artist.
That's pretense!
A-And change that stupid prince look.
It's a count, not a prince.
Oh, Arashi.
This is no time to start such talk.
And it's our fault for getting the accessories seized.
Still, don't give us such tedious work the day before deadline, stupid prince.
We could've prepared yesterday.
But the key to cut flowers is freshness.
Use fake ones.
No time to make them.
Buy!
You don't get it.
Isabella poured her heart into raising them...
...so their use in our show has meaning.
Oh, George...
Then leave them white.
I don't like putting color on living things like this.
Like red and green festival chicks... Don't you pity them?
Oh, Arashi.
You have tattoos and piercings yourself.
That pure side of you is irresistibly endearing.
D-Don't call me "pure"!
Hey, everyone... The model's here!
Hayasaka Yukari here! I look forward to working with you!
Look. The elusive blue rose, Caroline.
Wow, you're right! It's beautiful!
Amazing! Like real!
What's that excitement?
We're on the clock...
It's because girls love festivals.
I see.
Who is this?
Looks like a magician.
Don't produce doves! Don't get in the way of our work!
Well, I'll go do the rehearsal with Yukari...
...so keep working here.
We'll eat the doves later.
Leave it to us, George.
We'll make it for the show.
Hey, George... Water doesn't get it off.
Will detergent?
Yeah. Don't worry.
But it won't come off of clothes, so be careful.
Still, it's almost scary how well it dyes the roses.
I wonder what ingredients you mix to get such a beautiful blue.
I didn't mix anything. It's just an undiluted solution.
What undiluted solution?
My blood.
BI...
So I'm a little anemic. Give me your blood-forming medicine.
I don't mind, but will it work on someone with blue blood?
N-No.
N-No!
Don't believe him!
Yukari, are you nervous?
I just wear the dress and walk. I'm excited instead.
That's reassuring.
I'm so nervous, I couldn't sleep last night.
Aw, you're trying to sound all cute.
I'm not nervous, but I do feel a little insecure.
Tell me, George.
Will we be able to stay linked, even after the show is over?
We can't. I said if you won the grand prix.
If we get it, let's finish this.
If we don't get it...
If we don't get it, I'll comfort you.
Hamada-sensei!
Asou-san?
Hey, how've you been?
What are you doing here? In Japan?
I really wanted to see the show, so I ended up back for a bit.
Ended up back...
Who's that? She's cute.
Hama-chan, introduce me.
Oh! The model, Shimamoto-something...
Oh, I'm flattered, you know. Thank you.
But I've retired from modeling.
I run a model agency now.
I'd love you as an exclusive model.
What? Seriously?
Stop it, Shimamoto-san.
Despite looks, she's a future designer hopefully.
She won the last second-year grand prix and is studying in London!
Oh, you're in the same field as Mikako.
Asou Kaori. Nice to meet you.
My first ever runway was more vast and long than I thought...
...and I stumbled.
To think simply walking could be so hard...
It's just like life.
It can't be helped, Caroline. You've never walked before.
More like I got so nervous...
But even if you can't do it like a pro model...
...you can walk normally.
Was it that bad?
We should have made a little time for practice.
We were so preoccupied with the dress...
I should've practiced walking on my own.
But I was busy with a lot of things like makeup exams, so...
That's right. You weren't feeling well either.
No, he'll hate me if I just make excuses.
Anyway, I'll go practice.
Oh, I'll keep you company!
No, you won't.
You've got your own work.
Don't worry.
Let's both work hard for the show.
Yukari...
Auditorium dressing room at one o'clock for hair and makeup.
Only thirty minutes left.
But the show starts at four, right?
Why does hair and makeup take three whole hours?
No, no...
It's still my fault for underestimating walking.
If I trip in front of all those people, I'll never live it down.
Go embarrass yourself.
Everyone's like that when they start.
Please, some guidance.
You won't get good just like that.
A trick of some sort...
A trick, huh? Let me think...
Believe you're the most beautiful person in the world.
I can't think that!
I meant tell me some tricks on how to walk.
What'll I do?
Embarrassing myself is fine...
Note: Yazawa School of Design 3rd Year Fashion
...but George, Miwako-chan, and the gang's name is at stake today.
So it's more important to me than any top designer's show.
After all, we've all worked so hard for this day.
I'm sorry.
If we don't win the grand prix, it'll be my fault.
What are you saying, Carrie?
The contest is dress making.
You needn't feel responsible.
Don't worry.
Even if you trip onstage, we won't blame you.
We'll blame our sense for choosing you.
George!
I felt ashamed and stifled, choked by tears that welled up.
But like hell I'll cry.
I won't cry.
I'll succeed, no matter what.
I'll cry after we win the grand prix.
Emotional Miwako-chan will surely cry too...
...so we'll hug each other and cry tears of joy.
Done.
Hurry. Forty minutes till the show.
Oh, forty minutes more? Piece of cake.
Moron! These go on Yukari now!
Oh, right!
W-W-W-What now? Will we make it? We're fifth...
Run!
Sorry, let us through! Watch out, hey!
What? People you know?
Yes.
Let's eat the octopus balls before they get cold.
Thanks, Noriji-san.
Sunami Noriji, condo manager where Hiroyuki and Miwako grew up.
Read "Neighborhood Stories" at your local comic cafe...
...and enjoy Noriji, if you don't know him.
I thought I'd see Miwako-chan and Arashi-kun, but I didn't at all.
Oh, those two just ran past us earlier.
Where? Where?
If you wanted to see them, I would've e-mailed.
Well, I'm sure they're busy today, so we shouldn't bother them.
Those two are always getting along.
They're a couple now?
Seems so.
Don't you have a girlfriend, Hiroyuki-kun?
If I did, I wouldn't be coming here with you.
I used to think you'd end up with Miwako-chan.
Isn't that the reason you don't have a girlfriend?
No.
Then why bother coming to a school festival...
...when you're busy cramming for college exams?
The girl I like is modeling, so I came to see her.
She has a boyfriend though.
Hiroyuki-kun, if you keep falling for unattainable girls...
...you'll be a lifelong bachelor like me.
Here we go! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Make way!
Arashi! Asou-san!
It's Asou-san from Class C!
What?
There's no way.
She's in London.
Hey, he's here.
Hey, George... Where's Yukari?
The roses are done?
Note: Dressing Room Hair & Makeup 1
Yeah. So where's Yukari?
Isabella's dressing her next door now.
Men aren't allowed next door.
You know, Carrie...
Since becoming aware of myself...
...I've felt uncomfortable about being a boy.
Having to live a life as a boy was painful.
In the spring of third grade...
...I confided in George, my classmate, about my problem.
No one took me seriously before...
...but he listened with great sincerity.
That alone made me happy enough to cry...
...but several days later, George suddenly visited.
Yamamoto-san, happy birthday.
Koizumi-kun, it's not my birthday.
I had a birthday party in the winter.
That was for Yamamoto-kun.
Sebastian, get us some Dom Perignon.
When I opened the present...
...I found a beautiful, violet dress and hat inside.
Koizumi-kun, this is...
Like it? Try it on.
I can't!
Why?
Because I'm a boy, so I'm not supposed to dress like a girl.
Who decided that? There's no law.
Still, I can't!
Besides, these would never look good on me, a boy.
Don't worry. They will.
I made sure to make them with you in mind.
Hey, this is children's champagne.
Damn that Sebastian.
You made this, Koizumi-kun?
Yeah. Nothing else fit my vision.
It was my first time, but it was more fun than plastic models.
Wow, I want to try making clothes like this too.
Then shall we sometime?
Anyway, try it on.
I want to see if I made it right.
I was so happy and excited...
...but still embarrassed.
He might've been just teasing me.
I wondered what I'd do if he laughed.
But George couldn't have been more serious.
Doesn't it look weird?
Y-You look cute, Yamamoto...
What am I, a genius?
The next design concepts are coming to me...
Before I knew it, I was laughing out loud.
Since then, I've celebrated my birthday in the spring.
I wasn't able to be born a girl...
...but by dressing like a girl, a hope was born inside me like magic.
Dressing beautifully gives people courage and confidence.
That's what I believed as I made clothes with George.
Can you feel the spell cast over you too?
Say, George, I saw Asou-san by the entrance just...
Whoa, Yukari.
Caroline, you're beautiful...
I'll never let you regret choosing me.
I'll walk so proudly that everyone will envy us.