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Such an ordinary scene...
Every day, just like them.
My height, my face, my gait... Nothing's different.
Just a part of the scene.
Don't be stupid!
How "different" do you think you are?
Stupid?
Yes, stupid.
You hate being the same but you don't want to try to change.
You've got no goal in life.
That's why you keep worrying about that stuff.
Hundreds of other people get over it.
Uh-oh, you're retreating!
No. But you hit a chord.
Why not take a day off?
I want to.
But then I'd want another, and I might never go back to school.
So?
Take as much time as you need.
And make our teacher cry?
No worries.
Miss Momoko is a masochist!
Thank you, Ms. Nishihara.
What's the matter? Ms. Nozawa.
Nothing, Ms. Momoko.
Who were you with in your dream?
With your sweet heart.
What?
I'm sorry.
I don't feel so good.
I have to go.
Let's continue.
Who wants to read next?
That's how it began.
I stopped going to school.
And after spending all night...
I had cleared out my room, too.
I'm experiencing...
- Please mind the door. - I'm experiencing a system error.
My program has frozen.
"System error"
Crashed.
Too young to drink.
Too young to drive.
Never had sex.
So here I am, 17 years old...
What is this hopeless feeling? The feeling in my heart, saying...
"You'll never be anything."
If this keeps up...
I may never move again.
Computer.
After my parents divorced 8 years ago...
Grandad bought it for me.
He lived way out in the country.
We promised to e-mail each other.
So, you have a computer too?
I certainly do. I promised you, right.
I'll be Asako's "net buddy"!
Can you use it?
You're not so good with machines.
No sweat. There's instructions.
"Connect the... modem cable to the telephone line."
"Then double click on the... icon."
We never sent a single message...
And then last year, granddad died.
Sorry, granddad!
But doing something original can be scary.
How would I express individuality?
"Asako Nozawa, human, female, 17."
Look at me: Young and fresh.
You can't buy that with money.
When I'm all grown up...
Will I regret the time I'm wasting now?
Still 17...
No, already 17.
Until a couple of years ago...
I still held so many possibilities.
Now they're disappearing.
Will there be a life for me in the future, however small?
You have to move on!
The idea that life's sparkle disappears just because you're "the same"...
Well, it's simply a bad student's excuse.
The school bell is ringing for you!
You've got no goal in life.
You've no goal in your life.
None whatsoever!
Directionless...
What about the future?
What an idiot!
Well, what are your goals?
It's all because of you adults.
To control us a single bright future.
Who are the judge, whether is a successful life of not?
Oh God, my problems have reached global proportions.
Hey there.
Are you alright?
Me?
Yes.
Me. Yes, I'm fine.
Just a little faint.
Thanks for your concern.
Not at all.
Oh no! Could you see my panties?
Don't be so over self-conscious.
I was looking at the view. Just there.
Look at this mess. Garbage has to be registered.
And the supervisor is so strict.
He'll leave no stone unturned to find the culprit.
Welcome to my garage sale!
It's a garage sale.
Everything has to go.
How about this fan?
But a young guy with his own fan... That's so cool, don't you think?
Wait! Don't go.
Here are some comics.
Top of the range for this size.
In fact, they're all free! I was going to trash them, anyway.
Hmm. Can I have this?
This computer.
Grandad!
Grandad?
Grandad has freezed, so I don't think so.
Why not have this MD player?
Is this broken?
Well, I tried it a few days ago...
But the screen suddenly went blank.
You can have it, if you think you can fix it.
Right. I'll take it.
Are you serious?
You'll never manage.
Yes I can. I live nearby.
Watch it!
What are you doing?
I was... cleaning.
I was studying, but my room was messy, so I started...
I heard the vacuum...
Was it too loud?
It wasn't too loud for me.
But think of the neighbors.
See you.
See you later.
My new lifestyle.
I put on my uniform and leave.
Wait 25 minutes until mom goes.
Usually I hide around the corner.
Then I go back inside.
And I stay there all day.
I am now officially a truant.
What if...
I jumped.
It's beyond me.
Why do people take their own lives?
How can life be worse than death?
I thought you'd moved.
Eh?
You threw so much stuff out.
So?
I saw you at the balcony.
Just now, yeah?
If you're going to jump...
Could I touch your breasts first?
Pardon?
What do you mean?
I have no intention of killing myself.
I was looking at the view.
Just there.
I'm not reduced to suicide yet.
Anyway, you...
Okay, why did you throw out your stuff?
Just fancied a change.
Change?
Anyway, kid, who do you think you are?
Why should I give you a feel before I go?
No, no.
I didn't really want to.
It was a ruse to put you off.
I thought that line would do the trick.
It's a form of shock treatment.
What the...
And I'd feel bad, having got your computer.
Did you get it to work?
"AOKI"
What's this?
They're my mother's.
Wow! They're quiet startling!
Look! There's even a little tail!
Actually, they're samples from work.
She works in a lingerie store.
Why do you keep it in the closet?
I don't want my parents to know I got it from you.
They'll never find it here.
Excuse me.
Try booting it up.
Booting?
Hey, what's that noise?
I installed a new OS version.
Now it has a different start-up sound.
Oh, yes. Install.
You know "install", don't you?
Yes. I put in new data so it can do more than before.
Systems, applications...
I put in a new operating system.
Now it's working better than ever.
So, it wasn't broken after all?
No. Even if there is an internal failure the computer itself isn't broken.
Internal...
Well, can it do e-mail?
Of course. E-mail and Internet.
Just like a real computer.
That's because it is a real computer.
Grandad has come back!
No, he hasn't.
But it's great that it's working.
What?
Don't worry. I'm not going to ask for it back.
It's a bit of a blow, though.
It's beaten me.
It's starting a whole new life.
You make me so jealous!
Don't hit it. It's mine.
I'm sorry.
Do you want to start a new life?
No. Not really.
I don't think so.
You don't think so?
No, I don't.
It's just that if I go on like this...
Look, a young kid like you doesn't understand.
When you get to my age there are so many things to worry about.
And?
And...
And... Well, I'm not going to school.
You're a truant.
I apologize.
What do you do all day?
Do?
Well, lots. Look out of the window...
Nothing, in other words.
Are you a recluse?
A recluse?
Can you solve your problems by never going out?
A recluse. I'm being a recluse.
How about working?
With me.
There's you, with lots of free time...
And me, who gets home early. I know just the job.
Job?
Not as such...
It's computer based.
I thought it would be a chance for you to change your life.
Well, perhaps that's exaggerating.
Are you going to install me?
"Dear Kanako, it's Miyabi."
"I'm sitting with my baby writing this."
"This is the life!"
"It's a bit sudden, but I need a favor."
"I need you to take over the sex club for a while."
Club.
Hi, sweet buns!
Good evening.
No, no! Not that kind of club.
It's an internet chat room where you talk about sex.
Sex chat?
Yes. Will you do it?
I don't know enough.
Who is this Miyabi woman?
And Kanako?
And what the hell is this?
I am Kanako.
Kanako?
Kanako.
My real name is Kazuyoshi Aoki.
I'm Ms. Nozawa.
But why?
I'm pretending to be a 25 year old housewife.
In real life it might be a sign that a man is a closet gay.
But in the chat world... Well, it's part of the cause.
You mean "par for the course".
Damn! Another mistake.
Who and what exactly are you?
Ms. Nozawa.
Any sexual experience?
None...
When we start talking details...
We can't afford to be shy.
Shy?
Maybe. If you want to leave, leave now.
No. Tell me.
Go ahead.
I met Miyabi on a cellphone site.
She's a housewife, but earns extra by being a sex goddess.
And she introduced me to the sex chat.
Well, to me posing as Kanako.
Coquettish Chat
How old are you, Kazuyoshi?
I turned 10 in May.
This is Miyabi.
She is supposed to be married.
So, in theory, she can only work until her husband comes home.
But she's too busy with the baby.
That's why she asked for my help.
But I have to go to school.
I can't do it alone.
And is it...
It pays 1500 yen an hour.
Sounds dodgy.
"Closet gay", chat, the whole idea...
They always existed in this world.
You just never came across them.
It's up to you.
Do you want to?
I'd like to try.
I have an incense interest.
Incense?
Oh, intense?
Damn, not again.
Hey, I think you already guessed...
I haven't a clue about computers.
I have to use one finger.
I can't do text as fast as my friends.
That sort of thing.
I'll show you. You'll soon get the hang of it.
The point is do you want to?
I was concerned about my youth.
Female high school student, 17.
In the very prime of youth.
A physique able to withstand fatigue.
The brainpower to memorize...
hundreds of famous historical figures.
Why, then, at this time...
Am I pretending to be an adulterer?
And with a dubious child!
Why turn myself into a website whore?
That's why I wanted to break away.
It's meaningless.
Yes, meaningless.
It's the wrong direction.
Yes, a step in the wrong direction.
Idiot.
If I choose this path...
Then it'll be just as they all said: I'll never be anything.
You've got no goal in your life.
It's computer based.
I thought it would be a chance to change your life.
Who do you think I am!
You don't like it?
I accept the offer.
Erotic photos.
And a world I've never seen opening before my eyes.
It sounded like fun.
My first day of work.
10 a.m. Creep into the empty Aoki apartment.
I am a sex goddess until Kazuyoshi comes home at 2 o'clock.
At least that was the plan...
Asako Nozawa reporting for duty!
I decided to go 5 hours early.
GOOD MORNING.
Ms. Nozawa! We'll get into trouble.
You betcha!
My parents are next door. Are you out of your mind?
In a manner of speaking, yes.
I've been drowning my sorrows since last night.
I had to cut the bonds that were tying me to a wholesome life.
So I polished off the liqueur that was left over from the last party.
Eat! Be merry, my little invertebrates!
Don't do that!
Only joking.
I wanted to go over working the computer again.
So I came early.
I'm going to be paid, so I can't afford to make mistakes.
Can I?
Early?
Exactly what time is it?
You stink!
Don't hang about, young man!
Open her up!
That's the way.
- After you. - Come on!
Get in.
Bummer.
Nobody here yet.
I hope I can do this okay.
Kazuyoshi!
Are you up?
Oh, no!
You have to stay here until we've all left the house.
Wait! The password. You didn't tell me it.
- It's YUI. - YUI?
Y-U-I. It's Miyabi's baby's name.
YUI. The baby's name.
A profession: Some form of employment to keep a family.
I'd best knuckle down.
I have to go.
See you later.
Are you forgetting?
What?
- See you later! - Bye!
"Good morning, Miyabi."
Someone's here!
"My name's TAKA."
How's that?
"What?"
"What's going on? Miyabi?"
Damn!
Talk to me! Please.
What happened?
I can't get Japanese. Only the alphabet!
"Sorry! I was touching myself!"
I've fixed it. You can type Japanese now.
Okay, Ms. Nozawa. Best foot forward!
Yes, sir!
Wait, Kazuyoshi! I'm leaving too.
Kazuyoshi.
Would you like a brother or a sister?
Sorry! Are you okay?
Fine, thank you.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
Top of the morning, Kazuyoshi.
Hello there!
- Morning! - Good morning.
That's the new boy who came last month, isn't it?
Yes, for personal reasons.
He has a step mother.
I gather she's quite young.
You're well informed, headmaster.
And rather glamorous.
Things come into being. Then they disappear.
I'm writing words for cash.
"What do you do?"
"I'm in computers."
"I've been so busy, I'm fit to burst."
"I'm so happy you came to see me!"
There are frustrated office workers...
Make 30 copies of this.
Students...
Truck drivers...
Or so they say. And yet...
Who's to know...?
It could be a lie, for all I know.
"I'm an 18 year old student. I like older women!"
Cut my apple into shapes, honey.
Who am I to talk?
My name and age are fake too.
"How old is my cute Miyabi?"
"I'm 26."
"Whoa, nearly middle-aged."
"I like talking to students with perky pink nipples."
Middle aged? What a cheek!
"Mine are pink."
"That's okay then."
What am I saying? I'm only 17.
"Thanks."
"Sorry to be blunt... but where is..."
"your most sensitive area?"
"You naughty boy...!"
"The part that sticks out."
"Your clitoris?"
"You naughty boy!"
"Clitoris?"
I'm damp...
How long are you staying off school?
You said to take as much time as I like.
Did I?
Certainly did.
She'll find out soon.
Your devil mother!
No she won't! She hasn't even noticed my room yet.
So much for parental responsibility.
Wow. That hurts.
You said it!
What?
You seem happy.
No, not really.
It's a dark and mysterious world.
But I've changed my mind about men.
They all seem like fools.
But they can still be endearing.
When I first found out the meaning of sexual intercourse...
How the man puts his "thing" into a woman's opening...
It all seemed foolish.
A strange feeling of superiority.
That same "me" still hasn't discovered real sex.
It's the 20th day for me as a chat room sex goddess.
My mother still doesn't know.
"Are you really a housewife?"
"Yes, I've a kid as well."
I'm being carried along on a wave.
A wave of male excitement.
And so I keep on writing.
"I've always want to try a housewife like you."
You should come to my club.
"In Tokyo? I can't. I live in Kobe."
"I'm logging off."
He's gone.
"User has left the chat."
And so another one pops from this existence back to their own.
I spend quality cyber-time with them.
Then they return to real life.
They leave me here in the void...
And log on to reality.
I'm back.
Hi. You're early.
This is parents and teachers open forum week.
Is it going smoothly?
I'm getting the hang of it.
It's all to do with rhythm, and timing when to type.
Words like "ooh" and "naughty" get results.
Timing those words is a real art.
That's the knack of it. You know what I mean?
Then there's "Oh, you're huge!" And "Bite me!".
They're too close to reality so they don't go down well.
They don't want physical sex. It's chat sex they're after.
They don't want anything too explicit.
More along the lines of "Ooh, you make me so HOT!" seems to work.
They really think they're in Miyabi's arms.
Don't you think?
No. And I didn't know you were so into it.
Really?
Today is pretty slack.
Kazuyoshi, what's "scat"?
Someone asked Miyabi if she liked scat.
He wanted her to take part with him and his friends.
Well?
It is a sexual fascination with emphasis on bodily waste.
Bodily waste...?
So you mean...
Like, poo?
Yes. Poo.
In extreme cases, the eating of it.
I've had something really special prepared for you.
Waiter!
Here you are, sir.
I trust it's fresh?
Straight from the pan, sir.
Are you feeling okay?
Yes.
I'm realizing the depths of erotica.
Yes, the more we learn about it...
The more we realize how boundless it is.
Yep.
When we look at life's darker sides...
Some of our fears disappear.
And we see a smaller, shallower world.
Hey.
We're right in the middle of that adventure!
The wide world of erotica!
That's right!
And if we dive right in we have nothing to fear!
We're thrown into an adult world.
But for us it's our everyday life.
Go! Primary school porn king!
You've got a lot of pent up energy.
What?
And for the first time, while he discussed sexual philosophy...
Kazuyoshi laughed with all his heart.
Just like a child.
Mrs. Nozawa?
Hello.
I'm Mrs. Aoki.
Oh, Kazuyoshi's...
This is an unusual time to see you.
I felt sick, so I took some time off.
Why are you here?
We should work together sometimes.
They're eating each other.
That's too bad.
But you're going to work?
Yes. I can't relax at home, either.
Actually, I'm late as well.
Oh, really.
I know! Why don't we skip work together?
Enjoy your drinks.
Has Kazuyoshi settled in?
Yes...
He's made some friends.
What does he say about school?
Nothing.
I don't know. I can't seem to talk to him.
You know your daughter...?
Does she drink a lot of soda?
You're round-shouldered, just like your mother.
What?
And that quiet look of yours.
Very similar.
Nonsense. We're not even related.
Pardon?
Well, in any case you're similar.
My real mom died when I was a baby.
My dad married again last winter.
That's why we moved here.
So, you're new at the school.
Yes.
I see.
It's hard, changing schools.
People starting rumors.
Maybe that's why you got into this.
No it isn't. And I've made friends.
So why are you skipping school?
I suppose it's okay for you, is it?
Don't tell me. You have no friends.
Of course I do.
Well they don't seem worried.
Yes they are.
But mature people don't have to act on every tiny worry.
Not stressing too much is the adult thing to do, probably.
Still, an elementary school kid wouldn't understand.
Hark the virgin!
You don't even shave yet!
I hardly think pubic hair is the issue.
Maybe not.
I wonder what "real" sex is like.
Well...
Think of the people in the chat room.
They prefer virtual sex.
So the real thing can't be such a big thing.
You're not much of a romantic.
I don't really want a brother or a sister.
You know my new mom?
Some of her habits bother me.
I don't dislike her, though.
Habits?
Well, for one...
When she has her period she makes these neat piles.
You know, panties and tampons. Lined up outside the bathroom.
And she's forever asking "Do you want a brother or sister?".
That sort of thing.
I suppose it's all part of the c...
It's all par for the course!
Good for you!
I must be emotionally unstable.
No. I think you might be a romantic after all.
You might be a bit horny but the heart is pure.
- What's up? - Bathroom.
Ah! A client!
"Hello, Miyabi."
Miyabi.
Yesterday was wonderful.
He must be one of Miyabi's club guests.
What should I do?
"Yes, me too."
"Even after what I did?"
What?
"You want to meet me again, right?"
"Why not come to the club?"
Good one, Asako!
"You're not Miyabi."
"Yes I am."
Then tell me what I did yesterday.
Tell me.
"Then I'll tell you."
"I took a rope."
I spread your legs to breaking point.
I cut your white flesh.
Stop it!
You were screaming. You were bleeding.
Stop it! Are you mad?
"So. You're a fake."
"This is harassment."
You're a virgin, right?
"Probably high school. In it for the money."
No friends, no lover.
Secretive. Reclusive.
"Ignored by your family."
"No reason to live. Bordering on plain."
"No sex friends."
"Live with it. Embrace it."
No!
"You're getting wet now."
You're wrong! You're the loser.
Spending your time abusing women.
You're just some fat jerk with no one to give you the time of day.
A total geek.
You're a loser in the real world...
And a bigger one here, you BASTARD!
That told him.
"Come to me."
Come to me?
Come to me.
What's this?
Don't open that link!
I already clicked on it.
Oh, no!
You should have heard him...
I was right.
What was that?
A virus.
It's a recent one, called HEAVEN.
If you click on it, it infects the computer.
Oh, no.
There really were flowers though...
Is granddad broken again?
I'll have to install the system, but then it'll be okay.
I'll have to contact Miyabi.
Ms. Nozawa...
I feel dirty.
I've been violated by a sex geek.
He said "virgin", "reclusive"...
"Plain Jane with no friends".
I don't think you're plain.
I'm hopeless, sitting here being a sex chat goddess.
I'm supposed to be finding the new me.
I'm a complete idiot.
A total fool!
I can see it now.
Please stop.
It's no use upsetting yourself over someone you can't see.
It's a waste of time.
I know that.
I do know that, but...
I have to be honest...
I did see them that day.
Your panties.
And?
What did you think?
It added a certain something.
Just there.
They weren't very sexy.
Not like your mom's.
Do you want to touch?
My boobs.
You can.
Just for a little bit.
It's okay.
No one else has done it.
Premium quality.
Well?
Not what I expected.
Oh?
I thought they were okay.
No!
I mean the temperature.
I thought they'd be warmer, softer.
Oh.
I'm wearing a bra.
Your skin's so soft.
Like a peach.
Not something you see every day.
But it all felt so comfortable.
Was this reality, here in the closet?
Or just virtual? I couldn't tell.
Either way...
This was definitely reality.
Do you want a soda?
She's the only one who drinks soda in the Aoki household.
Every day, the stock of soda got less and less.
That's how she knew someone had been here.
And then...
Ms. Nozawa.
At last I've found you.
I never thought you'd be here.
So this is it.
Koichi often talked about it.
The secret place.
You as well, then.
You came here too?
You know what?
I think it's unforgivable.
Of all the people he could have talked to last...
It had to be you.
I still can't forgive him.
Even after these past 6 months.
Six months.
In the blink of an eye...
Since it happened...
Half a year has come and gone.
Asako?
One of the students' mothers gave them to me for you.
She works in the lingerie store. They live in our building...
Why are you in here?
I had a headache. I was resting.
It's more comfortable here.
An empty room is good for headaches.
No it isn't.
How can you say that?
I did this to my room and you think it's comfortable?
Surely you...
Surely I...?
Don't you care? I've chucked it all out.
My school books, my desk, my chair, the stereo I got.
The whole lot.
I don't care about the room.
And you don't have to go to school.
Your homeroom teacher was on the phone this morning, crying.
Sobbing, she was. It was pathetic.
She's not fit to teach.
Asako...
I understand that you're stressed...
Have they been bullying you?
Asako, you know what I...
Excess Garbage. Follow the rules!
You've got no goal in life.
Six months.
In the blink of an eye...
Since it happened... Half a year has come and gone.
What has changed?
What?
Has anything changed?
No, nothing.
Not one, single thing.
The thing is, you've got no goal in life.
No direction.
I probably don't, either.
But so what? It's okay for now.
We'll find something, someday.
Anyway, "Happy 17th Birthday".
Message: April 5th, 12:13.
The accident was 10 minutes after I heard Koichi's message.
And then he died.
When is "someday"?
Without you here...
There's no one says what they really think.
"Someday" is just some day.
Someday during our life.
But you're not alive.
I wanted to live.
Even if it was boring...
Even when it sucked...
- I wanted to live. - I want to live.
I want to meet people.
I want to talk.
To hear voices.
To be involved.
To touch.
To connect.
I want to love.
With warmth.
With imperfection.
I want to love something for the sake of it.
Even if it's boring...
Even if it sucks...
Someday...
Yes, someday...
Good for you, Asako.
I guess.
See you.
Good bye.
Miyabi?
Very pleased to meet you. I'm Kanako.
Well, I thought you might be a closet gay guy...
But an elementary school kid?
I'm giving up the chat business.
We may have only been mail buddies...
But that means something for people in the know.
Wow! There's 300,000 yen here. Fantastic!
I managed to keep the whole chat thing a secret.
Kazuyoshi, I swear you are a genius. Here's your half.
It's like a dream!
You shouldn't fool around with money. It'll end in tears.
You sound like somebody's mother.
Anyway, time, youth and money are all overrated.
Before our parents find out about the money.
Let's buy something on an internet auction.
An auction? What do they sell?
They have everything.
We could get a time machine.
A time machine?
I knew you were a romantic.
Right!
You can have it. That's for installing me.
Let's get the time machine.
And when you've worked out how to use it, give me a ride.
By the way...
Have you told your mom that you would like a brother?
You have to try!
I'm starting school again. Even if nothing has changed.
That's okay.
After installation, you just re-start the computer.
Nothing changes.
Extra functions don't magically appear.
Okay.
See ya!