نخستین 84 خط.
December 8th, 6 AM.
In the early hours of the 8th, the Imperial Army and Navy
entered a state of war against the American and British forces.
In 1941, the Pacific War began.
The wartime atmosphere of the world intensified further.
Sensei, this way.
Listen everyone, today the Navy Air Corps sank the ships "Prince of Wales" and "Repulse"
of the British Eastern Fleet, in Malayan waters.
Isn't that incredible?
Here's the manuscript for the 7 o'clock news. I want News Ballads to go out after that.
I want words and music as soon as possible please. And then an arrangement.
In three hours. Got it. - Please do it.
After the war broke out, Yuichi got involved in wartime songs
and News Ballads.
News ballads were songs that conveyed the news content about the progress of the war,
words and music were written in a short time and broadcast live.
Hana, it looks like Dad's going to be late again today,
so let's eat first. - Yes.
Goodbye. - Goodbye.
As the leading figure in wartime songs, Yuich was constantly busy
and released many songs.
By dawn, we'll take the capital, Manila, in one go.
The Imperial Army is invincible!
Sensei, you must be itching to put your talent to use? - I'm honoured.
I have to do my best.
After the battle of Midway, Japan quickly fell into hard times,
supplies were short, and people's lives became more difficult.
Certainly. - Thank you.
Yes. - Please. - Please.
There are three people in your home, right? Yes. - That'll be one Yen and fifty Sen.
Sure.
Thanks for your efforts. - Thank you.
Yes. Certainly. - Thank you.
Next. - Please.
"The sound of frogs and the bells"
"All the sounds..."
Hana had turned 11.
Hiroya was still coming to music classes.
That's it for today.
Se-chan.
I'm sorry to tell you that Setsuko-chan has decided to stop taking lessons as of today.
Se-chan, you can come round again anytime.
Yes. - Don't worry. We'll be able to sing together again.
I'm sorry it's potato again.
No that's fine. I like potato.
How's it going with the music lessons?
Another one quit.
It's wartime, after all.
I guess a lot of parents don't think too well of it.
The neighbourhood women were talking.
They said it was inappropriate to have a recital in wartime, and in the end we didn't.
Let's eat.
Let's eat. - Let's eat.
Who could that be at this time of night?
Yes.
Ah, Hisashi?
Koyama-sensei.
Brother-in-law! - I've come to see how it's going.
Sensei, I'm glad to see you doing so much! - You seem busy too.
I'm volunteering to go to the frontline soon.
Until next time.
Ah, General! - Oh.
Sorry to bring you all the way over here. - Don't worry. They let me in when I said I knew you.
That guy seems to have become someone. - Sensei, here's the manuscript.
Is that because of you? - No, nothing to do with me.
So, what did you want to talk about? - Right.
I got a call from Hisashi. - Yeah.
He said his draft papers came.
So he got drafted in the end.
What did he say anything?
Well...that's the thing.
By the way, I absolutely don't want a send-off party.
Huh? - I really mean it.
Yeah. Don't worry about it.
By that he means...
He wants one. - Yeah.
Good evening. - Good evening. Good evening.
In these times, I couldn't bring much.
Don't worry about it, this is all we have too.
That reminds me, you changed the name of your store. The sign that used to say "Bamboo" in English.
It's forbidden to use the enemy's language.
Ah. Ta-daa!
Cookies! - They're made from soybean pulp.
We can't get hold of any flour. - Eat plenty, Hana-chan.
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