Mr. Osomatsu (おそ松さん)

"Totoko and Nyaa 3"

What should I do?

This isn't good. Not good at all.

What should I do?

This isn't good. I might be in real trouble.

What should I do?

I'm troubled. Will anyone hear me out?

If you don't hear me out, I might end up in worse trouble.

The absolute worst might happen!

Seriously, what should I do?

Shut up!

What's with you? You're ruining my liquor.

Is something bothering you?

Huh?

No, it's nothing. I'll be fine.

You're so annoying!

You're hinting at it so much, and when I finally ask,

you act like nothing's wrong! I hate you!

You see, I...

Now she's telling me anyway!

I'm thinking about quitting being an idol.

Huh?

Wh-What's wrong? Did something happen?

Tell me, even though I might not be able to say much about it.

I mean, we're always here drinking together.

Sorry. Is it okay to tell you?

Yeah.

You see...

I was just thinking that idols...

What?!

They're hearing out each other's problems?

What the heck is this?!

To Be Continued

One, two, three, four, five,

"The Eitarou Family"

six, seven, eight, nine, ten!

Are you ready?

I'm ready!

Huh?

Jyushimatsu, where are you?

Okay, I give up. Come out, Jyushimatsu!

Boba!

A-Amazing! You're amazing, Jyushimatsu!

So cool!

What the heck is that?!

So cool!

What?!

Boeh!

Amazing!

Boeba!

You're too amazing!

So cool!

You really are the best, Jyushimatsu.

I wanna be just like you, Jyushimatsu.

Eitarou, you should call me "Master."

You're amazing, Jyushimatsu.

You should call me "Master."

I wanna be just like you, Jyushimatsu.

Muscle Power

Thanks, Master!

Jyushimatsu is super popular.

The crows gather and the dogs bark.

Jyushimatsu is Jyushimatsu.

I said Jyushimatsu is Jyushimatsu.

Cheers!

Sigh...

I wonder if I can ever be like you, Jyushimatsu.

I dunno. It's not really something you can become just by wanting to.

I see...

But I'm sure you can.

I can, huh?

All right! I'm gonna do my best!

Huh?

What are they doing? Who is that kid?

Apparently he's Jyushimatsu follower.

Follower?!

Yeah.

An unfortunate grade-schooler who was bewitched by Jyushimatsu's

excitement and physical form.

Say what?

You've never seen him?

He's been waiting outside our house lately.

Waiting outside our house? For Jyushimatsu-niisan?

This isn't good.

Of course it's not. He totally looks up to him for all the wrong reasons.

Hustle, hustle! Muscle, muscle!

Youthful passion, huh...

No surprise he'd get into that.

Hustle, hustle! Muscle, muscle!

It's like a hard drug...

Hustle, hustle! Muscle, muscle!

Say, Jyushimatsu.

Muscle Power

Say, Master.

Yeah?

This is just something I heard,

but are you something called a "NEET, "Jyushimatsu?

Huh?! A NEET?

What's a NEET?

Huh?

Uh...

It's a position in baseball.

A position in baseball?!

A position in baseball?

It's a position between second and shortstop, called NEET for short.

Bring it!

Huh? Then... does that mean you're a professional baseball player, Jyushimatsu?!

Yeah. I'm in an independent league, though.

Wow... You really are amazing!

He is amazing. He's actually lying to a kid.

Also, what's a cherry boy?

I love cherries.

Really?

Really?

All right, Eitarou. Today, I'll teach you a secret technique.

A secret technique? Finally?

I've been waiting my whole life for this!

And it's called...

Final...

Fart Rush.

Final Fart Rush!

What's that? Hurry up and show me, Jyushimatsu!

Hurry, hurry!

Final Fart Rush?!

Don't sound so interested.

Okay, here we go.

Final... Fart Rush!

That's an amazing rush!

How do you do that? How does your body even work?!

You really are the best, Jyushimatsu.

I wanna be just like you, Jyushimatsu.

To be frank, at the time,

I thought he was going to get punished in some way for this.

Yeah.

But it was interesting, so I decided not to say anything.

Yeah. We totally let it go.

One Week Later

And then, one day...

Hup! Take that!

Yay!

Reversing two-seam fast pitch!

Thanks for the steal!

Sorry for the trouble machines!

Boeh! Boeba!

Boeh! Boeba!

Matsuno-san, what's going on here?

Well, uh...

He's clearly imitating you, isn't he?

Uh, is he?

I don't know if we can say that for sure.

Look, look, Master!

"Master"?

Did you teach my son something?

No, no...

Did you brainwash him?

No, no, no!

It's no use!

I just can't do it the way you taught me, Master.

How often are you seeing my son?

Huh? Uh... Maybe once a month?

We see each other every day!

Eitarou-kun?!

Every day...

Pardon me for asking, but what is your occupation?

He's a NEET!

Eitarou-kun!

He's a professional baseball player in an independent league,

who plays the position between second and short!

Eitarou-kun!

He's also a cherry boy!

Eitarou-kun!

What is he...

Oh, that's uh, um...

Eitarou.

Ma'am.

Eitarou.

Ma'am! Let's not ask!

Eitarou, what are you doing?

It's the Final Fart Rush!

Huh?

Eitarou-kun!

Final Fart Rush?

Yup! Master taught it to me!

Eitarou-kun!