Thus Spoke Kishibe Rohan (岸辺露伴は動かない)

I could boast about

how my injury was earned in battle,

but I take no pride in how that battle transpired.

My right hand is getting better,

but it'll take time.

While the intermediate phalanx

of my little finger is merely cracked,

in my middle and ring fingers,

the fourth and fifth metacarpals

and proximal phalanges are completely fractured,

and will take four weeks to heal.

For once, I honestly regret

the actions I took during this incident.

It's clear that this stemmed

from a fault in my personality.

I crossed a red line that wasn't meant to be crossed.

Stuck my nose into someone else's business.

I prided myself on being able to see the truth

of a person's character.

Now, I know I was foolish.

-(chair creak) -(sigh of relief)

Everything above my wrist is intact,

only thanks to a stroke of pure blind luck that day.

-(chair creak) -(sigh)

An hour and a half ride on the Shinkansen

will take you from S City station,

southwest of the town of Morio,

to Tokyo station.

From there, another 30-minute train ride

will take you to Harajuku.

Well, aren't you gorgeous?

I could just eat you up.

How tall are you? 178 centimeters?

Yoma Hashimoto had just taken that very trip

when he was scouted by a woman

from a modeling and production agency.

In turn, his photos appeared in magazines,

and he landed a minor role in a film.

While on set,

he even caught a distant glimpse

- of the leading man, -(beeping)

and it reminded him of what his agent said to him

at the very beginning.

You know what makes an actor or a model a star?

They can draw you in with their aura,

even if they're standing still.

That comes from training your body.

Talent has nothing on a body

that makes every stance a beautiful pose.

Feeling as bright and energetic

as the sun overhead,

Yoma Hashimoto began the best days of his life.

-(struggling grunt) -(upbeat music)

-(struggling grunt) -(music intensifies)

One last set. You got this!

- Three. -(struggling grunt)

-Two. -(struggling grunt)

-Two, two... -(struggling grunt)

- Still two. - (struggling grunt)

-One. -(struggling grunt)

-Last one! -(struggling grunt)

Okay, that's it.

Perfection.

Sure, I might have lied about the rep counts,

but lying's just what I do.

And you made it through a whole week

of my training.

See the way your veins are bulging out over here?

Absolutely beautiful!

Mmm!

Dinner's ready! Yoma!

Ow!

Could you not leave your weights lying around?

Are you seriously jumping rope inside?

Yeah, sorry.

I'll put 'em away.

Gotta say it,

your routine's really working.

I mean, your abs are looking spectacular!

You look like...

Oh, I know!

Like Brad Pitt in Fight Club!

Oh...

You're amazing!

Who knew it was possible to get so jacked that fast?

But wow!

If you were the star of a detective movie,

you'd be fantastic.

Oh, by the way,

the cod roe spaghetti is ready.

Let's eat it while it's hot.

Uh, spaghetti?

Yeah.

Didn't I tell you before, Mika?

I'm not eating carbs or fats.

Huh?

I only eat protein.

It's better for developing muscles

and all that other crap.

This is my menu.

I expect you to stick to it.

Is this all you're going to eat now?

But, what about tonight,

when we go out for drinks with all our friends?

Well, I won't be going to that.

I'm running 10 K at 4:00 A.M. tomorrow.

I'm off to bed.

Bed? But it's only 7:00 in the evening.

Wait, there's no money in my wallet.

Oh, right. I forgot to tell you.

My gym was having a special deal

on protein powder.

2,000 grams for 4,800, chocolate flavor too.

Super cheap.

Definitely cheaper than the cod roe,

so I borrowed 5,000 yen.

Sorry, I'll give you the money back tomorrow.

What?

All right, I gotta shower and sleep.

You should probably go home now.

But, Yoma, this is my apartment.

Hm?

Oh, is that right?

I guess it is.

Hey! How many damn times

do you have to ring that bell?!

I told you before,

enough with the evening deliveries!

-Yoma! -I'm trying to sleep here!

-Calm down! -If you wake me up

-Yoma! -one more time,

-It's only 7! -I'll beat your ass!

-(door slams) -(nervous grunt)

Sorry about that.

-(door slamming) -(shower noise)

It all began with idle gym talk.

Conversations like,

you start burning fat after 15 minutes of running,

so you should warm up

with a 20 minute run on the treadmill.

Things like that.

That's how we started talking.

Rohan Sensei, it looks like you're in top shape.

Those weights don't stand a chance

-against you. -(grunt)

-(intensifying music) - Go!

Wow, looking good.

- Go! -(singing)

- Go! -(singing continues)

Oh... Oh my God.

Nice work! That was fun.

Always nice to have a little competition.

-(footsteps) -(tense piano music)

Hey, coach.

Should I breathe in or should I breathe out here?

Sorry, bud. Can't help you.

This gentleman here signed up

for a personal training session today.

Okay, you ready to go?

-(grunting) -Work those abs!

Your muscles will love it if you just talk to 'em.

The final set!

-1, 2, 3! -(grunting)

You know, I've asked you not to jump rope in here

over and over.

- Have you? -I have!

And I told you not to leave your training stuff

all over the place, remember?

Is that right?