The Blue Light (Ao no hono-o) (青の炎)

Kushimori!

- You'll be late. - Hurry!

I made it.

Move!

Good morning.

- That bike again... - Road racer.

Why don't you take the train?

I brought the bourbon. 4,500 yen.

- 4,000. - 4,500, I said!

- Come on. - You don’t have to buy it.

Okay.

You drink too much. Is Harper any good?

Sit down.

Good morning.

- Aoki? - Here.

- Lida? - Here.

Ishioka?

Ishioka?

- Ueno? - Here.

- Oikawa? - Here.

- Kushimori? - Here.

- Sato? - Here.

- Shinozaki? - Here.

- Shimizu? - Here.

Kushimori, what were you day-dreaming about in class?

- Nothing. - You just sat there and stared.

I just have a headache.

You've been drinking too much.

Look at the board, not at me.

Do you know why Ishioka has stopped coming to school?

- No. - You don't?

No. Why?

I heard...

...you got him so upset that he hit his parents and his brother.

- That's not true. - But he did hit them.

What's wrong with that?

If people won’t listen, you have to use force.

You have to draw the line somewhere.

Take it easy. I just want to know what happened to Ishioka.

- Don't get so upset. - Fuck off!

You probably don't even realize it...

Sometimes he just gets this smile on his face.

There! If you keep smiling like that, people will think you're a psychopath.

People get suspicious if you’re 17 and smile funny.

I don't stab people just because I feel like it.

That's not thinking about the future. It's like dogs fucking on the road.

It's a lack of imagination.

Dogs lack imagination?

Would you want to be a dog?

Anyway, murder requires imagination.

Imagination?

Yeah, imagination.

Look.

I screwed up. Daimon's been watching me in class.

I have to be more careful.

Dogs don’t have imagination.

It's the same thing with cats and sheep.

That's why they don’t brood, get depressed, and hang themselves.

I'm not losing my imagination.

I have a lot of things to do before I hang myself.

How do I get rid of that asshole? Do I burn the house down?

Maybe I can make it look like he got run over in an accident.

I have to think of something.

How do I save my family?

Think, think, think!

- Dressing? - Thanks.

Shuichi, have some vegetables.

- I'll have some more. - It'll just make you fatter.

Shut up.

- I'll help you eat. - Stop it!

Listen to him!

- Stop it. - I'll eat some...

Do you want dinner?

Sake.

Okay... Sure.

Where did that come from? Did you buy it for him?

You must have. Nobody else here drinks shochu.

Is he paying you for it?

- Why do you do that? - Why not?

What's he doing here? He's not our concern anymore!

Where else would he go?

Don’t tell me he's moving back in.

- No, he's not. - Then get rid of him!

- He’ll find a place soon. - Do you really believe that?

- Do something. - Stop it!

Can you hear that sound?

Mom and Haruka are probably in bed with their hands over their ears.

I'm the only one who can get rid of him.

I'm sorry you had to wait.

Kushimori Shuichi. Nice to meet you.

Try to relax. Have a seat.

Pull up a chair.

Sit down.

You told me you had a legal problem.

How do you get rid of someone-

who's moved into your house?

Are you talking about Sone Takashi?

How did you know?

I thought of him when you called.

We don't need tea right now.

He put up such a fight over the divorce.

He just turned up and moved back in.

Isn’t there a legal way of getting rid of him?

The court could act if your mother filed a complaint.

But why did she let him back in?

She wouldn’t have, not if I had been there.

He just turned up one day when Haruka...

...my kid sister, happened to be home by herself.

Are you sure that's just a coincidence?

When did Sone turn up?

Ten days ago.

- Has he been there since? - Yes.

I wonder why your mom hasn’t told him to leave.

I don’t know.

She must be worried about something.

Can you tell me anything about their divorce?

Anything might be useful.

Your father died in a car accident, if my memory serves me.

That's right.

Then your mom met Sone. He seemed nice at first-

- but the longer he stayed with you, the worse he got.

I don't know what his problem is...

...but he drank all the time, and he hit your mother.

She divorced him because she was concerned for you.

She told me she was afraid that he would kill you.

Didn’t he use to beat you up?

I can’t remember.

I just have some vague memories.

Mom talking quietly...

Haruka was still a baby...

Something smelled nice...

But I can’t remember anything about myself.

I don't know why.

Hi.

- Where's Haruka? - She's at a friend's place.

No. He's not back yet.

You're home late. Where have you been?

Around.

Shopping?

- I saw a lawyer. - A lawyer?

Mr. Kano. You know him.

He handled your divorce ten years ago.

I asked him what we should do about “him".

Mr. Kano told me he wants to meet you.

- Why? - What do you mean?

You have to file a complaint to get rid of him.

- I’ll think about it. - For how long?

Just a little while. Okay?

- Not yet. - Why not?

The longer he stays, the worse off we’ll be.

He might do something to Haruka!

I haven’t forgotten Haruka, or you.

Then why would you let him stay? I don't get it!

I hope you're not planning to get back together again.

Quiet, everybody!

Roll call.

Aoki? Lida? Ishioka? Ishioka's not here.

Ueno? Emoto? And so on...

Okay, work on your paintings.

- What's that? - It's a seascape.

What's Doraemon doing in a seascape?

That's not a cat. It's a cloud, damn it!

What the hell are you doing?

I'm sorry... sucker.

Bastard!

Look what you did! Stupid!

- I'm sorry. - Really?

Yes.

Then come with me to the art-supply store tomorrow.

I don't get it.

Superpowers... on!

- No customers. - I've noticed that.

"I wanna go home... "

- Then go. - I was just singing.

It's fine. I’ll finish up here.

If you're sure it's okay...

Thanks. Good night.

You can’t wear a face guard inside the store.

Take the helmet off, Ishioka Takuya.

- How did you know it was me? - It wasn’t difficult to figure out.

- How are you? - I'm okay. How about you?

My family keeps avoiding me.

I don't really mind-

- but they look the other way when I bump into them in the bathroom.

It's tough in the long run.

I want to get out of there.

I feel like there's no air there. I can’t breathe.

- I want my knife back. - No. Not yet.

Why not? It's expensive.

You’ll just do something foolish again.

I wish something good would happen.

Get yourself something to drink.

- Is it okay? - Just one.

Maybe I should start working in a convenience store, too.

They check, stupid. My treat.

Really?

Thank you.

I'll drop by again.

Didn’t you want art supplies?

What?