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That's what you're into?
Yeah.
Huh, so guys like that are your type, eh?
Huh?
Hmm?
It's the song I like.
Oh.
I feel you.
Why do parents say stuff like that?
It's not like we're fantasizing about dating them.
Right?
You know how I'm more into girls? Like idols?
Apparently, my parents think I want to become one.
No way!
They totally don't get it.
They're full of contradictions.
Our parents and teachers, I mean.
I know.
Asa.
You can do whatever you want.
Be whoever you want to be.
I hope I don't become an adult like that.
For sure!
I'll always be on your side.
Okay, Asa?
Oh yeah, could you pick up some toilet paper on your way home?
Okay.
Mom used to do that too.
She'd always stand that way when I left.
Maybe we got it from our mom.
Hey, can I color my hair?
Huh? What gives?
Emiri told me I should.
No, not that. I meant you don't need my permission.
As long as your school's fine with it, go ahead.
Go Club
Band Club
Tea Club
Takumi-san, right? We're in the same class.
Oh, Mori-san. You can call me Asa.
Cool. Call me Mori, then.
Have you decided?
Nuh-uh. What about you?
I dunno...
Were you in any clubs in middle school?
Choir.
Why not join that?
Apparently, the choir club's good here.
You pick yet?
Not yet.
Not that I really care...
Yeah, same.
I wonder how everyone else decides.
Aren't you interested in anything?
Um...
I used to be in the badminton club.
Not that.
Okay, then...
Oh, how about choir?
You like to sing, don't you, Asa?
Remember your fourth grade choir contest?
You worked so hard for that.
Choir, huh?
It's settled.
Mom knows best.
I say the checkered shirt.
No, we had tomatoes yesterday.
You still haven't decided? Then I'll pick for you.
It's not in there, Asa.
You've got to learn how to make choices on your own.
Good grief. What did you do to your hair?
You look like a boy.
That's so cute!
You look great, Asa!
You're the only one who likes it.
What? You mean your parents don't?
Guess not. I'll have to convince them.
How?
Well, I guess during spring break, I'll just...
A car crash!
Should we call the police? An ambulance?
What happened?
Man, that doesn't look good...
Someone get an employee here!
It's not like we can decide on the spot, you know?
Catch ya later.
Yeah, sure...
What's this feeling? I don't know why, but I'm irritated.
At what, though?
I can't tell...
Smoke was coming out of her sewing machine!
How is that even possible?
Emiri!
I'm serious!
But up and...
She isn't here anymore, you know? Your mom.
...dying like that...
Asa.
...was her own...
Be whoever you want to be.
...fault.
Liar.
...was her own fault.
I'll always be...
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Contradicting yourself.
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Screw you.
Journal with Witch
Makio Koudai
Makio Koudai...
Makio Koudai
Whoa.
Call
Just now
Grandma: Missed Call
Episode 5 Decide
What?
To Grandma's. Next Saturday.
You mean you want to go?
She seemed worried when I called,
and I used to go with Mom all the time.
I probably haven't been home in over five years.
Why not?
Huh? Just because.
Okay, let's go.
Koudai
My, my. Welcome, Asa-chan.
Have you been taking care of her?
I suppose.
Let's have some tea. I bought some cake.
Thanks for having me.
I'll go sort through my stuff first.
At least sit down for a cup of tea.
That one cup of tea takes forever.
I'll make some myself if I get thirsty.
Goodness.
She's a cold one, isn't she?
Don't be like her.
Now, come on in here.
You're still reading kid stuff like that?
You used to read it too.
Obviously not anymore.
Then I'll never let you borrow mine again!
Fine by me!
I don't enjoy all these memories rushing back.
Hey, don't you take a right here?
There's definitely a hidden path.
Watch out! They're coming!
Sis, be quiet!
Go right! They're gonna get you!
Both of you, sit further away from the TV!
What about college?
Have you decided?
I only just started high school, Grandma.
Oh, right. Of course.
Minori and Makio both chose early, so I couldn't help myself.
My mom did?
Sure did. Minori was always my best listener.
We used to chat together all the time.
Unlike, you know...
I'll go help Makio-chan.
You don't want to relax a bit longer?
I'll be right back.
Makio-chan?
Mom—
Asa?
Something wrong?
You've been in my sister's room before, right?
Why not take something back if you want?
Did something come up with my mom?
Not really.
Okay.
Do you hate Grandma too, Makio-chan?
I don't hate everyone, you know...
But I have to admit... she's become dull and snide.
Maybe it's because we left home, Dad died,
and she began spending more time alone.
Dull and snide...
Before, she used to compliment us.
She'd say Minori was caring, and I was self-sufficient.
But somewhere along the line,
it turned into Minori lacking independence and me being cold.
And that made me sad.
But I remember Grandma saying...
How could you die before your own mother?
She cried so much.
I remember thinking she really cared about Mom.
If you felt that, that's what matters.
I wonder what Mom was really like.
What she used to think about...
That's not something you'd know even if she were alive.
Because we're two different people?
Asa...
Remember her as the mother you love.
I don't share my subjective view of her for that reason.
Guess I'll go have some tea.
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