SING "YESTERDAY" FOR ME (イエスタデイをうたって)

Hey.

I've lived in this area for a while.

I never knew you worked at the convenience store, though.

Have we met before?

Oh, right, I dyed my hair.

We were in the same second-year class in high school.

Yuzuhara Chika.

Do you remember now?

I remembered that I didn't want to remember.

Good.

I'm actually in a bit of a bind.

I haven't been keeping up with rent, and I got kicked out.

It can't be a coincidence that we bumped into each other.

Would you mind giving me a place to stay, just for tonight?

Music Room

Sing "Yesterday" for Me

Sorry, Uozumi.

You never did understand me.

What?

You know Yuzuhara?

I've never talked to her, though.

She was a member in one of my buddies' bands.

I've seen her here a few times, too.

Really?

I think she had a nickname...

The Great Destroyer.

Every band she joined ended up falling apart over relationship drama.

They all disbanded over it.

I think I can see that.

She was a diligent student in high school, working on committees and stuff.

Then stories about her started going around,

and by the time she graduated, there was even a victims 'association for her.

I have no idea why she dumped me back then.

I'm amazed, though.

There's the pretty lady you have a crush on, there's Haru-chan,

and now you've run into your ex.

Why don't you get back together with her?

Why are you enjoying this so much?

Because it's not my problem.

That was in the past.

And she left this time, too.

Sorry to make you do this for me.

Too late.

I'm pretty sure I know your wiring better than I know my own now.

I guess I had you do it every time I moved when we were in school.

What happened to that kid?

Isn't this a job for him?

You mean Rou-kun?

I wouldn't feel right using my students to do my grunt work.

I see.

Well, I wouldn't mind helping out with your cables whenever you need it.

Okay. Thanks.

Sure.

The door's unlocked.

Welcome home.

I just finished making dinner.

How did you get in?

The usual way.

There was a spare key by the door.

I borrowed it on my way out.

Ta-da!

I made it using the leftovers that were in the fridge.

Oh, and I bought the stuff in the miso soup myself.

I sautéed some of the vegetables that were the fridge.

And the eggs were nearly expired, so I used all of them.

Eggs with green onions, huh?

Like it?

It's good.

It is, but...

Do you plan on squatting here?

I hope to be in your care.

I won't allow it!

Just a month.

No, just three weeks.

I found a job, too.

I'll leave as soon as I get my pay.

What kind of job?

Playing piano at reception halls and stuff.

Yeah? I guess you were good at piano.

So, why me?

I don't have many girl friends or anything,

And my other exes have girlfriends.

What if I have one?

You don't. I can tell from the way your room looks.

Come on, please?

Your ex-girlfriend is in a pinch. Help me out.

You dumped me after just four months.

I rely on him whenever it's convenient.

That's not fair, trying to be friends.

Am I being selfish?

Morinome-sensei?

Yes?

Chemistry Prep Room

Where are you going?

You walked past the prep room.

Oh, right...

Hey, I have some booze from my friend in Niigata that I've been holding on to.

Want to have some with me?

There's a studio my acquaintance runs that's short on staff.

Want to try working there?

Are you firing me?

That's not it. I'm suggesting this for your sake.

If you want to become a professional photographer,

you ought to check it out.

He's right, though.

Working part-time at convenience stores

and galleries isn't going to get me anywhere.

But still...

Welcome home.

We're having gyoza tonight.

Just a second.

I'll get all this cleaned up.

I wouldn't mind.

But I have to turn off the stove.

Wait, Uozumi...

What's wrong?

I think you have a fever.

You hold your liquor pretty well, Morinome-sensei.

Have one more.

What about that person from work you were talking about?

I think I should stop, Morita-sensei.

Not a chance.

Oh, come on.

What about you, Morinome-sensei?

Huh?

I don't have anyone.

Oh, please!

I really don't.

You aren't going home until you tell us the truth.

Please stop refilling my glass...

I think you should go to the hospital.

I don't like hospitals.

It's not the hospitals, is it?

It's the needles.

You've always been that way.

Why do you remember all the stupid stuff?

I made some congee. Can you eat?

Thanks.

I'll have some, too.

What's the red stuff?

Pickled plum.

I thought it'd give it a refreshing touch.

I never knew you were good at cooking, Mizuhara.

I learned to cook when I started living by myself.

I'm surprised those parents of yours let you live on your own.

They didn't.

I half left by force.

Who could tolerate being given a 7:00 curfew as a grown-up?

A bit late for your rebellious phase, isn't it?

Say what you will.

But I have a job now, thanks to them forcing me to learn piano.

Ironic, isn't it?

Do you want to be a photographer, Uozumi?

It's not like you can become one just because you want to.

I see.

Seriously, they were all dogging on me.

You're in love with your late lover!

That's so pure.