Journey to the Shore (Kishibe no tabi / 岸辺の旅) (岸辺の旅)

Once more from the top.

Easy, not too rushed.

Here you go, Shiori.

Shiori is taking your lessons for two years now?

Yes.

Do you think Shiori can continue on like this?

She's doing the best she can.

I honestly think you are taking it a bit too easy.

It can be...

It can be a little more rhythmic.

It's a happy song.

It seems like your pace doesn't match the rhythm.

I wonder if that's the cause...

why she makes so many mistakes.

Flour for 'shiratama' dumpling

500 yen and your receipt. -Thank you.

Thank you.

Welcome home.

How long has it been? -Three years.

I took a long time.

Yusuke, your shoes.

Nothing has changed here.

O, shiratama.

Do you want to eat them? -Sure.

Thanks.

I'm digging in.

It's hot. -Careful.

Delicious.

Did I scare you? -Yes...

You're...

I died.

ln the sea near Toyama.

My corpse has been devoured by the crabs.

That's why they never found anything.

I see.

I was sick then. -Was that my fault?

Ofcourse not.

I was stressed out because of work.

It was a strange ordeal.

It went by so fast.

After the first step there's no going back.

You're gasping for air while being pulled down.

My intuition told me you drowned.

But I didn't suffer.

That's good.

l think so.

Thanks for the meal.

l looked everywhere for you.

Near temples, in churches...

in big parks...

between the homeless near the riverbanks.

Did you think to find me there? -l had no choice.

You shouldn't have looked for me.

You didn't want me to?

ls my room empty? -No, it's still like it was.

I had to look through your stuff though.

Listen...

Yusuke, wait. Wait up.

Yusuke.

Yusuke. Yu…

Why are you panicking? -Where are you?

Why are you sitting there?

I feel good here.

Can I turn on the light?

It's already on. -Can I make it a little brighter?

Come sit with me.

It was a long journey.

Many deceased are on the road.

Some get tired...

and decide to settle somewhere.

But as soon as they lose themselves...

they leave just as sudden.

What a strange dream.

What... You're really here?

Yes.

Do you blame me?

For what?

That I didn't notice...

that you were sick.

You couldn't have known.

I only knew at the final moment.

I suddenly became desperate.

No one could have stopped me.

I had some bad luck, nothing more.

Your shoes again.

Never mind.

I don't care.

Stay here, forever.

Mizuki...

Do you want to come with me?

Whereto?

I know many beautiful places.

Not on the other side. Real places.

Many people took care of me.

Some I abandoned.

Will we be gone for a while?

Yes.

JOURNEY TO THE SHORE

What's that?

Shinto prayers. -Show me.

Come on, show me.

Prayer manual

Did you write these? -Yes.

One hundered times, the priest told me, to pray for your safe return.

Did you believe that? -Not really, but...

I was willing to try anything.

What sloppy writing. Outragious.

I wrote with everthing I had.

You better take them with you then.

Whenever you want to go back, burn them.

What happens than?

We'll know when you burn them.

So if I don't want to go back, I shouldn't burn them?

Do we rent a car?

I burned my license. -Really?

Let's take the train. -Is that possible?

Why not? -You know why.

Me?

No problem. l walked home.

So not by train. -No, that's right.

I'll go and ask.

Excuse me, I want to travel to Yaga.

To Yaga? ln that case...

Masahiko! I'm sorry.

It should be around here somewhere.

What's the address? -No idea.

Yusuke.

Let's go back if you don't remember. We'll return when we're better prepared.

Don't you think?

I know for sure it's around here somewhere.

Come on.

It's mr. Shimakage.

Mr. Shimakage! Come on.

Wait!

Mr. Shimakage!

It's been a while.

O, it's you, Yu.

Yes.

I remember you.

This is my wife.

Really?

I'm Mizuki.

Mr. Shimakage took care of me.

You've come just in time.

That thing is acting up again.

As expected.

Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.

You two are a bad fit.

Now it turns on.

I'm only a small paper deliverer...

but after Yu came along, business expoded.

He was heaven sent.

Are you staying over?

Ehm.

You'd better.

Let me make dinner then.

Not too salty?

No, not at all.

Good.

l really don't understand these shows anymore.

What do you think of her?

Huh?

Do you think she looks like her?

O.

Honestly it's a little disapointing.

Really?

She doesn't look at all.

Yusuke, did you work here?

Yes, but not that long.

As a paper delivery boy? -Yes.

I can hardly believe it.

It does one good, such an ordered life.

Say... -What?

You we're talking how I didn't look like someone. Who were you talking about?

His wife. She ran away. l thought you looked like her.

Really? -Yes.

It was just an idea.

l promised to take you along.

And his wife?

She's missing.

She's probably enjoying life somewhere else.

Mr. Shimakage is like me.

Really. -How do you know?

How I know? I can just feel it.

Does he know about you?

No, he doesn't even realise that he's dead.

Maybe his sense of duty won't allow it.

That doesn't explain everything.

When I was working here a while, I had a violent dream.

After that I knew how he died.

A scary dream.

Let's sleep.

Ok.

Can I help? -Yes, that's alright.

Lately my fingers are not that flexible anymore.

Use these.

Ok.

l put the flyers in...

Like this? -Fine. Take it easy.

Ok.