Case File N° 221: Kabukicho (歌舞伎町シャーロック)

"Tokyo 7th Prison"

You look a little different than usual today.

I've dressed up like a yakuza wife for the occasion.

Thanks for coming.

I thought you'd all forgotten about me.

I'm sorry it took so long.

It was hard to get permission to cross the ward border.

What happened to your face?

I tripped, is what the records say.

That's ridiculous!

You wouldn't get a bruise like that from a fall.

It's nothing.

You're such a worrywart, Watson.

Of course I'm worried.

You're still a kid!

The guys inside got to you, huh?

I demand to see the warden!

Quiet! Or I'll end the interview!

Just you try!

I'll tell everyone that Warden Goro

--Are you alone? --is a pervert who likes to wear

--Are you alone? --a woman's thong and has thick chest hair!

--Yeah. --a woman's thong and has thick chest hair!

--I have people looking after me. --Hey! Be quiet!

Hang in there.

The people are calling you a hero.

Thanks.

But I killed a man.

I have to atone for that.

"Koyoru's Collection of Superstitions" This is a present from Sherlock.

"Koyoru's Collection of Superstitions" Nobody would want to read this but Sherlock!

Think about what somebody else might want to read--

"First Moonlit Night"

Hey, what were you trying to do?

I'm sorry! My mom and dad are sick! So...

I don't care if your father broke every bone in his body and is at death's door

or if your mother has stage 4 cancer.

It's not my problem.

You piece of shit four-eyes smarty-pants!

Dummy! Jerk-face!

I'm so worried.

About what?

Moriarty, of course.

I'm not worried.

Why not? Your friend is--

Hello?

Brother?

You don't have the right to call me brother.

Of course. Sorry.

What do you want, Mycroft?

Ward Mayor Moran is not popular on the East Side.

I'm here to ask Mrs. Hudson to help gather votes, and stopped in.

The election's not for another six months.

Elections aren't as simple as you think they are.

Even a year isn't enough.

I'll be coming to the East Side constantly from now on.

Well, you don't need to come see me.

Leave.

Don't talk that way when he was nice enough to come visit.

I'm going to use your bathroom.

Go ahead.

This one's the bathroom.

Of course.

I'll make some coffee.

Why not be a little nicer?

We'll be talking to him a lot about Moriarty.

By the way, I went to see Moriarty--I mean, James.

He was being abused.

We've heard the same reports.

We're doing all we can.

"Sherlock"

That's the sign that a new job's come in.

I'm not going this time.

No, let's do it.

If we're not doing something, we'll just be thinking about Moriarty.

So did you contact the police?

Of course!

"Client" But they won't do a thing!

It's been three days since he went missing!

My brother must have been killed!

Calm down.

I'm sorry.

What happened?

My brother went to Kooriyama in Fukushima Prefecture to fish with a friend.

But only the friend returned.

The friend said they went bass fishing in different boats,

and my brother never came back.

The friend killed him! I know it!

That's not enough to say he was murdered...

Did they go fishing in Asakanuma?

H-Huh? Yes.

How did you know?

And your brother was in an illicit relationship with the friend's wife.

How did you know?

It's just like Koheiji the Living!

What do you mean?

I'm taking the job!

Okay...

Hey, we have to do this in order!

Shut up!

There's no time for orders here, dork!

-Hey, old man! You look pretty happy!

--He's acting pretty happy, --Hey, old man! You look pretty happy!

--but I'm sure he's really down --Hey, old man! You look pretty happy!

--but I'm sure he's really down --Of course! How could I not be,

--over what happened with Moriarty. --Of course! How could I not be,

--over what happened with Moriarty. --given the circumstances?

--So when did you go to work --given the circumstances?

for Ward Mayor Moran, brother?

I told you that you don't have the right to call me brother.

Sorry.

I've been his personal secretary for five years.

Then you've known the two of them for a long time.

The Holmes family is one of the West Side's oldest and most established.

Many geniuses have come from our line.

Sherlock's no exception.

"#1 Sherlock Holmes" Sherlock's no exception.

But one day he left the house,

saying he was dying of boredom each day.

And he ended up here in Kabukicho.

"Kabukicho 221st Avenue" And he ended up here in Kabukicho.

The disorder in this town must have felt like freedom to him.

"Koheiji the Living"

I came to get him, after a while, but he said some strange nonsense,

"Koheiji the Living" "Lamphouse Koyoru" I came to get him, after a while, but he said some strange nonsense,

"Koheiji the Living" "Lamphouse Koyoru" about the human heart being impossible to calculate, and thus interesting.

--Get out of here, you broke loser! --And it was none other than

--Get out of here, you broke loser! --Koheiji looking at us

with the shadow of the lamp cast across his face...

Does Koheiji intend to kill me?

No idea. I'm not thinking about that.

I'm sure it'll go well.

Hey, you're a scary woman... You're the one who made them kill Koheiji!

Well, would you look at that.

A storyteller!

Wait... Wait!

Walk a little slower, so I can keep up!

I'm in a hurry! A hurry!

I've spent five years watching you since Mrs. Hudson asked me to.

But all you ever do is copy others.

I've never seen your own rakugo.

Something's missing.

"Something" tells me nothing.

You'll just have to find out what it is yourself.

I think it's best if you not come back.

Wait... Wait!

Walk a little slower, so I can keep up!

I'm in a hurry! A hurry!

That's Koheiji the Living, right?

The tempo, the rhythm, the pauses...

You were doing Master Koyoru's version, right?

Here.

But you can't make a living off rakugo like that.

The characters seem flat. Not alive.

It's probably because you don't have a heart yourself.

But because you don't have a heart, you want to know what a heart is.

So you're doing rakugo to find a clue to what it is, huh?

I like your rakugo.