There is Light (暗闇から手をのばせ)

Are you nervous?

Not at all.

It's time.

Put that out.

Yes, sir.

There is Light

Hello.

She's new?

You're a valued client, Mr. Mizutani.

Help me.

OK.

We're moving you to the bed.

Here you go.

Lift the blanket.

Right.

Are you ready?

OK, here we go.

One, two, three!

Grab his legs.

Are you OK?

There.

She's new so go easy on her.

Sure, Manager.

Excuse me.

Take care of him.

I'm Saori. Nice to meet you.

Allow me.

Don't you like it?

Well... It's amazing...

I have Progressive muscular dystrophy.

Know of it?

I've heard of it...

My muscles are wasting away.

It's like my batteries are dying.

Our life expectancy is 30. I'm 34.

I don't have much longer.

It's my body so I can do what I want with it.

No one will stop me.

I see.

Let's begin.

Go on.

OK.

My best friend wasn't even 20 when he died from the same disease.

He wanted to touch a woman's breast just once.

He was just a kid.

If he was alive he could have touched mine all he liked.

When you die, everything ends.

Been an escort for long?

Yes.

Why did you answer my ad?

Servicing disabled guys sounded easy.

Immobile men are less of a threat.

I see.

- That was yummy. - Good.

Did you always work with the disabled?

Do you make more from them?

Yeah.

In Japan

3.4 million disabled adults live at home.

Really?

3,480,000 of them.

That's a lot.

Statistically there must be over 10,000 in this town.

Where are they?

You don't see them in the streets, do you?

No.

Japan is disability-unfriendly so they stay home.

10,000 disabled people are hiding under those roofs.

Not many escort agencies cater to the disabled.

I can monopolize the market.

It has potential to become huge.

It occurred to me when I was a care provider.

Is that right?

Sure is.

The next guy is demanding but don't let it bother you.

OK.

You new?

Yes, I'm Saori.

Nice.

Come here.

- Come to me. - OK.

Come here and sit down.

Hug me.

Come on.

Hug me.

That's right. You're adorable.

Good, hug me tighter.

Well...

Don't be nervous.

Hug me.

Come on, hug me tight.

- You're Saori? - Yes.

Take me to the bed.

Huh?

To the bed.

- But... - Come on, it'll be okay.

I can't do it alone...

Sir.

As I suggested before...

And as I've told you

when I get a girl from your place

I don't see why a guy has to tag along!

It's strange! I'm not into threesomes.

- It's strange! - Yes.

I get flaccid.

I'm sorry.

If you're sorry, leave!

Hang in there.

Don't be nervous. He knows what his girls do.

He knows.

Don't be nervous. It's OK!

That's the girl, you're doing fine. Take it off.

- OK. - Get closer.

That's the trick.

Yes. And with love.

True love.

One, two...

Almost!

Closer!

Nice and close.

Oh, you're adorable!

Excellent!

I'll lift you now, sir.

Saori.

This is how it always ends up.

New girls can't handle me. I hate the lift.

Are you OK?

Of course not! You're too slow!

Do I get charged for this?

I... uh... well.

It's on me.

Really?

- I'm beginning to like you. - Thank you.

Come on, Saori! Come here!

I'll back up a little.

Saori!

Arthrogryposis multiplex congenita.

What?

Arthrogryposis multiplex congenita. Say it.

Is that a tongue twister?

Kind of! Try and say it.

Arthrogryp... osis... con... genital?

Hopeless! You even said genital.

You really did!

It's arthrogryposis multiplex congenita.

That's what I have.

It's the same in German too.

Sounds like a diet pill

or something they put in toothpaste.

1 in 10,000 people gets it.

That's the odds of you getting it.

It's not so rare.

It's like the odds of becoming a pop singer.

That's my disease.

Anyway, I have a question for you.

Do you feel sorry for us?

Well...

Um... I don't know.

What? You're working with the disabled so you need to know.

No idea?

Too bad.

People with disabilities, I for one...

Since we're born we are looked at with sympathy.

Normal folks feel sorry for us.

They put us in a "pitiful" category.

But...

I often wonder if we really are.

You see...

When I was born

the doctor looked at me and asked my parents,

"You want a stillbirth?"

- Understand? - Yes.

He meant that he could pretend I'd died at birth.

- Right. - The doc said that.

Dad was furious.

So was Mom. She said, "I won't let you kill my boy!"

She told the doc that they'd raise me despite the difficulties.

And that's what they did.

That's why I've lived to a ripe old age.

No thanks to the doctor.

That's my life story.

I had the support of my parents and relatives.

At least I was born with my family's blessings.

Now tell me.

Does a disabled man like me deserve pity

or does a girl like you?

Know what I mean?

You see, the way I see it...

I'm sorry to say this but

you go around sucking strangers' penises.

You sell your body but

nobody stops you.

Am I right?

Is there anyone?

I guess not.

But you can forget about that!

Your pretty face put me in a philosophical mood.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

What really matters is that our differences

put us on equal terms.