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Welcome to Tokiwa "Sumo Town"

Written by Kankuro Kudo

Yokozuna Taxi

Tadanobu Asano

Kazuki Kitamura

Yoko Maki

Gigolo Club

Aimi Satsukawa

Yoko Minamino

Yusuke Santamaria

Directed by Hideaki Hosono

The story was serialized in this magazine...

then published as a book. Didn't you know?

Women don't read such filth.

We're a major publication selling 800,000 copies a week.

What's wrong?

Jesus... it's pissing down.

No kiddie sumo tomorrow.

I'll help myself to mayonnaise.

What's this?

Who's the chick?

This is a gigolo club, right?

Yes.

Where are the gigolos?

Here!

Any here?

Only Mr. Eda himself.

There were once 10 of 'em.

But they all quit.

Once, "number one"...

now, "only one". Nicely put.

Want some squid, honey?

I'm looking for someone.

Do you know Dekogawa Ryuji, the writer?

You're Mr. Okamoto, right?

Do you know Dekogawa Ryuji?

Yes, I do.

No, I don't!

- Which is it? - What?

What do you mean, "what"... and why lie?

Who are you?

Squid mayo on my pants!

Luckily missing my tentacles!

She's from the Weekly Digest...

I'm Shizuka. Mr. Dekogawa's editor.

"Dumb... Dumb..."

"Dumb Creature"?

Have you read it?

I'm not the book-reading type.

It's been nominated for a big prize.

We called with the good news.

It went to voice mail.

We visited him but he'd not been home in months.

Super Heavy - Gigolo Club

The papers made it into quite a story.

Top Writer Missing

Find him or we'll never win another prize. Got it?

Yes.

I found out he was from here.

In 1969. You, he and Mr. Eda were classmates.

It's a small town of under 10,000. He's a local lad made good.

In light of this, I repeat.

Are you familiar with Mr. Dekogawa?

I'm familiar.

Eda, big news!

What? I'm in training.

Apparently Deko's back!

- Deko? - Yeah.

Mom saw him in the supermarket yesterday.

Which one?

Dunno... why do you ask?

I'm not familiar.

Why do you lie to me?

'Cause you're yelling at me...

I'm not mad. Just asking a question.

What are you doing?

For chrissakes...

Why did you just touch me?

No idea. Maybe the way you thrust them at me.

I did not thrust them.

Then just because they were there.

You're not grown-up enough to stop yourself?

No idea. I just did it. Deal with it!

I'm supposed to accept that?

No idea. They were just there.

What's your problem?

It's just...

it's the first time I've been groped by a cop.

Let it go. My job's got nothing to do with it.

What's going on?

Hi, I'm Nora.

I'm so hungry.

Who's this? A customer?

May I have your name again?

Little me?

I'm Nora.

You should know, then.

Voila.

Your handwriting, correct?

It was found in Dekogawa's office.

Don't assume I'm a gullible female.

She said "voila".

Please don't mention that.

"Don't try any funny business".

I didn't say that!

Voila.

Sorry to be late.

Well, thanks for visiting this shit-hole in a downpour.

I'm Eda, the owner. Nora, Dom Perignon for the lady.

- Alrighty. - Don't worry about me.

Oh, she's from the Weekly...

Yes, yes... something about a missing writer?

I didn't see any articles about it, though.

Just nude pics of my mistress...

Really?

I thought she looked familiar.

God, how I missed the excitement...!

There goes an injection of excitement.

May we get down to the matter at hand?

Of course.

This is our contract with Mr. Dekogawa.

Look here.

Mr. Eda, you are named as the recipient of royalties.

It has your seal on it, too.

He went missing after it was settled.

This amounts to undeniable evidence that you were somehow involved.

You're saying that I'm a suspect.

That I killed the novelist.

Speaking plainly, yes.

I did kill him.

25 years ago.

It's no laughing matter.

Where is he?

Now, now, Miss Shizuka, don't start thrusting your tits about.

When was it that Deko came back?

Eda, don't...

He was here, then?

Your kid was still in elementary school, right?

Maybe last summer...

July, maybe...

World's No. 1 Gigolo

Closing up?

Closing already?

Not really. We just opened...

That was a tough break. Attacked by crows...

Are you... Deko?

Hey, Eda.

Huh, Deko?

Hey, Oka...

Oka... Okada, right?

No, no, it's Okamoto.

I'm Okamoto!

Imagine getting attacked by crows...

You already said that.

Can I come in?

Yes, sure.

I can, right?

Sure. It's just kinda weird.

After 25 years... No kiddin'... you are Deko, right?

Why the big pause just now?

It's just "Deko"... haven't heard that name in ages.

I just said, 25 years.

So you smoke, huh?

No, I don't.

It is Deko after all.

Deko, is beer okay?

"Beer"?

Oh... I know, beer.

It is Deko...

This is my girl, Junko.

Please.

She's ugly.

Don't mind Deko, eh?

You haven't changed.

Why today?

Why did you suddenly turn up?

Deko?

Why, all of a sudden?

On a whim, after the crow attack, eh?

It's not important. Let's toast.

I got changed.

Looks good.

I'm putting her to work as a sumo bunny-girl.

What for?

Who is she?

What's your name again?

I'm Nora.

Got to work off her debt for all the Dom Peri she guzzled.

Hey, Deko... she takes your fancy?

I'm going home.

Why?

Maybe a little longer.

Of course. After so many years.

I was attacked by crows. They're jet-black, you know...