The Last Supper (最後の晩餐)

The need for meat.

It is an extreme ecstasy derived from eating it.

May I sit?

Please.

I want to eat you.

You can.

Really?

Eat me.

We'll do about three at a time.

We can't have too many people. We can't keep up.

Okay. Roppongi at seven o'clock. Bye.

We're ready.

- Then can we shoot? - Yes.

- Let's start. - Yes.

- Best regards. - Best regards.

Is everybody ready?

Stand by for a roll.

Camera is rolling.

Five seconds to action.

Four...three...two...one...

Cue.

Wow. Pretty serious from the morning.

I always eat a proper breakfast.

What is this dish?

It can be called Escalope, Gypsy's Daughter.

Is it French food?

Yes, it is.

- Please. - Thank you.

Let's try it.

- Delicious! - lsn't it?

This meat is superb!

Moist and with body.

What is this meat?

What do you think?

Well...

Is the meat of a woman.

No! Stop kidding. It's still morning.

I get it from a special connection.

- I can't give it away. - Is that so?

Whoever becomes your wife will be happy to be able to eat like this every day.

By the way, do you have a girlfriend?

I'm looking.

Did you all hear that?

Not just plastic surgery, he's a great cook!

Dr. Yuji Kotorida is very eligible.

Wow. Superb!

Everything looks so expensive.

Can we shoot the contents later?

Go ahead.

What else can we shoot...

My management changed.

This time, they're more established.

Really. That's great.

Congratulations.

Thank you very much.

Doctor.

This refrigerator...

Hands off!

Sorry.

I have things inside that I want sealed from the air.

Oh. I see.

Excuse me.

Light is ready.

All right.

- Well, doctor, please step over here. - Yes.

Since when did people start calling you "God-Hand"?

I don't know.

One after the other, the entertainers I operated on became stars

and the reputation spread.

Let me take care of this lint.

AKlMOTO COSMETlC SURGERY

- Come in. - Excuse me.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Best regards. - Hello.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Hello. - Best regards.

You are Dr. Kotorida's colleagues?

Yes. I'm Akimoto.

I'm Yanagihara.

She is the daughter of the owner of this clinic.

Oh, excuse me.

I'm Tomino.

I'm pleased.

Have you known Dr. Kotorida for a while?

Yes. We went to the same university.

Their fates are tied together.

Must have been popular.

What?

When Dr. Kotorida was a student.

I guess you could say that.

- Say... - Huh?

He was a different person.

We should have shown his past photos on TV.

I might have our class picture at my house.

Really?

- In her case... - Yes?

- her jaw bone sticks out. - Yes.

By carving this, she will have smooth lines.

- It becomes sharp. - Yes.

I'd like to have that done too.

To make it smooth.

You already are.

You think so?

Doctor?

Oh. Thank you.

Superb, as always.

Your touch is completely different from other doctors.

Doctor...

Huh?

To me, you are God.

Doctor...

Huh?

That television reporter was our patient.

Yes. That's right.

Are you seeing her?

I'm not seeing her.

Doctor...tonight, if you'd like...

Sorry, I have a previous engagement.

Am I that unattractive?

Not at all. I really have a prior engagement.

I don't have relations with my patients.

The television people are leaving.

My husband says I'd look ten years younger

if I got rid of the wrinkles around the eyes and a face lift.

Is that so?

That is so.

That's good to hear.

I'm happy.

Well...Can you fix this too?

Yes?

Hello?

Hello?

What do you mean, "urgent business"?

I have my circumstances too.

You could think about me a little more.

I'll wait. Can't you come?

This is the worst.

Would you care to drink with me?

I don't want to drink alone.

Am I intruding?

Please excuse me.

Wait...

Just a little bit...

Most women drop their guard when they hear I'm a cosmetic surgeon.

When I share the cosmetic secrets of entertainers...

it is more effective.

I first relax them with small talk.

I listen well and they start telling me their everyday problems.

This woman, who was stood up by her boyfriend,

does not turn me down.

THE NEED FOR MEAT, lT lS THE...

THE NEED FOR MEAT, lT lS THE DESlRE TO EAT THE MEAT OF THE ONE YOU LOVE.

THE DlARY OF A CANNlBAL

DEC. 1 (SAT): UNTlL I CAME UPON THlS MEAT, I CONSTANTLY DESPAlRED AND...

...and was on edge all the time.

My parents never loved me.

I was born with bad legs.

I became withdrawn.

I was so quiet and introverted that I hated myself.

I, who was having to repeat the same class...

was hired by her father's clinic out of sympathy.

To be frank, I was baggage.

But on that day...

my fate changed in a drastic way.

I impulsively stole the fat.

I cooked it at home.

It didn't taste good.

The material injected before the liposuction such as...

the saline solution,

anti-coagulants,

and anesthesia

made it bitter, salty,

... Iike medicine. It was a peculiar taste.

But for the first time, I was fulfilled.

Now that I think about it,

after having tried eating everything,

it was the forbidden fruit I always craved.

I could no longer think of eating beef or pork.

It became repulsive, like bestiality with a cow or pig.

A small amount of fat and a salad...

in addition to supplements,

breathing exercises to stave off hunger.

My senses became sharper.

It was an incredible experience.

But the more I ate, the more I wanted to eat a real woman.

By accident...

No. More like a hyena smelling out dead meat...

my senses, which were acclimated to flesh,

perhaps smelled out its presence.

BLOODLETTlNG

It took half a day to dismember the body.

I stored the various edible parts in the refrigerator.

Since then,

at least once a day,

I cook and eat a woman's meat.

It is the equivalent of having intercourse with a woman once a day.

Those were days of satisfaction.

I wanted to eat more.

I was limited to the meat I had and saved it.

Don't you think Dr. Kotorida has been looking good?