Love Doesn't Matter to Me (愛されなくても別に)

The mascots for the upcoming Tokyo Olympic and Paralympic Games will be decided by schoolchildren from across the country.

16,769 elementary schools were asked to cast one vote per class, and option A's duo won with over 100,000 votes.

Choosing the mascots to represent Japan wasn't easy. We all put a lot of thought into it.

We picked the mascots–

Welcome.

That'll be 463 yen, please.

There you are.

Thank you.

Hello.

Oh, Miyata-chan, hey.

Thank you for visiting us today.

We will soon be closing.

We look forward to seeing you again soon.

From May 1st, 2019, Japan will change from the Heisei era to the Reiwa era.

What is it?

I told you, I'm at university!

Yeah, third period.

Class is starting, I'm hanging up.

Yeah, okay.

Okay!

Alright everyone. Come on, sit down.

Got it!

- 18,924… - Look at it this way,

cabbages are a seasonal crop, but we're able to buy them throughout the year.

That's because many vegetables are being produced year-round.

So, what is a year-round supply? What exactly is meant by that term?

Take a look at this diagram. Here we have Tokyo's Central Wholesale Market–

Excuse me.

I missed the last lecture,

could I please have a copy of the handouts?

Sorry, I don't do catch-ups if you missed class.

Uh... but it was because of a stomach bug–

We only accept absences if you obtained proper permission.

As explained during orientation.

No exceptions.

Right. I'm sorry.

Damnit, damnit!

Shit.

Hīro!

Come here a sec.

Welcome home, Hīro.

Whoa, you really do have a kid.

Wanna drink with us?

Hey, no, she can't. She's only 19.

19? Then she's probably already started drinking.

You in university?

To be honest, I wanted her to start working straight out of highschool.

But, well, she insisted.

Oh, so you have a soft spot for your daughter, Ai-san?

How cute.

You the type to worry over where she is?

I made it clear I'd only let her if the commute was less than thirty minutes.

And, she'd have to pay for her tuition and living expenses herself.

Mom, the gas bill–

Hey, Miyata-chan. You enjoying living life?

You take shifts here six days a week, you grab other temp jobs,

it's like you exist to earn money.

You make like, what, 200,000 yen a month?

Plus, you still live at home, right? You must have a ton saved up.

I'm paying to live there.

The heck? Usually uni kids get money from their folks, not the other way around.

Actually, I'm kinda curious,

Why'd you pick uni over a full-time job?

So I can apply somewhere decent.

You need a degree to get a good job.

That's all?

That's all.

Yeah, you're really not the type of girl I usually hang with, Miyata-chan.

Evening.

Speaking of types of girl I don't usually hang with, same goes for Enaga-san.

Hey.

Heeey.

Make me something to eat.

Sorry mom.

I've got class today in the afternoon, so...

Is it okay if you just have one of these?

No way,

I want a toasted sandwich.

With a cup of coffee.

Look! Rare pull!

Can't you do that after eating?

Huh?

Uh?

Hey, Hīro,

don't you think you've been lazy lately?

Hm?

How long's it been since you last did the cleaning?

Don't go slacking off just because you're in university, okay?

I'm not, I'm not.

There it is.

Oh, right.

For this month.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

Thanks.

Not gonna finish eating?

I've gotta get going.

You can have the rest.

Love you, Hīro.

Um... Miyata-san?

Yeah?

We're having a class-wide drinking party soon.

Everyone'll be there, are you coming?

Drinking with you guys would lose me at least 3,000 yen.

I'll pass, it'd be a waste of time and money.

Told ya there was no point inviting her.

C'mon, let's go.

Evening, got a delivery for you.

Good evening.

Um... could you man the register while I handle the delivery?

Excuse me...

Huh?

The register, please.

Oh, sure thing.

Alright, if you could please sign here.

Got it.

Proof of age is required for this purchase.

Excuse me...

I need to see some ID please, for the age verification.

Ah, here.

I get it.

Okay, I said I get it!

Class is starting, I'm hanging up.

Excuse me...

You're in Takahashi-sensei's Economics class, right? On Thursdays?

I am, yes.

I missed a class last month, so,

is it okay if I take a photo of the handouts?

And if I were to let you...

What'd be in it for me?

Uh... nothing.

Sorry for asking. I'll just buy them second-hand.

Second-hand?

Hey, you can't do that. That's cheating!

To start with, you–

Sorry, what's your name?

It's Miyata.

So, Miyata-san, why did you miss class?

Well... I had to cover a shift at my part-time job.

Seriously...

You're in university, you should be capable of managing your time.

You need to stop slacking off and be more responsible–

Okay, I won't ask you again.

Kimura. It's Kimura.

I won't ask you again, Kimura-san. And I won't buy them.

I'll just ask someone else I know.

Surely the only reason you came to me is because you don't have anyone to ask?

No, there's someone. I just forgot.

Who?

Enaga-san.

By Enaga, you mean...

Enaga Miyabi?

You're friends with her?

Uh, no... we're not really friends or anything.

Phew, thank goodness.

You're better off keeping your distance from her.

Okay fine, I get it.

If your next best option is Enaga Miyabi, I'll help you out.

Uh... just one thing,

what's so bad about Enaga-san?

Enaga-san.

Your father, is it true he's a...

Sorry, one more time?

Is it true your father is a murderer?

You only just heard that now? You don't have many friends, do you?

Uni students are, for the most part, happy people.

They're often unaware of how happy their lives are.

Me, I don't feel like I can get along with happy people.

So you're saying you're unhappy, then?

Why's that? Problems at home?

Well, I'd be lying if I said no.

You live with your folks?

It's just me and my mom.

I see.

You should treat your mom well, since you're living together.

You could easily end up killing each other.

Enaga-san,

have you ever wanted to kill them? Your parents, I mean.

Yeah, on two occasions.

First, when my father forced himself on me.

And second, when my mother told me to do sex work.

- Seven Stars Soft, please. - Got it.

That'll be 500 yen.

Thank you very much.

It's all true, by the way.

It'd be a waste not to be open about it.

A waste of what?

How for my whole life, my parents took advantage of me.

Makes for a good story.

Thanks for helping me out.

Well then...

Wait!

I'm wondering how I'd go about getting a part-time job.

Weren't you telling me off before for the fact I'm working?

I'm quite capable of balancing my responsibilities.

Why're you asking me, though?

I don't trust the internet.

And I'd rather not work somewhere where I don't know anyone.

Then ask one of your friends to set you up.

I don't have any.

At university, I mean.