The Novelist (2018–2019): Season 1, Episode 6 - At the end of Love and Reason - full transcript
Haruhiko ran to Kijima's house, after he found out the truth behind the lies. He had decided to be Kijima's support, when he appeared to be so lonely, and sad. However, when he arrived at Kijima's house, Kijima was gone.
Give me...
[Original work by Maki Maruhondo: The Pornographer]
...that key, please.
[Original work by Maki Maruhondo: The Pornographer]
I am...
going to see him even if I have to break that chain.
I came out so strongly,
but what should I say when I see him?
An email?
[From Rio Kijima. No Subject]
[The Novelist]
[Finale: At the End of Lust and Reason]
On that day,
when your bicycle
crashed into me,
while I was walking aimlessly,
I had a strong wish
as I felt the pain shoot up my arm.
That was that
my hand would be paralyzed
and I would be unable to write.
Are you okay!?
Hold onto me.
I'm ok--
Are you okay?
I was...
very disappointed that...
it wasn't my dominant hand.
There's a hospital nearby. Let's go.
It's just a bit further.
It hurts, doesn't it?
I truly had no money.
I saw a person like you, who seemed nice
and I had a foolish idea.
I decided to pretend that I was a writer who couldn't use his dominant hand.
Why did I do something so stupid?
You were naturally dubious, right?
I think that maybe
I wanted to not feel lonely anymore.
For a long time, I
struggled with the limits of my creativity
and the loneliness became overwhelming.
As a scrap of a writer,
I feel that I have
poured my life into my writing,
even if
I wrote cheap erotic books.
However,
I felt like
I had nothing left to give.
I felt empty.
I've made a long, boring excuse.
The reason I sent you this email
was to apologize and
to say goodbye.
Taking into account what has happened,
I deeply regret being thoughtless,
as well as
rethinking my
whole life up to now..
I don't
have any regrets
in this world.
I may have lied a lot,
but this is the truth.
Shall I relieve you?
The six weeks that I spent with you
were happy times for me.
Really.
Honestly, really
thank you.
I want you
to have a promising future.
Sir!
[Kijima]
Sir.
Sir!
Sir!
Sir!
Sir.
Sir...
Sir.
Sir!
Sir!
Sir!
Sir!
Sir!
Why...
Sir...
What are you doing?
Sir...
I sent it by accident
while I was writing it.
Huh?
If I sent you an email like that
you would have come running like the way you did.
You are so unfamiliar with how to use it!
I know.
I don't have anyone to email anyway.
Where are your books and records?
I threw them all away. It felt good.
But you really
cherished them though.
I thought about going home.
I've used up my savings.
My mother has been asking me to take over the family business
ever since my father died.
The family business?
My family has a farm.
Well,
I'm not really interested in it.
Are you quitting?
Will you stop writing?
Yeah.
Do you think
you could take up farming?
Aren't you being naive?
What do you think?
Well.
My younger sister's husband is taking care of it.
I'm sure I could at least manage to take care of my niece.
Won't it be difficult
to live in the countryside?
I mean, in many ways.
I know.
I'm fine with it since I don't plan to try to fit in.
Sir.
Yeah?
Are you sure
you're okay with that?
Honestly?
I'm okay.
It's better.
I feel free.
It's really comfortable.
Take care.
You, too.
If you're really sorry,
will you
write something for me?
Huh?
It doesn't matter how long it takes.
Anything is fine.
What?
A...
A book that I...
A book that I'd find arousing.
What is it?
Seriously?
Talking about whipping it out.
You can't do it?
I'm having interesting thoughts.
Let's see...
For example, you
probably like older, married women, too.
Yeah, I do.
You said that
you found bondage
and the Kitakamakura Wives interesting, didn't you?
You said that being taken advantage of by a chaste woman
really turned you on.
Ah.
Also...
you liked descriptions of shaving pubic hair.
You're a little freak.
Sorry.
What about....
Sir?
You're so cruel,
asking me to write a book.
It's okay.
I know you can do it.
I can't do it!
I have tried
for a really long time...
I haven't even written one line.
But...
I want to write.
I want to write!
Forever.
Always.
You can do it.
I want to write.
It's okay.
It's all right.
It's okay.
Can you...
tell me more...
about you?
I want to know.
Hey.
Do you remember how many times you came?
Six.
Well done.
My hips feel heavy.
Sleep for a bit.
But will I get the train in time?
It's fine.
I'll wake you up.
I'm a liar, but
I keep my promises.
[Half a year later]
♫ The rain starts to fall in the twilight ♫
Are you sure you don't want to donate the book?
♫ The stars wander around in the lightning ♫
You've been waiting for it, haven't you?
More importantly, you should come to Tokyo.
Let's go for a drink, on me.
Huh?
You want me to go there?
I will someday.
♫ Where should I start ♫
♫ You never lose yourself ♫
Hm, it's this one.
♫ Everything is understood, it's so intense ♫
♫ Those eyes ♫
Are you still reading this stuff?
♫ No more. It's a piece of a fleeting me ♫
It's fine.
♫ No more. Don't go anywhere today ♫
Oh.
I'm going home.
Huh?
What about the company presentation?
Sorry.
Hey, wait a minute!
Uncharacteristically for him,
this book was written in the first person.
It wasn't placed in a prominent position,
rather it was stacked in a quiet corner of the book store.
But to me...
[I remember that summer clearly. I'll reread this book until I can see you again. Please take care of yourself. Kuzumi Haruhiko.
His hard,
stiff erection
slowly started
to heat my
dry channel.
I thought that
I would never forget
that day for the rest of my life.
[Original work by Maki Maruhondo: The Pornographer]
...that key, please.
[Original work by Maki Maruhondo: The Pornographer]
I am...
going to see him even if I have to break that chain.
I came out so strongly,
but what should I say when I see him?
An email?
[From Rio Kijima. No Subject]
[The Novelist]
[Finale: At the End of Lust and Reason]
On that day,
when your bicycle
crashed into me,
while I was walking aimlessly,
I had a strong wish
as I felt the pain shoot up my arm.
That was that
my hand would be paralyzed
and I would be unable to write.
Are you okay!?
Hold onto me.
I'm ok--
Are you okay?
I was...
very disappointed that...
it wasn't my dominant hand.
There's a hospital nearby. Let's go.
It's just a bit further.
It hurts, doesn't it?
I truly had no money.
I saw a person like you, who seemed nice
and I had a foolish idea.
I decided to pretend that I was a writer who couldn't use his dominant hand.
Why did I do something so stupid?
You were naturally dubious, right?
I think that maybe
I wanted to not feel lonely anymore.
For a long time, I
struggled with the limits of my creativity
and the loneliness became overwhelming.
As a scrap of a writer,
I feel that I have
poured my life into my writing,
even if
I wrote cheap erotic books.
However,
I felt like
I had nothing left to give.
I felt empty.
I've made a long, boring excuse.
The reason I sent you this email
was to apologize and
to say goodbye.
Taking into account what has happened,
I deeply regret being thoughtless,
as well as
rethinking my
whole life up to now..
I don't
have any regrets
in this world.
I may have lied a lot,
but this is the truth.
Shall I relieve you?
The six weeks that I spent with you
were happy times for me.
Really.
Honestly, really
thank you.
I want you
to have a promising future.
Sir!
[Kijima]
Sir.
Sir!
Sir!
Sir!
Sir.
Sir...
Sir.
Sir!
Sir!
Sir!
Sir!
Sir!
Why...
Sir...
What are you doing?
Sir...
I sent it by accident
while I was writing it.
Huh?
If I sent you an email like that
you would have come running like the way you did.
You are so unfamiliar with how to use it!
I know.
I don't have anyone to email anyway.
Where are your books and records?
I threw them all away. It felt good.
But you really
cherished them though.
I thought about going home.
I've used up my savings.
My mother has been asking me to take over the family business
ever since my father died.
The family business?
My family has a farm.
Well,
I'm not really interested in it.
Are you quitting?
Will you stop writing?
Yeah.
Do you think
you could take up farming?
Aren't you being naive?
What do you think?
Well.
My younger sister's husband is taking care of it.
I'm sure I could at least manage to take care of my niece.
Won't it be difficult
to live in the countryside?
I mean, in many ways.
I know.
I'm fine with it since I don't plan to try to fit in.
Sir.
Yeah?
Are you sure
you're okay with that?
Honestly?
I'm okay.
It's better.
I feel free.
It's really comfortable.
Take care.
You, too.
If you're really sorry,
will you
write something for me?
Huh?
It doesn't matter how long it takes.
Anything is fine.
What?
A...
A book that I...
A book that I'd find arousing.
What is it?
Seriously?
Talking about whipping it out.
You can't do it?
I'm having interesting thoughts.
Let's see...
For example, you
probably like older, married women, too.
Yeah, I do.
You said that
you found bondage
and the Kitakamakura Wives interesting, didn't you?
You said that being taken advantage of by a chaste woman
really turned you on.
Ah.
Also...
you liked descriptions of shaving pubic hair.
You're a little freak.
Sorry.
What about....
Sir?
You're so cruel,
asking me to write a book.
It's okay.
I know you can do it.
I can't do it!
I have tried
for a really long time...
I haven't even written one line.
But...
I want to write.
I want to write!
Forever.
Always.
You can do it.
I want to write.
It's okay.
It's all right.
It's okay.
Can you...
tell me more...
about you?
I want to know.
Hey.
Do you remember how many times you came?
Six.
Well done.
My hips feel heavy.
Sleep for a bit.
But will I get the train in time?
It's fine.
I'll wake you up.
I'm a liar, but
I keep my promises.
[Half a year later]
♫ The rain starts to fall in the twilight ♫
Are you sure you don't want to donate the book?
♫ The stars wander around in the lightning ♫
You've been waiting for it, haven't you?
More importantly, you should come to Tokyo.
Let's go for a drink, on me.
Huh?
You want me to go there?
I will someday.
♫ Where should I start ♫
♫ You never lose yourself ♫
Hm, it's this one.
♫ Everything is understood, it's so intense ♫
♫ Those eyes ♫
Are you still reading this stuff?
♫ No more. It's a piece of a fleeting me ♫
It's fine.
♫ No more. Don't go anywhere today ♫
Oh.
I'm going home.
Huh?
What about the company presentation?
Sorry.
Hey, wait a minute!
Uncharacteristically for him,
this book was written in the first person.
It wasn't placed in a prominent position,
rather it was stacked in a quiet corner of the book store.
But to me...
[I remember that summer clearly. I'll reread this book until I can see you again. Please take care of yourself. Kuzumi Haruhiko.
His hard,
stiff erection
slowly started
to heat my
dry channel.
I thought that
I would never forget
that day for the rest of my life.