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It's one of the greatest ancient

architectural sites in the Orient.

You build buildings too, right?

Maybe not temples, but...

But you don't build houses

to last thousands of years.

You build houses that people

can be happy living in.

That's what I think.

- Did you design your own home?

It's your own home...

where you, Kumiko...

and your wife live happily?

There's one more... my niece.

That's wasn't my point.

Do you live happily there?

That's what I meant.

Well...

You're cruel.

Why won't you tell me?

I can teach you about Angkor Wat

using the photos.

I saw your wife.

I went to your house...

yesterday evening.

Oh yeah?

I wasn't aware.

I was hoping to sell you

tickets for Mimizukuza's new play.

Mimizukuza?

- It's an amateur theater company.

An artist already Reiko?

- Not at all.

I just paint things on the set.

Right. Then maybe I'll buy some.

Even if I can't go, I can

give them to our staff.

Then five!

That's 350 yen.

You should bring your wife.

I'd like to meet her.

I even told the press, but...

I didn't think so few

people would show up?

We made a loss. Better keep

singing and try not to think about it.

So you can still

be amused by it.

I suppose.

Take care of things for a while.

- Yes, sir.

"Almost, but not quite...

The production had charm,

but still the show flopped."

Welcome.

Two coffees.

- Yes, sir.

I'll take that for you.

- Thanks.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Shall I pour?

Please.

Thank you. Please come again.

- Thanks.

Rei, got a minute?

Just a sec.

Mr. Furuse.

Hello.

I hear you're doing well.

I saw the last Mimizukuza production.

I heard you took leave.

Were you hurt?

Nothing serious.

What about college?

I think I'll try again.

- Of course. Work hard. Good luck.

Later.

Thanks for coming.

Mikio, who was that?

He was ahead of me

at college.

He's studing medicine in Tokyo.

His name's Furuse?

Ah... Tatsumi Furuse.

He's probably lying

about being injured.

He's well enough

to go for coffee.

Welcome!

Kumiko... daddy's home!

Dad! Welcome home!

- Thanks.

Let's all have

a nice dinner together...

and then we'll play.

Okay?

Daddy... do you really

want to play with me? - Yup.

What shall we play?

Where's mommy?

Auntie went out.

Daddy... push!

Kumiko, lucky you.

Here we go!

You should leave soon.

Go back to Tokyo.

Don't you graduate next year?

You take...

too much time off your studies.

Just thinking about it pains me.

Akiko...

I'm the one in pain.

We can't keep doing this

again and again.

Please go back to Tokyo.

If you come with me.

How can you say that?

What did Mr. Katsuragi say...

about me?

That's what saddens me more...

his total silence.

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