Hana Page #3

Do come back

Welcome

Don't stare

Done yet?

Not yet

Tell me when you're done

I hope it's a lot

A lot, a lot

A lot, a lot

Revenge?

That's right

It's just a play

A play?

This'll be your first

Every spring festival, Shigehachi writes

a script and we stage a revenge play

Despite his looks,

this guy's smart

Despite my looks...

I've got more confidence in

my brains than my guts

Same goes for me

The crowd paid us well

last year

Osae san looked so pretty

in her costume

Osae san, too?

They only love our show so much,

half aware it's a farce,

because real fights are so scarce

We make money...

Thanks to those cowardly

Akou ronin who can't avenge their Lord

Did they beat you up, Shinbo?

No

What then?

They made fun of me

How?

They said I live like a pig

in a rubbish heap

What the hell?

And that everyone

who lives here is trash

Who the hell said that?

Don't get so upset,

they're just kids

Besides, they're right

They said "why bother buying trash,

just sell your own"

That'd be me

Got that right

What's wrong with my work?

Bring the brat here

I'll beat the sh*t outta him

Hurry up, bring the brat

Soza san

Teach me to use a sword

I really want to beat them

Sounds great

Teach him, Soza

Act like a samurai for once

My father made me promise

no fighting outside the academy

That's pretty useless

I'll teach you

Come here

Hold this

Grab this tight

Hold it in front of your belly

Hold it really straight

Lift it straight up and...

Bring it down

What's going on here?

Shinbo's practicing vengeance

For the play?

No, the genuine article

Swing it down hard

And shout

Oto san

What would you do in his place?

I'd learn how to take a punch

without getting hurt

How's that?

Let 'em hit you where it doesn't hurt

and call it quits

Who taught you that pathetic trick?

My dad, before he died

What a legacy!

Your mom's a real terror...

Yup, it's come in real handy.

Thanks, Dad

Don't force it

Give it here

Hold this, straight, straight

When you're ready to strike...

That's it

Shinbo, come on,

hit me like you mean it

Hey, that's dangerous

Come and get me, crybaby

You want to win, right?

Listen

It's no good swinging

like that useless Lord Akou

Swords are made for thrusting

Got it? Try it

That's right, that's good

Aim at their knees and ankles,

where it's hard and it'll hurt

That's cheating...

Say, noble samurai

Why don't you come after me?

I think not

It's childish to take on an amateur

No need to worry

I want to show Shinbo, fencing

learned in a dojo, is useless in reality

Find any fish?

Watch out!

Mago!

He's useless...

Cheater

Listen up, Shinbo

This way, they'll never bother you again

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