Yumeji Page #2

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But...

...he's dead.

He must be.

He drowned in the lake.

So you mistook me for him.

Was this his?

You don't mind wearing

a stranger's clothes?

No, I don't mind at all.

It still smells like you.

I washed it again and again

even though no one had ever worn it.

What a waste of time.

It couldn't possibly smell of a woman.

Then it's the smell of blood?

Didn't you wash it in the lake?

- The water might look clean...

- Mr Takehisa.

You're going too far.

True beauty has a charm,

even when sick or angry.

Mr Takehisa?

And who are you?

- I'm with the police.

- Great, the police.

Ah, you're innocent

in the treason case. Don't worry.

You denied that traitor Shusui.

The investigators believed you.

So forget it.

Where did you come from?

Be careful.

You know that we're after a man.

He might come down on this side.

If you run into him...

He has a scythe.

It's very sharp.

Neighbour Senmatsu

went to the Battle of Omi

But he hasn't returned

even after a year

Are you mocking me?

No.

I suddenly recalled a song

I'd almost forgotten.

The victim is still in the lake.

Even after two years

If you run into him...

- Where did you come from?

- That way.

You mean that way?

The Wakiya mansion.

After three years

his head finally showed up

Just be careful.

Look at me.

Only I can reproduce

your beauty.

Look at my face.

Strip.

I see no poetry in you.

I can't sketch you!

Ah, despair!

Strip!

Sketch me, if you can.

The women you draw are lifeless.

Your pictures are vulgar.

They're vulgar.

I am Yumeji.

I do whatever I want and turn it

into poetry and paintings.

I'm a married woman.

You know that.

- What about this pistol?

- It was my husband's.

A 50 year old chap in a top hat?

Prepare yourself.

Prepare to live with me.

That's how it is?

Sure. I came prepared.

You were testing me.

Want to scream?

Not again!

I don't like being tested.

I won't test you.

How poetry has declined!

What's so funny?

This is the first time I'm laughing here.

Let me tell you a frightening story.

I had a dream about your husband.

He shot me, right in the forehead.

He's already dead!

Yes. He's dead.

Thank heavens for that!

I'm glad.

When the moon is full

Behind a pampas bush

I saw a grassy mound of Venus

Hikono. .. Hikono. ..

I can't go now.

Father's watching me closely.

I'll take my chance

and join you tomorrow.

I'll stake my life.

I want to die in your arms.

When the moon is full

Make love, or go to hell

The fiends will grind you

and eat you alive

It's him! It's him!

Beat it!

Demon Matsu, the killer,

made fools of us again today.

Our best men...

...have been hunting for him

in the mountains,

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