Zatoichi on the Road Page #2

Persimmon is my favorite fruit.

What an awful persimmon!

I've never had

such a bitter persimmon before!

It's really terrible!

Mitsu.

Because I'm blind,

I don't know what you look like,

but I can hardly believe

what I heard:

that you stabbed a man in the face

with your hairpin.

I guess it's like the proverb

of the cornered mouse biting the cat.

Anyway, there's no one worse

than a samurai.

You stopped your lord from raping you,

so he sent his men to kill you?

What a foolish reason

to kill someone!

I've never heard of such a thing.

In any event,

do you have somewhere to go

when you get to Edo?

Yes.

This is the first time

you've spoken to me.

Go that way!

- The men from last night.

- Where?

Come on!

- How many are there?

- About 20.

If we're surrounded,

stay close to me.

Damn it, where did they go?

- Have you found them yet?

- No.

Where could they be?

There they are!

- Over there!

- Don't let them get away!

Hurry!

See if they're over there.

They're not here.

Then look over there!

Find them now!

It's all right now.

That was close.

We need to get out of here quick.

I'm so sorry.

For what?

For involving you in my problems.

No use looking back now,

but it might not be easy

getting you to Edo.

- You think you can make it?

- Yes.

Look!

It's a blind man!

Look at the blind man!

All right, kids, go home now.

- Watch your step.

- Thank you.

There's a step here.

Watch your step.

This is your room.

Thank you.

- Zatoichi is here.

- Really?

Don't worry.

He didn't come here after you.

It's strange, though.

He's with a young girl.

A young girl?

There's a bit of a problem.

Excuse me.

Ma'am, I must be honest with you.

I'm a little short on money.

I'm sorry,

but I need to earn some money.

Could you ask

if anyone needs a massage?

Of course.

I'll see if anyone is interested.

Thank you very much.

I really appreciate it.

We came a long way,

so we should be safe here.

But we still have to be careful.

Don't leave this room.

All right.

Would anyone like a massage?

Would anyone like a massage?

Could she mean Zatoichi?

It certainly could be.

- Excuse me.

- Yes?

Is the masseur

the man who just checked in?

Yes. Shall I call him?

- Yes. I'd like a massage.

- I'll get him.

I didn't know

Zatoichi was a masseur.

He's blind, so it's no surprise

he makes his living that way.

If l could just think of a way

to keep him from going to Doyama.

Why don't you stab him

while he's massaging you?

That would never work.

Don't leave this room, understand?

If dinner is here before I return,

eat without me.

Thanks for waiting.

I'm ready now.

He's coming.

In here, please.

I'm coming in.

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