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Surely he doesn't see me

as a rival.

That'd be too funny.

Let's go far away... together.

Anywhere at all?

- Sure.

Anywhere's fine.

I don't care what happens to me.

Don't think like that.

We should say goodbye now.

You know the name of this bar?

- Why?

'AGAIN', it means 'meet again', right?

- Welcome.

Here's your drink.

What d'you want?

- Highball.

I'll have a whiskey.

Rei, you're a bit strange lately.

- How so?

Is it so strange

to order a highball?

No, not that.

I wanted to ask you earlier.

- What?

No need to worry about me.

Here you go.

There's someone I know.

I'll just say hello.

Lately it feels better with alcohol,

Mr. Katsuragi? - You think so?

Good evening.

Oh, it's you.

Did you build this place too...

so men can forget

about their homes...

and have a good time drinking?

Have a seat, please.

- Thanks. Just for a moment.

I caught this young lady...

secretly peering into my office

the other day.

I thought she was a bit odd

for a thief.

Won't your father be angry

that you come to such places?

Don't worry about trifles.

Want a drink?

Bye... I'm with a friend,

and better go.

Mikio, do you have

something to write on?

Write on?

And a pencil.

There is no one

to scold me.

I'm a free spirit.

What if you went back home?

Although I imagine your wife

is not very lonely.

The thief who

secretly peered into your life.

Let's go.

Thanks.

- I need to make a call.

Go ahead.

Who's the man?

Like I said...

someone I know.

Ugh... I'm pooped.

- You decided to leave too?

So when did you peer

into my life?

Bad hobbies can be dangerous.

Are you preaching?

Why is it a bad hobby...?

to write a friendly letter.

Weren't you laughing

when you wrote it?

So you refuse

my friendly gesture?

If you're sorry,

it's not my fault.

I can tell you a lovely story.

Want to hear?

Red and black.

Do you know Mrs. Denar?

She always had...

a cute young man.

I wonder how her husband felt.

cu-ckol-d...

Cuckold.

I know!

Don't be angry!

I just meant...

Go home.

Are you afraid to go alone?

Dear...

I made you some tea.

- Good.

Akiko...

Dear...

What were you going to say?

Dear...

- Yes?

What I wanted to say...

is that our home,

the three of us...

should live quietly, without impurities.

That's what I'd like.

Whatever has happened between us,

we shouldn't be unfair to Kumiko?

I'm sorry.

I'm not trying to blame you.

I want you to blame me.

The truth is, it relieves me.

I've tried to forget

what happened.

No. You can't forget.

I know this....

Akiko...

you're not the only one suffering.

KATSURAGI:

ARCHITECTURAL DESIGN

Mr. Katsuragi...

Could you show me a picture?

A picture?

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