Hara-Kiri: Death of a Samurai Page #5

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eat good food and rest.

Lie down.

I'll get you to a doctor somehow.

He'll fix you up.

A doctor?

We could never afford a doctor.

I'm nothing but a burden.

A husband must provide

for his wife and child.

Anyway,

we're two halves of a whole.

Stop worrying.

Don't think right now.

Keep resting.

Thank you.

I'm feeling better today.

Take care of yourself.

Father,

I don't know how to thank you.

You don't have to.

Stay in bed.

You take care, too.

You're all alone.

I'm fine.

I'm truly sorry

for worrying you.

Father?

Motome,

I've brought trouble upon you.

How?

What do you mean?

I'm sorry.

I have hope.

I will help Miho to recover.

You're right.

Motome,

I'll do anything I can!

He's had fever for three days.

This isn't good. He needs a doctor.

I tried several times.

Bu!

He demands 3 ryo first.

Motome!

How do we get the money?

Father,

could you stay

with Miho and Kingo for a while?

I have an idea.

You do?

I'll be back early this afternoon,

if things go well.

Hurry. We're counting on you.

Yes.

Kingo!

Hold on.

Hold on.

Miho!

Kingo!

Drink, won't you?

Drink!

Stop that!

Your milk can't be good in your state.

Now lie down!

Lie down!

Where's Motome?

Why didn't he do something sooner?

Are you all right?

Drink.

Drink.

That's the way!

You're a samurai!

Drink!

Please, drink!

Lie down.

What's keeping Motome?

Hold on!

Wake up!

Wake up,

win you!

Wake up!

Please!

Father...

I'm sorry.

Did it hurt, Kingo?

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

Father,

it's me.

It's my fault.

I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry!

It's not your fault.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault!

Is that Motome?

Is this the residence

of Squire Chijiiwa?

Who's there?

We serve at the residence of Lord Ii.

Squire Chijiiwa called on us

this morning,

requesting the use of our courtyard

to commit ritual suicide.

Suicide?

This is from the Senior Retainer.

Our task is complete.

Wait!

Wait!

Tell me how Motome ended up this way I

We already told you.

Motome wouldn't do that!

Our task was to deliver the body.

Excuse US.

Wait! I can't believe that!

What happened?I

Our House decided

to not tolerate suicide bluffs.

Bluff?

Wait, please!

I thought the Senior Retainer

would stop it!

Tell me!

How did Motome die?I

Forgive me!

Please!

Here.

Have some.

It's delicious.

Motome had sold his sword

for his family's sake.

I still treasure mine

more than anything

and thus I cling to it.

The life of a samurai,

in fact,

depends entirely on twists of fate,

leading to glory or tragedy.

That means

Motome could have been among you,

and one if you could have lived

his sad destiny.

But even if Chijiiwa Motome

was in a desperate situation,

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