Record of a Tenement Gentleman Page #3

After all, that's your own child

Raising you this far

why desert you like this?

Your mother died long ago

Your father's a good-for-nothing

You sure are a poor kid

what will you do from now?

Fast asleep already? A kid is a kid.

Hello!

Come in and sit down

Where've you been?

The teacher's place. Grinding wheat?

Yes. What was rationed

at your place this tome?

Flour

When was that?

Yesterday, white flour

Ah, before I forget

My mother wants a pampas

grass brush

I run out of them now

She needs it to clean her false teeth

I'll keep one next time

Hello. Welcome. A very nice day

Hello. Are you finished with

the steaming I asked you?

Well, no

Day after tomorrow?

Well, no

He's a good dyer, but he takes ages

Everything's, wait till next year

That's not true

I'll hurry up, 3 or 4 days

Alright, do a good job

Yes, sure. At 1:
00 PM you get

candles and matches

Tomorrow will be flour

I see, thanks for last night

Well, excuse me

Good-bye

Have some

I have something nice

I got it at teacher's

Take it

This is precious, just like the old days

It must be expensive

And it's delicious

The man who sold me a mirror

Has he a rubber hose to sell?

Oh, the man there

Would you ask him?

Sure, but it won't be cheap

I have no idea how much it is

But the mirror he sold me

I made a nice dresser

I see

What's this?

I am in a mess

Whose child?

He's homeless, who knows

if he got lost.

Or was deserted

Don't you need a boy?

Not me, I need a rubber hose

Do you know anyone

who'll take this boy?

I've put him up for 2 nights now

Come here, son

Don't give it to him, it's too good

Don't say that

He won't appreciate it, it's expensive

Come here, son

What do you have there?

Cigarette butts

What're you doing with them?

I give them to Dad

What do you have in your pocket?

Empty it

I say empty it

Nails

Filthy kid. Now, go away!

What's his father do?

Carpenter. His house in Hachioji

was destroyed

That's why he picks up nails

Even a cold-hearted father

to him it's his only father

Time has changed

When we were little, we kept

getting coins from father

To buy candy and stuff

There was nothing to worry about

in the whole world

That's right

Okiku, you were good at

blowing your nose like this

Your sleeve always shone from snot

Tane, you used to do this

Children nowadays don't do that

they're different

Yes, I think times are harder for them

They worry too much about living

picking up butts.

And nails, we shouldn't let them do it

It's not right for kids

That's right, kids should be

more carefree.

Well, I must be going

Don't forget the hose

I'll ask him

Here you are. Good-bye

Good-bye

What did she give you?

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