Still Walking Page #3

And they're still in court over it.

Oh dear.

Don't mix it up like that.

You have to cut into it.

Really?

How many years

did you watch me do this?

All done.

So pretty.

Brings back memories.

Strange, right?

Everybody does it.

No, they don't, do they?

I only know grilled or boiled corn.

- Did your grandmother teach you?

- I wonder who it was.

Your own invention?

I bet - just like her flowers.

He'll be here any minute.

His eyesight's shot,

but not his nose.

He couldn't wait for supper.

He'd hear the corn popping

and eat them

as fast as I cooked them.

My brother loved them.

- You like corn, don't you, Atsushi?

- So-so.

Actually,

I'm so-so about corn too.

You'll eat a lot.

They're best hot. Go ahead.

With a drop of soy sauce.

So sweet!

Before we moved here,

our neighbors had a cornfield.

Sneaking in one night -

- You stole corn?

- Dad did.

Statute of limitation's up.

That was 30 years ago.

The next day was corn tempura.

Right as I was frying them,

there was a "hello."

The farmer came over

to give us corn,

saying they had a bumper crop.

Just then it started popping

in the kitchen, like just now.

She tells the same story

every time she makes tempura.

I sure felt awful about that.

So Junpei chimes in,

"Mother, we didn't have

to go buy that corn

at the market."

He could be so smart that way.

He could.

Just like that other time.

At the bank?

He was a lifesaver.

This is going to be my room.

I'll get a blue bed.

What about me?

There's no room for you.

You're not moving here with us.

You can have that room, then.

Oh good.

There's a ghost at night.

Forget it.

I'm getting the piano too.

I want the piano too.

- You can't play.

- I'll learn.

You'll never play.

You even quit fencing.

Leave fencing out of this.

Daddy...

Say, how did you feel

when your daddy died?

I don't know.

I was little.

Did you cry?

I don't remember.

If it were me, I'd cry.

I know. What do you call

Uncle Ryota?

The normal way...

"Daddy."

They should leave this downstairs.

Why'd they haul it up?

Are they starting to lose it?

They don't use this stuff.

They're probably lonely.

- For what?

- You know.

Have they said anything?

About my wife.

Not really.

It's heavy.

Do they disapprove

that it's a second marriage?

I don't think so.

She's terrific. She's wasted on you.

Watch out.

You need to watch your step.

It's too low.

It's not too low.

You're too big.

Did we eat the same food?

Ouch, ouch.

No, no, his memory's shot.

He can't remember the orders.

He served toro sushi to the same

customer over and over again.

That sounds good.

Let's all go.

Please spare me.

We'll have to fold.

You've always been a joker.

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