Yumeji Page #4

---

I shot first but missed.

No.

Not now. Later. Someday.

When you're at the peak

of your popularity.

Then I'll shoot you.

You said it was a joke.

Filthy coward!

That's why I want to know

if he's alive.

I'm relieved.

I thought he'd kill me

for my love for you.

Stay with me.

Why did I come here?

Stay with me.

You and me here,

Wakiya after you...

And the killer after him.

What hell is this?!

It is indeed.

When I die, I'll die with you.

I'm leaving.

So it was all a lie?

I'm leaving!

Mr Matsukichi!

I thought you'd come.

The food and wine are for you.

Eat and drink.

Tell me.

Who are you waiting for?

Mr Wakiya?

He's still alive, right?

You failed to kill him,

so you're waiting for him here?

I hope he comes.

I really hope so.

And who are you?

Me?

The same as you.

Didn't you see us?

In Wakiya's house?

Didn't you?

I just imagined it?

I always felt like

someone was watching me.

But I guess it wasn't you.

Welcome back.

I searched my storeroom.

I found this cup.

It'll be beautiful

when filled with wine.

My grandfather was surely

going to paint on this.

It's got holes around the edges.

Is it silk?

A young lady is waiting for you.

Oh, it's you.

Sorry I'm not Hikono!

How did you know I was here?

It was easy. She sent me.

She told me how to find this inn.

She sent you?

She vomited blood.

Again? And then what?

She sent this for you.

She spends all day in bed.

She's being watched closely

and can't take your call.

She'll be hospitalised,

if she gets worse.

She looks thin, weary,

pale, even transparent.

Her eyes were shining like stars.

She's so beautiful,

so will surely die soon.

Idiot! Don't tempt fate.

She said not to reply.

Yes, so it says.

"I'm coming, for sure.

"So please wait."

In her condition?

- Please bring me wine.

- Yes.

- That, too.

- Yes.

You ran out on Sei-u?

I fell out of love with him.

Why?

He's totally crazy.

He made me pose practically naked

and tied down for hours.

What did you expect?

That's the kind of work he does.

You must be joking!

He was close to killing me.

Even models have

something called human rights.

I was so upset I stole all

of the pictures I could find.

If you've left him,

what are you going to do?

I thought you'd like

to use me as a model.

How about it?

How long did you work for him?

Since I was 16... so four years.

16?

So what?

No.

Your body is just right

for his pictures.

I can't re-model you so easily.

Am I not your type?

When the moon is full

Behind a pampas bush

I saw a grassy mound of Venus

Your turn next. I'll torture you.

I like the rain.

I feel like I've been

somewhere like this with you before.

It's possible.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes