Chapter 10 Vole
Bonsoir
Bonsoir Mademoiselle
You didn't notice I was Stendhal all along, did you?
Why did you choose Stendhal?
I thought it would be better if I appeared as someone fantastical.
I always thought you were a delusion.
Even when I saw your face.
I didn't even realize it was you for a second.
But once I tried to remember your face...
Your face.
It was like a mosaic that I had to put together.
I'm sorry.
But...
I see
It's true...
You are my father.
Satoko.
It's my fault,
that I made you suffer.
I'm a real idiot,
aren't I?
I'm really...
sorry.
Why
didn't you just say that back then?
Oh, no.
Back then...
Because of you, I was depressed.
But you didn't say anything to me.
The thing I was struggling internally was...
not that you made me suffer.
It's that I was suffering, and you didn't try your best to help me,
and that you ran away.
When Stendhal stopped appearing from the book
when you saw that I was going through the pain of this incident all over again,
You thought you couldn't face me again, right?
That's not true.
I wanted you to get through this on your own.
I wanted you to help me back then too!
I...
The time you were making a living,
when I thought I wanted you to live,
I didn't want anything to be a shame for you.
Seeing the beautiful scenery,
I thought when I wanted you to see it,
the scenery in front of me
might get blown away by the cold wind.
I have always been thinking about you, Satoko.
I couldn't do anything for you,
but I always wanted to do something for you.
In the end, nothing good came from it.
Again thanks to my past,
my love life that might go well is broken now.
But...
Thanks to Stendhal,
you've become more sophisticated haven't you?
If I wasn't there,
you will still remain like the past
like a monster that you were before.
What's up with that nickname?
Did you know?
I
went to Tokyo a few times hiding from you.
I watched you working there.
Every time I saw you,
you were always so cute, you know?
I ...
know the beauty that you have.
I know the beauty that is in you.
No matter what state you're in,
I think you can change it.
But...
If someone who doesn't know you judges you only by your appearance,
I thought that wasn't good for you.
I couldn't do a single thing for you as a father.
That's why,
If I was Stendhal, I could help you with all these things,
that's what I thought.
I'm grateful
to Stendhal.
But...
as a father, I am the worst right?
I'm truly
sorry.
But
what you did for the village.
For that,
I did it for my own sake.
What?
The place that was important for Satoko,
I didn't want anyone to take it away from you.
Do you remember?
The time just after mom died.
You were feeling depressed.
Satoko.
Shall we go out?
There's a nice place.
One more step, one more step.
Here we are!
Wow!
Alright Satoko!
Let's see
from a higher place
Hooray!
Amazing!
How is it?
Delicious?
Yes.
Wiener (Sausage)
You were so delicate.
You are so soft,
warm,
and have a sweet smell.
I...
thought I didn't want to lose
the place where we spent the time together.
Dad,
why are you smiling?
Is something strange?
No, it's nothing.
Then why?
I'm smiling because I'm happy.
But I lied to society.
and when the mountains came crashing down,
I couldn't stand what was happening while they were taking away your most important place.
What I should have protected was...
was not the place itself.
It was Satoko and everyone.
Satoko.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
No, you have nothing to be sorry about, okay?
There is.
Back then,
when everyone was blaming you for the situation,
when I knew you were suffering the most.
I...
even knowing that,
even though I saw you from nearby,
I couldn't do anything for you.
Satoko.
"Dad, it's gonna be okay."
I wanted to tell you that "I was there for you."
But I couldn't say it.
I hate you! I hate you!
I hate you Dad!
I hate you! I hate you!
I hate you Dad!
It was really painful.
Maybe I didn't want the memories of the incident to come out again.
Maybe I didn't want to face it.
I'm the one...
who didn't try my best and ran away.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Dad.
Thank you.
Thank you for wanting to try your best.
But you know what?
Trying hard is a beautiful thing but
that you had to try your best, was painful right?
From now on,
if it gets too hard to try your best
you can stop anytime you want.
Satoko,
you can do whatever you want.
As long as you're happy, that's all that matters.
I think, it's time for me to go.
Don't go anywhere.
Dad...
I still don't know anything about you.
Please stay with me from now on,
and tell me more about yourself.
I told you that despair is the preparation of happiness, right?
I don't want to hear the words of Stendhal.
Write those words in the discourse of love, okay?
They are
the words that I created.
If you believe that there will be happiness and keep going,
no matter what happens,
you can change it to a chance that you can grasp happiness.
You'll be fine.
Believe in yourself.
Satoko is
is my pride.
Mantaira Satoko is
so kind,
smart,
and prettier than anyone.
I'm so proud to have you as my daughter.
Dad.
I love you.
Thank you Dad.
Thank you very much.
My father,
I was able to talk to him.
Because of you
I have gone through many things.
But...
in my life,
there was the time that I spent liking you.
It made me really happy.
Thanks to you, I am
glad to be Mantaira Satoko.
I can think like that now.
For making me feel that way,
thank you very much.
The truth about the incident,
by writing a novel that reveals everything,
I thought I could get to know you better.
But that was
total selfishness on my part trying to get what I wanted.
Satoko.
I have never
loved someone so much as I have loved you.
I love you.
I'm sorry.
The novel,
please write it.
What?
I...
really want to read your work.
Please write about what you wanted to write.
Whatever that you think that is important,
that only you can write.
I...
would like to read that.
When Mari Rabbit,
held hands with mustache frog,
through the clouds,
the sun started to come out.
The tears in the Mustache frog's big eyes
started to sparkle.
"Wow!"
"That's amazing!"
"It's like a jewel."
When Mari Rabbit said that
Mustache frog started feeling embarrassed
and smiled as he looked up at the sky.
Mari Rabbit
said to Mustache frog,
OKABE
"Mustache frog,"
MANTAI
Your father is
beside to you
I'm sure he's still there
and watching over you.
I look forward to continue working with you as Mantai Satoko.
Even if you can't see it now
in Mustache frog's heart,
his father's memories are engraved
Let's go to the pub again. Mantai Satoko.
And one day,
you'll be able to see it clearly.
That means
your father will always,
in Mustache frog's heart,
will continue livings
[New message]
See you at the next storytelling session. Mantai Satoko.
If you're going through something sad and painful.
don't deal with it by yourself.
Come to my place with your boyfriend to have fun. Mantai Satoko
Congratulations on passing the librarian exam. Mantai Satoko
Bury it in the soil.
And water it.
And let the bright sun watch over it.
One day
it will appear,
leaves will come out,
and pretty flowers will bloom.
And then you'll think
that the hardest thing that happened to you
was a seed
that will make flowers bloom.
Someday, when these flowers bloom,
Please invite me again.
And when it does
we'll watch the flowers,
and play together again.
I am the Naoki Prize-winning author,
Hiranuma
Keigo.
Today,
I'm pleased to introduce to you Tsugumi Ryosuke.
Thank you very much.
The 48th Butterfly Literary Award Award Celebration
Ahh, well.
To put it bluntly.
it's not as good as getting the Naoki Award,
But in the world of literature
the fact that he received this esteemed award...
I think is a very a good thing.
As a matter of fact,
I admire him.
I always liked his work.
This is how he
he will go a step higher into the next stage,
I am really
very happy for him.
And now,
it's time for me to pass on the baton.
Tsugumi Ryosuke.
Congratulations!
For today,
thank you very much.
This book "Chasing the Wind".
I wrote this since 5 years ago and
almost didn't get published.
When I was about to give up on it,
someone gave me another point of view.
Depicting the karma of human suffering and the small glimmer of hope that exists in it,
this work titled "Chasing the Wind",
is without a doubt, a masterpiece in my opinion.
And that opinion
was earnest,
thorough,
and warm.
I saw the way this person loved books.
The thing I had lost,
the thing I have forgotten,
I can remember them again
What I want to write
and what the world wants to read
are very far apart.
I like it.
From that person,
"It's okay to write it"
I was told by her.
It gave me courage.
The novel.
Please write it.
I...
really want to read your work.
I want to deliver this to that person.
I continued to write with these feelings
This work,
for me,
is a love letter.
To that person,
it is my love letter.
Thank you very much.
Another one?
Thank you very much.
Tsugumi-sensei, please stand closer.
And smile for the camera!
Thank you very much.
I am never going to forgive you, Tsugumi.
What?
But,
for this piece of work, I take my hat off to you.
Thank you very much.
I'm so sorry about before.
For the next one, you'd better...
do it properly.
OK?
Yes.
Definitely.
I read your novel.
Okay.
It reached into my heart somewhere.
My
honest impression,
can I tell you about it?
Yes.
Vole
Vole?
Vole!