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# SobsPlease v1

# SobsPlease v2

I moved to Tokyo a few days ago.

Now, when I wake up in the mornings,

this is what I see.

How many times do I need to tell you?

Morning...

I even wrote my name on that one.

So stingy...

C'mon.

Need it for my hangover. I'll only drink half, I promise...

Nope.

I asked you over and over again if you were sure you didn't want one for yourself.

Well, I was drunk.

So? Any news?

Not yet.

It turns out, once you move out, it's not that easy to move back in.

And your job?

Still working on that, too.

I have things to do today, you know.

This place looks like a hospital, not a school.

Because it's a junior college.

You gonna come here every day?

No way! I couldn't afford that.

I'm studying here because I have to get into a good university.

You wanna go to college, huh?

Not really. I don't care for it all that much.

But making a living as a high school dropout seemed tough.

True, can confirm.

And some people would make fun of you for it.

Well, whatever. I'm not gonna butt into your life.

We can work our practice around your schedule.

What?

Your evenings and weekends should still be free, right?

But you'll need to work your job into this...

Hold on just a sec.

What?

A band?!

You wanted to do it!

I did not!

You did!

You told me to flip 'em off with you!

Show some restraint with your middle finger, please.

Ow, ow, ow.

I didn't mean I wanted to sing.

I meant continuing to fight, in our own ways.

Me, through studying, you, with your music.

Wait, that's what you meant?

No wonder things weren't adding up.

I can't believe you thought that.

So many people even at this hour, huh?

Heh. Your country girl's showing.

Shut up, please.

But you know, putting aside your resolve to study,

don't you wanna try joining a band?

What makes you think I could do that?

Look, I'm not asking you to play an instrument.

It's just my humble opinion, but I think you'd be great on vocals, Nina.

Huh? You want me to sing?

You have a good voice, and a good soul for it.

You think so?

Yeah.

People form bands

because they have feelings that they're bottling up and want to get them out there.

"I wanna experience love!"

or "I've had enough of this stupid life!"

or "I can't stop the tears!"

or "I love myself, I hate myself".

Can't you just keep singing yourself?

That was the plan, but honestly, I prefer being in a band.

You talk behind each other's backs, tattle about it, feel awkward,

and grit your teeth to bear it.

But you still have to deal with each other,

so you keep bottling things up until you explode...

Not one of those things was good.

Huh? Oh, yeah.

Well, what I meant is that they're fun.

It's fun to create something with others that you couldn't create on your own.

What's wrong?

Nothing!

I think this station is actually closer to your place.

How do I put it? This doesn't feel one bit like the city.

That's the nice thing about Kawasaki.

Your place is that way,

but I'll show you the store over there first.

Huh? A-Alright, thanks.

Ow!

Are you sure about this?

Yup.

I'm the adult here, and you're letting me freeload.

But...

No buts.

Can you put that stuff in the fridge?

Just so you know, I'm no expert cook.

But you still cook for yourself, huh?

Yeah, I don't mind it.

Uh, wait... Where's the knife?

It's kind of similar to writing songs.

You chop up the ingredients while the water boils,

and then make some sauce while the food's cooking, and so on.

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# SobsPlease v1

I moved to Tokyo a few days ago.
Now, when I wake up in the mornings,
this is what I see.
How many times do I need to tell you?
Morning...
I even wrote my name on that one.
So stingy...
C'mon.
Need it for my hangover. I'll only drink half, I promise...
Nope.
I asked you over and over again if you were sure you didn't want one for yourself.
Well, I was drunk.
So? Any news?
Not yet.
It turns out, once you move out, it's not that easy to move back in.
And your job?
Still working on that, too.
I have things to do today, you know.
This place looks like a hospital, not a school.
Because it's a junior college.
You gonna come here every day?
No way! I couldn't afford that.
I'm studying here because I have to get into a good university.
You wanna go to college, huh?
Not really. I don't care for it all that much.
But making a living as a high school dropout seemed tough.
True, can confirm.
And some people would make fun of you for it.
Well, whatever. I'm not gonna butt into your life.
We can work our practice around your schedule.
What?
Your evenings and weekends should still be free, right?
But you'll need to work your job into this...
Hold on just a sec.
What?
A band?!
You wanted to do it!
I did not!
You did!
You told me to flip 'em off with you!
Show some restraint with your middle finger, please.
Ow, ow, ow.
I didn't mean I wanted to sing.
I meant continuing to fight, in our own ways.
Me, through studying, you, with your music.
Wait, that's what you meant?
No wonder things weren't adding up.
I can't believe you thought that.
So many people even at this hour, huh?
Heh. Your country girl's showing.
Shut up, please.
But you know, putting aside your resolve to study,
don't you wanna try joining a band?
What makes you think I could do that?
Look, I'm not asking you to play an instrument.
It's just my humble opinion, but I think you'd be great on vocals, Nina.
Huh? You want me to sing?
You have a good voice, and a good soul for it.
You think so?
Yeah.
People form bands
because they have feelings that they're bottling up and want to get them out there.
"I wanna experience love!"
or "I've had enough of this stupid life!"
or "I can't stop the tears!"
or "I love myself, I hate myself".
Can't you just keep singing yourself?
That was the plan, but honestly, I prefer being in a band.
You talk behind each other's backs, tattle about it, feel awkward,
and grit your teeth to bear it.
But you still have to deal with each other,
so you keep bottling things up until you explode...
Not one of those things was good.
Huh? Oh, yeah.
Well, what I meant is that they're fun.
It's fun to create something with others that you couldn't create on your own.
What's wrong?
Nothing!
I think this station is actually closer to your place.
How do I put it? This doesn't feel one bit like the city.
That's the nice thing about Kawasaki.
Your place is that way,
but I'll show you the store over there first.
Huh? A-Alright, thanks.
Ow!
Are you sure about this?
Yup.
I'm the adult here, and you're letting me freeload.
But...
No buts.
Can you put that stuff in the fridge?
Just so you know, I'm no expert cook.
But you still cook for yourself, huh?
Yeah, I don't mind it.
Uh, wait... Where's the knife?
It's kind of similar to writing songs.
You chop up the ingredients while the water boils,
and then make some sauce while the food's cooking, and so on.
You do different things all at once,
and in the end it all comes together into a proper meal, or song.
Gosh, this knife's blunt!
I'm sorry I don't have a better one.
You don't have to apologize for that.
You say that, but I haven't gotten anything sorted out.
How will I manage on my own?
Laughing at my expense?
No, just seeing my old self in you.
You just have to live and learn, honestly.
Make mistakes. Screw up. Feel dumb. Learn.
Then rinse and repeat to learn some more.
You don't have plates either, do you?
I'm sorry.
Here. It's done.
You need to get some lights, too.
We're gonna eat it... like this?
Say, Nina. You are from a rich family, aren't you?
Huh?
Or else you wouldn't ask that question.
What? No, that's not it, I swear.
My family's like any other.
It just... had some quirks, I guess.
We had our family tenets.
Tenets?
Oh, you mean like rules?
Yes.
First, dinner is eaten at home together as a family.
Second, no smartphones are allowed in the living room.
Third, family meetings are held every Sunday night.
Like that.
Screw that.
Other parents were really impressed that my family had the discipline to do that,
which got me a reputation at school.
Hm, I think I get it.
But then I couldn't force myself to go to school anymore, and ended up dropping out.
Why's that?
Does it really matter why?
That it?
How could you tell?
'Cause you're an open book.
The most popular girl at school.
Super pretty.
Went through every hot guy at the boys' school.
I see. Did she bully you or something?
I guess.
Why?
How would I know?
I probably did something that upset her.
And you didn't fight back?
People like her
only pick a fight once they've gathered allies and know you can't fight back.
First they alienate you, then they hurt you...
You know, I ended up in the hospital!
But both the school and even my family said we shouldn't make a fuss...
Stop!
The food. I think we're overcooking it.
It's fine. I like my veggies mushy.
I stand by what I said about you singing.
Huh?
You could make five songs out of this story alone.
You know,
I've always wanted to join a band where I'm not on vocals.
I've been curious how it feels to devote yourself to guitar.
You really mean it?
I really do.
Quittin' school midway
really narrows yer possibilities for the future.
If you end up wantin' to do something later,
it'll be too late.
In that case,
I just need to go to college!
I just need to pass the entrance exams!
I can't.
I've already quit high school,
so I have to go to college or it'll be over for me.
Over, huh?
Oh, sorry, that's not quite right.
What I meant is that if I don't continue my education, I'd feel like I gave in.
To everyone who bullied me,
and to my parents and teachers.
I see.
Then I won't ask anymore.
I'm sorry.
Again, why do you always apologize?
There should be another beer left, right?
So heavy!
Oh, that's the books.
I'll carry the heavy ones, you can get the other stuff.
I'll be fine.
Is it all going to fit in here?
This is the last of the large boxes, so yeah.
The door's open, can you go check?
Sure!
Nothing left, right?
I'll need to do some studying.
Here.
You're gonna need it, right?
Oh, I guess that's true.
It's not like I could play it anyway.
Probably better if I let you give it back, yeah.
Thanks.
I'll be off, then.
Huh?
Shouldn't I go with you to help?
I'll manage.
Okay then.
Actually, could I ask you one last thing?
What is it?
It's hard to believe we're in a city.
It's the Tama River.
You must've heard of it, right?
It's much bigger than I thought.
I didn't think Tokyo had such wide-open spaces.
Tokyo's on the other side.
So close, yet so far.
We're really just over the line.
Anything specific you wanna hear?
Whatever you prefer.
I just wanted to hear you sing one more time.
Sing whatever you like.
And, good luck with your studies.
I'm moving back into the same place as before,
so let's go out for a meal again sometime.
Sure.
Good luck to you too, with your music-making.
Thanks.
I'll write another song for you to fall in love with.
I hope so.
Make it big and flip 'em off.
Same to you.
Wait!
Try showing your pinky instead of your middle, when you must.
And I'll do the same.
Sure.
Okay.
Oh no.
Let's see...
"Then Jim said, 'You can't give up.'"
"'You're shrouded in darkness, but one day you'll see a ray of hope.'"
I need to buy some lights.
Girls Band Cry.
This is important! This pronoun could refer to...
Today's dodgeball was super fun!
I know, right? I got two hits!
Wow, so cool.
I know, right?
I haven't talked to anyone today.
No, I haven't talked to anyone all week!
Moved back in yet?
Yup. Back hurts, though.
Get some rest then!
Thanks!
Guess I'll study a bit.
Bought any lights yet?
Someone brought me one they don't need anymore, want it?
I'll take it off your hands! Thank you!
Oh! Good evening!
Good evening...
Um... It should be around here...
Found it!
Excuse me!
Oh, you got here quick.
Can I come in?
Sorry for the sudden visit.
It's the one I left over there.
Nothing special, but works.
Thank you so much!
Working's all I need.
So? Managing with your new life?
I'm... not sure.
Since you're already here, wanna go eat?
I got a job again, so it's on me.
Uh... Sure! I'm up for it!
So this is Nina?
Yup.
This is our light donor, Awa.
I'll be having her on drums.
I'm Awa Subaru!
Nice to meetcha.
I'm I-Iseri.
You up for a meal, Subaru?
Won't pay for you, though.
What? You wound me.
I don't have that much money to spare.
Sound good, Nina?
Actually, I'll be heading back home.
Come on, join us!
Nina's still new to these parts.
You know, Subaru's actually your age.
Not sure it's shabu-shabu at this point.
Because you're putting in too many veggies.
And if we don't start eating the cabbage, it'll lose its texture and get all gross.
Here.
For you.
Thanks...
I'm curious, what music do you like, Nina?
Huh?
Any favorite bands, Vocaloid producers...?
She enjoys oldies because of her grandma.
Really?
That's great! Sometimes I'm in the mood for classics too.
Any particular artists?
Uh, I don't really go out of my way to listen to them...
Oh! Isn't this GureRuchi?
You're right.
You listen to their songs?
Been to a concert of theirs once.
Saw them at a festival, too!
You mean the music festival in Chiba last year?
Yup, that one!
They were preeetty bad.
Really?
No wonder they haven't been invited back.
They haven't done any big-name concerts since, either.
I haven't really been paying attention,
but you're right.
They were good when they started out, though.
Have you been to any concerts, Nina?
Not really, no.
I see.
We've got space now, want to put the meat in?
Not a fan of meat?
Nina?
Please, excuse me for a moment...
Bad with people?
Not really.
Then give her something to work with.
She's trying to find some common ground.
But why would she do that?
She's just forcing herself to talk to me, right?
I mean, you always have to start somewhere.
You only met today, so what do you expect?
It's just... It feels like she's looking down on me, and I hate that.
You're imagining that.
This is how she normally behaves. She plays it up because she goes to acting school.
She means well, you know.
What a pretty thought.
Normally you'd avoid someone as grumpy as me.
But look at her, trying so hard so she can show off how big her heart is.
How cynical can you be?!
It's not cynical!
If you keep having those weird preconceptions, you'll never make any friends!
Nina!
You're right.
I'm not capable of making friends, and I never will be.
Who could like me? I don't.
Listen here.
I'm just going to spend my entire life alone.
Thank you for treating me.
Thank you for this light.
You're... welcome?
Sheesh. She's being an idiot.
Doesn't appreciate what she's got.
What am I even doing?
What the hell am I doing?
They invited me out for a meal...
They were kind enough to try to be friends with me, and I...
I'm such an idiot.
I'm a complete idiot.
A complete and utter idiot!
Huge dumbass!
Moron!
Stupid!
I never think!
I hate myself.
Shuddap!
No, you!
Huh?!
Whadda hell is that?
Leave me alone!
W-Wait, calm down!
Let me cry in peace!
Buzz off!
I can't even... install a light by myself.
No ray of hope will shine on me.
I'm doomed... to live in the darkness.
Complete darkness.
I really do think you should join the band.
Huh?
Momoka?
Subaru?
You should pick somewhere new to hide the keys.
She's already destroyed the light!
Didn't I tell you? I love your voice.
Why? Why would you lie like that?
I'm serious.
You're a pain in the ass to deal with, and that'll get you in fights,
but it's because you're always true to yourself.
You're awkward, yet you'd rather be lonely than compromise on who you are.
I used to be like that. It's what fueled the songs I wrote.
I loved expressing myself that way and never wanted to stop.
You've reminded me
of my heart's song.
You don't need to... I don't need your pity!
Why are you laughing now?!
So high-maintenance!
Ow!
Look, you just gotta get these feelings out.
Through song!
Here.
Next time: "Stumbling Conversation."

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