01x01 - Hitsuzen

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There are many mysteries in the world.

However, no matter how very strange or bizarre an incident,

if there were no people.

if no one could see it,

if it didn't concern them it would be merely phenomenon.

Just some thing quickly gone.

Certainly people, in this world, are naturally things of profound mystery.

Did lips, painted with poison, just come to my room?

It seems as if my mind and body are melting with your kiss.

Hateful self, years old Hateful self, years old

Your heart is so beautiful it's almost nauseating.

Why would you kiss someone like me, who can't do a thing?

Hmm?

Hateful days, years old Hateful face, years old

L-L-L-Like a black swallowtail butterfly,

I want to fly on magnificent wings!

P-P-P-Please don't say it's ridiculous!

That kind of life is good...

It's good! (L-L-L-Like a black swallowtail butterfly...)

--The other day I met Penta-san off-line. --Huh? You're dating a doctor? Wow!

--But he's so busy we hardly ever see each other! --You know that Namicho Park?

--He says he has to put his patients before himself. --They say a kid playing there has disappeared!

Like... I... said... Leave me alone, dammit!

sh*t! sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!

Almost there... Almost almost almost...

Argh! What am I, the Pied Piper of Hamelin!?

Everytime I go out for a little walk,

it becomes such a struggle to get anywhere!

What is up with this!?

Damn you! Cut it out! Don't pull! You're heavy!

Move!

Ah! What's the deal!?

Stop messing with me!!

Eh?

Ah... Huh?

Huh? Wha-? Hey, hold it!

Eh!?

--Welcome! --Welcome!

Huh?

No, that's not...

A customer for Mistress!

Uh... No, I told you, I'm not...

Oh, shoes...

Why are my legs moving on their own!?

That's because this is inevitable.

Huh?

There is something you want to inquire about here.

Inevitable?

You say that, but I'm not a customer.

I was just running along when I tripped.

I put my hand on the fence and something strange happened.

Then I was like, "Huh? Where am I?"

and my legs started moving on their own.

Then I was pulled all stumbling into the foyer.

I know it sounds absurd...

That's because the fence is a barrier.

Huh? Anyway, I'll be going home.

Sorry for disturbing you.

Please pull out the object in your pocket.

Huh?

Quickly now.

--Your name? --Huh?

Your name is?

Watanuki Kimihiro.

Written (in kanji) the same as April st, right?

Huh!? How!? You didn't even ask...

"April st (or Watanuki)" Huh!? How!? You didn't even ask...

"April st (or Watanuki)"

Watanuki, Watanuki, April st...

--Your birthday? --Uh...

A-April st.

It's the same, it's the same...

To think you would tell

a complete stranger your real name and birthday without lying...

You didn't have to ask!!

Telling an enemy your name is giving them a way to capture your soul.

Telling your date of birth

is giving a way to capture the path of your past and future.

Umm... Hello?

--My name? --No, I didn't ask.

Ichihara Yuko.

She just went ahead and said it...

Naturally, it's an alias.

On top of that, it's an alias!?

These girls are Maru and Moro.

Incidentally, their full names are Marudashi and Morodashi.

Cute names, don't you think?

How's that!?

Cute!

Enough already! Anyway, sorry for bothering you.

Please give me back my pocket watch.

You're leaving?

Yeah...

I told you, didn't I? That it's inevitable.

There is no such thing as coincidence in this world.

What does exist is only the inevitable.

That certainly isn't the face of belief.

Watanuki Kimihiro... Watanuki Kimihiro...

The place you were born is different from where you live now.

Now, or more importantly,

from the time you were little, something has been bothering you.

That is something pertaining to your family lineage.

That is something belonging to the occult domain.

You...

...can see spirits.

Uh...

That is due to the blood flowing through your veins.

And it is that blood that pulls the spirits to you.

Why?

Your birthday and your real name give each other away, right?

That's all?

Understand.

Those who read and answer will take.

--So saying, I'll be keeping your watch. --Wait a minute!

What are you doing that for!?

As payment, obviously.

In response for being given something,

compensation of equal value is necessary as payment.

Too much or too little just won't do.

Without excess or deficiency; equivalently, uniformly.

If not...

...there will be injury.

To what?

To the health of the transient world...

To the fortune of the astral world...

To the soul of the heavenly world...

But I didn't ask anything of you! I didn't receive anything!

--Please put this away! --Yes, ma'am!

Ah! My watch!

What is this place!?

--My shop. --Shop?

A wish-granting shop.

A wish-granting one!

As long as it's something Mistress can do...

...this shop will grant anything.

In exchange,

I'll take my payment.

Something equivalent. For example... A soul.

Soul!?

Funny! I mean, you moved so strangely.

--B-B-By soul, you mean... --I won't k*ll you.

--Huh? --I won't do something as risky and heavy as taking life.

Heavy?

Yes. It becomes almost useless.

What does?

Many things.

Those who know will not take lives.

It's just not worth it.

But you said a soul...

"Soul" also has the meaning of something precious to a person.

In exchange for granting a wish, I will accept something precious.

This is that sort of shop.

--So, come over here. --Like I said, I don't have any wishes!

You're thinking it would be nice not to see them, are you not?

You are thinking it would be good

if they weren't drawn to you, are you not?

Uh... That's not...

I can do it.

Really?

When Mistress says that it can be done...

...it can certainly be done.

Really?

It puts you in quite a bind, right?

Well, that's...

Often, when I see these strange things,

I think how nice it would be if the ones sort of sticking to me

would disappear...

That is your wish.

Yes.

Shall I grant your wish?

--So, about the price... --Are you gonna take my money!?

After all, I said this is a shop, didn't I.

She said... She said...

What about my watch?

That was that, this is this.

That was that, this is this...

--Ugh! Then I'd like to stop... --I don't accept cancellations.

There's no cooling-off period!?

Work for me.

Uh... Huh!?

Work for me. At this shop.

When that labor counterbalances your wish,

I shall grant it.

A part-timer!

--A part-timer! --H-Huh? Huh!?

--At least, for now, how about a banquet... --Work, work!

Ah... Like I said, to go so far...

Speaking of things necessary for a banquet...

Delicious alcohol and delicious fish...

As well as fun drinking friends!

I know! Could you go get something from my treasure warehouse?

Treasure warehouse?

What you want me to bring back are your drinking friends?

Wait a minute!

This is no welcoming party for me!

Drinking friends would be people, right?

Hello?

Would they really be in a place like this?

Huh? A plush toy?

--Pu!! --It made a sound!

Seems so.

--That was too much! --Nice retort!!

It spoke!

Mokona, are you awake?

I slept well!

--What were you sleeping there for? --Hmm... for about three years.

--Hibernation? --Mokona,

we're going to drink today in celebration of our new employee!

Until it's all gone, okay?

Drinking!

This black dumpling is your drinking buddy?

And what is a "Mokona"?

Mokona is Mokona.

Incidentally, you count them as Mokona, Mokona...

That's not an answer!

In any case, could the two of you go shopping?

I'll pay you back later.

Me?

Good luck, part-timer!

Good luck!

Fine, I get it.

Take care!

Take care!

See that? It's so cute!

He looks like a girl!

Agh! Perfect! I'm surrounded by critics!

Why do I have to go shopping!?

It's not that I particularly dislike it or anything,

it's just the first time I've been so helplessly pressured

into being required to do it.

Too fast!

--Hush up, you mysterious creature! --Go slow!

Why do I have to keep this stuffed toy with me!?

It's more embarrassing carrying this big thing around with me.

Wait...

Uh! Car, or rather, shopping bag sickness!?

No, not there!

Now that this has happened, let's finish up and get home quickly!

Chinese cabbage is expensive!

Chinese cabbage, pork stew, yuzu paste!

--I get it. You're really gonna eat all this, huh? --Right? Right.

I'll buy enough for several!

What was that, "I'll grant your wish"!?

They're coming at me full force.

This is no time for you to be laughing, you know!

It would be better if I couldn't see them.

It really is a burden.

Are they here now?

Hey, hey, how long have you been able to see them?

Why?

I don't really know.

It's been this way since I can remember.

You think I'm spooky?

Huh!? Why? I'd never think anything like that.

Right! Isn't it awesome!

I'm spiritually insensitive, after all.

Awesome? Every day is really painful.

In what way?

It's like my head always hurts. It's heavy.

I can also hear their voices.

Voices!?

I can't really hear them clearly,

but it's like they're hurt or have pain or...

Like they have resentment?

Yeah. After all, they have attachment to this world.

Because of the people they've left behind.

Isn't that dangerous?

Can't they suck away your life?

But I have no choice.

All they have left is to depend on me.

They say it's like being able to see a light in the completele darkness.

Are there any here now?

Yeah.

--Are you okay? --What happened? --Did talking about it call them?

Sorry, I just seem to be a little overcome...

Oh!?

Ah... What should we do?

I'm sorry for talking about something so weird...

--Excuse me... --Huh?

It will be okay.

There's nothing bad possessing you.

You are perfectly okay.

Nothing is being called after you.

--So you shouldn't worry. --Please stop!

What do you know!? It's really, really painful!

Everyday, every night, made to listen to moaning and screaming...

My body feels heavy, my head constantly hurts...

Feeling like you're not yourself, like your being possessed...

Thinking you're being manipulated or something...

It's extremely frightening!

--Does it hurt? --Are you okay?

--What's with you!? --With all of this suffering, this girl is special!

Can't you see it!?

No, it's okay. I'm all right.

Really?

Yeah. I've been given a little peace.

They don't communicate in words,

but with will, I've gotten them to understand.

I don't know who you are,

but I don't think a normal-seeming person

Like you could understand my pain.

So please, leave me alone.

How happy they are...

Those who can't see.

Takoyaki! [fried egg ba*ls with octopus inside]

--A rat? --Mokona!

No, don't!

--Let's go. --Yeah.

Hey, Mister!

Let's eat takoyaki!

Why?

Takoyaki, takoyaki! Money, money! Takoyaki, takoyaki!

Welcome back!

We're home!

What's the matter?

They're gone, aren't they?

You knew?

What?

You knew, didn't you.

Like I said, knew what?

The way that thing stuck to me would transfer.

I didn't do anything.

Are you angry?

I don't feel good about it.

Why is that?

Why!?

After all, certainly I thought it would be nice to not be able to see,

for them to be gone...

But I didn't want to push the thing stuck to me onto someone else.

That spirit was not your own.

Spirits are drifting, changing things.

When there exists one who wishes for a thing

that which is wished for will also exist.

That is all.

She wished for it?

But there isn't a single thing good about it...

People can wish for anything.

Happiness...

Unhappiness...

How happy they are... ...those who can't see.

People have the freedom to wish,

even for something with such an unpleasant conclusion.

And no one is allowed to get in the way of that freedom.

Going home?

Watanuki Kimihiro...

Remember, our destiny...

Destiny?

Already a bond is being born between you and I.

No matter how small the encounter or task,

the effect is invariably going to amount to something.

No matter how short the time, the ties that bind will not disappear.

There is meaning to every event that happens in life.

There is also meaning to the fact that we met.

So, remember that.

Mistress...

It will be all right.

The ties that bind will not disappear.

I'm only going in there to get back the money she owes me...

And then I'm definitely going to leave!

Okay.

This feeling is welling up for the first time.

The transparent ring connects, yes, our eyes meet, baby, it's you.

Unto the coloring of the sky, reincarnation is beginning.

The lamp of my heart is lit, the door of insight is opening.

More than glossing things over,

I'd rather have your real intentions.

Reserve is the password, someday we'll solve it

This feeling is welling up for the first time.

Pulling my arm, facing each other, don't be afraid, call a name...

Even I will certainly be reborn.

Falling, crying, feeling, everything for a reason.

Pinky-swears, promises, contracts...

Things not to be broken.

Things not to be betrayed.

One thousand needles.

Unconscious lies and stretched truth...

Stretched truth and spiteful disclosures...

Spiteful disclosures and unconscious lies...

Which is sinful?

Next time, Holic, "Falsehood".

Shall I grant your wish?