I'm a Matagi. I'm Tanigaki the Matagi.
What the hell are you talking about?
I'm leaving.
Inkarmat isn't in Abashiri anymore.
She was moved somewhere else.
Are you saying you'll kill her if I leave?
Oh, no. Not at all.
You wouldn't possibly make me do something so horrific.
Would you, Genjirou Tanigaki?
I'm not cut out for searching for gold or overthrowing the government.
I just want to live a simple life.
Is it so wrong that I want to live as one of the people?
The people don't know a damn thing
about those who risked their lives and got nothing from it.
But you know.
Can you turn a blind eye to that?
I won't be of any use to you even if you do hold her hostage.
My presence will only lower morale.
I'm sure you've got it in your head
that she'll escape on her own once she recovers,
but it won't be so easy this time.
What have you done to Inkarmat?
She's pregnant with your child.
My child?
If you bring Asirpa back,
I promise to release both you and Inkarmat.
You were originally supposed to bring Asirpa back to her grandmother, right?
Tanigaki.
I know you won't trigger Saichi Sugimoto's defenses.
EPISODE 45 - COMPLICITY
So this kanji is ro?
Yeah, that's ro.
This one is either shi or sa.
Who would have guessed that Master Heita was a convict?
But now with a new tattooed skin,
we're right back on track.
We're after a much bigger pile of gold, remember?
That's right.
And if we find it,
we might even discover who killed the Ainu and stole their gold.
Boy, that was close.
All that haku business nearly derailed us.
This is no time to be digging around for placer platinum.
Yep, onward and upward.
Heita's tobacco case.
You don't often see bears carved into them.
They say it can possess you and cause all sorts of trouble.
It's kind of heavy.
Placer platinum?
-Give it here! -It's mine!
Get a load of this.
Looks like he kept gold samples from every river he went to.
They say that gold has a face.
Each face has a different characteristic based on where it's from.
A skilled gold prospector can look at the face
and say exactly which river it comes from.
The Ainu gathered all the gold and hid it somewhere long ago, right?
They thought the buried treasure would bring misfortune,
and so they kept it hidden from everyone.
There were only a few people old enough to remember where it is.
Those were the seven that were killed in the Nopperabou incident.
But that's not to say there aren't others out there
who also know where the gold is.
And that's why Nopperabou went and moved the treasure, right?
Yeah, but he did it by himself.
It can't have been easy for one man to move all that gold on his own,
so I think he was only able to move it somewhere close by.
Now, how would you go about searching for the Ainu who knew where it originally was?
It's likely that they still live near the rivers where they found the gold dust.
So if you can identify the gold,
you can find out which river it came from.
What?
How are you meant to identify the gold if it's hidden away somewhere?
Have you forgotten already? Nopperabou took some of the gold and ran,
but his boat capsized, and the gold sank along with it.
Lake Shikotsu?
Are you saying we should search there?
We should completely change course from the tattooed skins
and look for the buried treasure there?
No way is that gonna work.
Lake Shikotsu is the deepest lake in Hokkaido.
Diving all the way to find the treasure would be impossible.
It's not impossible.
LAKE SHIKOTSU, THE PIRATE
Check this out.
They found it already?
Who's "the pirate"?
One of the escaped Abashiri convicts.
And quite a tough and feisty one at that.
ONE YEAR AGO, LAKE SHIKOTSU
You should wait till it's warmer. You'll die, you know?
Then someone else will just beat me to it.
Not even a diver could reach the bottom at this depth.
I'm not asking for your opinion.
You're free to go once you've identified the gold.
But watch the hibachi. I'll kill you if it dies.
You don't have to spell it out for me, Mr. Bossy Britches.
Raise the rope if I'm gone for more than 35 minutes.
-Got it? -Thirty-five minutes?
I can stay underwater for 30 minutes.
Boutarou the Pirate's feet are a full 36 centimeters,
and he has strange webbing between his fingers.
He worked as a lumber ferryman as a child.
He perfected his skills in the water,
but one day he started dragging people in,
drowning them and stripping them of their valuables.
And with that, he became known as the Pirate of the Prison
and also Boutarou the Pirate.
Looks like Master Heita already identified the gold.
I see. So if we head for these rivers,
we can catch the Pirate.
Come on, boar!
Yes! Boar-deer-butterfly combo!
I win again! You suck at this, Kadokura!
You checked the bottom!
No, I didn't.
This butthole peeker…
is checking out bottoms as well.
Shut up, you idiot!
Let go!
You butthole peeker!
These two just laze about all day.
We have a stray Ogata in our midst.
What have you been doing since your time in Abashiri Prison?
Karafuto?
I have two gifts from Karafuto.
The first is information on a woman named Sofia Golden Hand.
She used to be friends with Wilk and Kiroranke,
and she's the leader of a group of partisans.
No doubt she'll come to Japan to get her hands on Asirpa.
She'll be another force to contend with in addition to Tsurumi.
And for my second gift,
it would seem that Asirpa's finally figured out how to crack the code.
We've gotta find her as soon as possible!
They're coming for us.
Sugimoto's group has to collect the tattoos as well.
So far, there's only been two groups collecting the skins.
That's Hijikata and Tsurumi.
SAPPORO
Looking for a good time, young man?
Do I look like I got money to spare?
Is this where you're staying?
Not a talker? I like that.
My late husband didn't talk much either.
You're not Japanese--
Keep back!
So her throat was sliced open
and her insides draped over her right shoulder?
It sounds similar to that prostitute who was murdered in the slums
on the 31st of last month, doesn't it?
Was it the same man, Inspector?
Possibly.
Were there any witnesses?
Any potential suspects come to mind?
Come on. I'll buy you a meal if you give me something.
The famous poet Takuboku Ishikawa, noted for writing A Handful of Sand,
traveled all across Hokkaido
as a roving reporter for a number of newspapers.
Sapporo is all abuzz over a case of serial murders.
I've gotten a little caught up in it all myself.
Paper sales have gone crazy!
I need petty cash, Mr. Nagakura.
Bring something that isn't already in the papers, you twit.
What a terrible way to go.
Has he got something against prostitutes, I wonder?
It is unacceptable.
I hope he gets caught quickly.
I've got a girl I'm quite fond of, and it'd be a shame if he kills her.
I hope you break your back and die in a ditch.
Kadokura.
Can you think of anyone among the tattooed convicts who could be responsible?
Yeah, I can.
There was this guy in Yokohama who stabbed a prostitute a bunch of times with a knife
and got sent to Abashiri.
If the killer is one of our tattooed convicts,
then this commotion is going to be a big problem.
The police will be on the lookout for him.
And those from the 7th Division will come running
as soon as they catch a whiff of it.
Hey!
Who killed my horse?
OOURA HOUSE
This Sapporo Serial Killer case--
Smells like a tattooed convict to me.
Warrant Officer Kikuta.
You're going to Sapporo.
I'll stay here and continue the search for Asirpa.
All right.
And take Superior Private Usami with you.
Fine.
I'd really rather not go with Warrant Officer Kikuta.
The feeling's mutual.
I'm sure Usami will prove useful in Sapporo.
SHIBATA, NIIGATA PREFECTURE, 1895
So, Tokushirou, how was the battlefield?
I discovered something quite fascinating, Master.
And what's that?
All of the soldiers should have been thoroughly trained,
but when they got to the battlefield,
nobody actually fired their gun, they just pretend fired.
I hear the same thing happened during the American Civil War.
They may have fired their weapons, but they certainly weren't aiming.
The vast majority of soldiers are intrinsically opposed to killing
and do their best to uphold this ideal.
Tokushirou!
You're back!
Hello! It's been a while!
You've gotten bigger again, haven't you, Tokishige?
TOKISHIGE USAMI, 14 YEARS OLD
I have!
You don't look like you're here for training.
I actually have some work to do at home, but I ended up here.
Isn't it a two-hour walk from your house?
Somehow I just end up here even on days with no training.
This may just be a regular old corner of the dojo…
but it is a sacred place for us.
TWO YEARS EARLIER
Tokishige, are you still working hard at the dojo?
I am.
Tokushirou says I'm the most talented kid he's seen so far.
Tokushirou Tsurumi?
Who is that?
He's the swanky officer who comes to Tokishige's dojo!
Now, that's hard work.
Thank you, Tokishige.
This'll definitely get me some strong legs.
This is a low-lying area,
so in the spring we use a foot-powered water wheel and drain all the fields.
It's quite…
Tokishige!
Excuse me, Tokushirou.
Hello, Tomoharu.
-How is your father? -Good.
Come on, Tokishige.
Let's do it!
Stay at my place after training tonight. We can go to school together the next day.
Apparently, Tokushirou's coming to the dojo today.
Come on! Let's go!
Do it with me, Tokushirou!
Do randori with me!
So you'll be graduating this year.
Will you still be coming to the dojo?
I'll have to help Father out in the fields,
so I'm not too sure.
You're going to get so much stronger.
You should keep going.
You'd easily beat every single person in your grade.
It won't be long before you can beat me too.
I won't be able to visit the dojo so much anymore.
Really?
Some issues have cropped up in a place called the Korean Peninsula.
Tokishige!
Let's walk home together!
Stop!
That's all for today.
Thank you, sir.
Just a little bit more!
Once more!
What's gotten into you?
I'm done for today.
Come on! Just a little more!
I mean, I gotta go home…
What's wrong, Tomoharu?
We have to lock up the dojo
so Master Takeda and I can go home.
I wasn't even able to beat him once.
This is my last time here at the dojo.
Tokishige!
I'm going to Tokyo after I graduate.
I'll be moving out into a dorm.
So today is the last day I'll ever get to do randori with you!
He couldn't bring himself to tell you.
I already knew.
All right. You want to go a little more?
And you want to beat me before you go?
I'd really rather not, though.
I wouldn't want to lose just for the sake of your feelings.
Of course not!
What kind of a friend would do something like that!
That'd be the end of us!
Master Takeda has locked the dojo and gone home.
You two spar out in the open here.
I'll keep watch over you.
Begin!
If I can beat Tokishige,
then I can make it in Tokyo on my own.
I can go more!
Stop!
Call a doctor!
I said I didn't want to do it.
But I did it because you told us to spar out here.
If I'd known you were going to do this to your friend…
Friend?
That fucker was always getting in the way of me-and-Tokushirou time.
And his daddy.
You tended to him because his daddy was such a bigwig in the 2nd Division.
Fine!
He'd be going to a military prep school in Tokyo to become an officer,
which means he'll get even closer to you.
Fine!
He couldn't even tell me and just kept looking down on me.
Fine!
But just now as you were speaking to him,
I heard the whole thing!
Yes, yes, yes!
You still haven't told him you're going to Tokyo?
In terms of strength of feelings, you're better than Tokishige.
Hold on to those feelings,
and I'm sure you'll become even stronger than he is.
Really?
That was all I had!
You said I was number one!
You saw me for who I was!
That meant everything to me!
I'm sorry.
I thought he'd give up and go home
if I said that to him.
Oh? Is that all?
Thank goodness!
So, I guess he's dead now.
Guess we're both guilty of complicity.
I'm going to tell you our cover story, so you'd better remember it.
After that, we made sure our stories aligned
and said that Tomoharu got kicked by Tokushirou's horse.
When his father heard the news,
he ran out and shot the horse in a fit of rage.
This is where I first killed a man.
Where I lost my virginity.
I've come to this sacred place many times to reminisce about that day.
The secret between Tokushirou and me.
But I heard it from Master Takeda.
He said the kid's parents hate you now and you can't stay in the 2nd Division,
all because your horse kicked and killed that kid.
You knew that would happen, but still you covered for me.
It is why I was demoted to Hokkaido.
But being further away from Central
means I get to move more freely.
And…
I thought it'd be a great waste
to see such an interesting young lad go down like that.
I'll be waiting for you in the 7th Division.
So how do you get soldiers to go beyond pretending to fire
and get them really firing at the enemy?
I once witnessed something that led me to believe that people can overcome
their distaste toward killing others.
That incident has been on my mind for quite a while now.
And then I think I found the answer during the Sino-Japanese War.
If you want to bring out the aggression in your soldiers,
you need not instill them with fear or hatred toward the enemy,
nor even use political ideals.
So what do you do?
You use love.
But still, love leads to an internal battle with guilt.
How do you cultivate love among your subordinates
so that they're willing to do any job, no matter how dirty it may be?
This is the question every commander must ask himself.
Still, there are some people who are simply born soldiers.
Those who are aggressive and loyal,
and who feel no guilt or sense of remorse.
Soldiers who can kill people.
Those are the soldiers you need in your ranks.
This serial killer
is definitely no thief.
It's not like prostitutes from the slums have any money or anything.
He's killing for the sake of the kill.
I just know he's going to return to the scene of the crime.
He's the kind of freak to come back again and again
to fantasize and masturbate over his kill.
I know the feeling.
Next episode: "A Perfect Mother."