A ticket-puncher on the Tokyo underground keeps himself to himself, barely paying the world any mind. Yet one night he saves a woman from being gang-raped. An anonymous, lowly ticket-puncher on the Tokyo underground keeps himself to himself, trudging from home to work and back again while barely paying the world any mind. Yet one night he saves a woman from being gang-raped, fighting off two attackers, and escorting her home. She's clearly ever so grateful, yet something stops him from responding in kind. Nursing his wounds in a public fountain later that night, he meets the woman's roommate (unaware the two are connected) who's so impressed by the stranger's rugged, wordless masculinity she offers herself up to him almost there and then - yet our man still knows whatever he wants, it isn't this. He wants to be able to offer women tenderness and consideration, yet he can't deal with them or go through all te inconvenient social pleasantries that get in the way of what he needs. Inspired by his son's insect collection, the man realises things would be perfect if he could have a partner who was dead to the world.
A ticket-puncher on the Tokyo underground keeps himself to himself, barely paying the world any mind. Yet one night he saves a woman from being gang-raped.
An anonymous, lowly ticket-puncher on the Tokyo underground keeps himself to himself, trudging from home to work and back again while barely paying the world any mind. Yet one night he saves a woman from being gang-raped, fighting off two attackers, and escorting her home. She's clearly ever so grateful, yet something stops him from responding in kind. Nursing his wounds in a public fountain later that night, he meets the woman's roommate (unaware the two are connected) who's so impressed by the stranger's rugged, wordless masculinity she offers herself up to him almost there and then - yet our man still knows whatever he wants, it isn't this. He wants to be able to offer women tenderness and consideration, yet he can't deal with them or go through all te inconvenient social pleasantries that get in the way of what he needs. Inspired by his son's insect collection, the man realises things would be perfect if he could have a partner who was dead to the world.