BAKI-DOU: THE INVINCIBLE SAMURAI
This is well-made,
but this won't do.
What kind of match is this?
Was this even a match to begin with?
Utsumi, we had a deal. Can I go home now?
Are you in a hurry?
Am I interrupting, Utsumi?
Shibukawa.
Hey, sir!
I've been waiting for you.
Well, well.
It's been a while since I've seen this.
There's a solid core running straight through him.
Shibukawa, the person over there is
Musashi Miyamoto.
What will they do? The two legends.
Yes, Musashi, right.
Wow! That Musashi...
I'd like to ask you both something.
His presence is no longer limited to Japan.
It extends to human history.
Musashi Miyamoto went down in history as an unmatched warrior.
On the other hand, the master of masters who lives in the present,
Goki Shibukawa, who's still in his prime.
Which one is stronger, I wonder?
No, no. Absolutely not.
What on earth are you saying?
Think clearly, Utsumi.
The name Musashi Miyamoto.
To those of us who live for martial arts, you know what that means.
He's not merely in the realm of the gods. He is one.
Which one is stronger? That's ridiculous.
Just being able to meet you like this is the greatest honor.
Could we please have a handshake?
A handshake?
It's like a Western-style greeting.
Um...
I can't...
let go of your hand.
What?
It's a technique.
Is this a spell? I can't let go of my hand, even when I try to.
You're already in my grasp,
Mr. God.
So heavy...
It's aiki!
Miyamoto.
I know what happened.
I know it was a match, but I can't accept this.
Sea King Retsu was my pal.
Serves you right.
Shibukawa!
What incredible luck!
I got to witness aiki in actual combat!
I have no intention of apologizing.
It may sound nice if I say I'm avenging my pal,
but even Sea King Retsu himself wouldn't want this kind of ridiculous revenge.
I did it out of my own feelings.
I carried out the revenge due to my dislike for Musashi Miyamoto.
In short, I was just venting.
Putting that aside, that's an amazing technique.
I couldn't let go of your hand.
We were gripping hands equally, but I was manipulated one-sidedly.
On top of that, you even used the hand you grabbed to put weight on me.
As if you placed a giant rock on me.
This is a technique I don't know.
That's true. Aiki didn't exist in the Sengoku era.
When you lose your sword or spear in battle, you grapple.
This technique was born to control weapons while unarmed.
That's torite.
It's a story from the distant future for you,
but this country issued the Haito Edict, separating the people from their swords.
As a result, the bare-handed grappling techniques lived on as jujitsu.
Jujitsu?
In the sixth year of Ansei, a genius appeared.
It was Sokaku Takeda.
At the age of 15, he was caught in a ruffian's fight in Inawashiro,
but he cut them down.
He left behind countless stories of valor.
But Sokaku was a genius. It didn't end with just that.
This story is long.
He was only around 150 centimeters tall,
yet a technique one might call revolutionary came from this disadvantage.
The attack of a hostile opponent.
A secret technique that neutralizes an enemy the moment they touch him.
He created aiki.
Aiki.
After Sokaku Takeda, a few talents were born,
but finally, another super-genius appeared who surpassed even Sokaku.
Me, Goki Shibukawa.
Oh, he said his name!
It's starting!
Shibukawa, what do you see?
Since this morning, I've been seeing a flower field.
Me too.
The best self-defense?
Well, there's no self-defense better than our Chinese martial art.
I'd love to say that if I could,
but when you're over 150 years old, it's hard to be so biased.
There are stages.
You take down opponents with brilliant technique without breaking a sweat.
That stage is only halfway there. It's nowhere near complete.
When self-defense is perfected, you can't use techniques.
Even if you want to use them, you aren't able to get near to any danger.
Is it crimson flames that stand in the way,
or a raging torrent,
or a mountain of swords?
It blocks your way, and you can't even approach it.
What? Oh, these?
Prayer beads.
My dear disciple went to the other side.
A peaceful day begins.
A residential area no different from yesterday.
The only thing that has changed
is that the road was boiling lava.
It's always like that on dangerous days.
It tells me not to go.
But there's a problem.
I'm kind of into that dangerous stuff.
Utsumi.
Does this mean it's already started?
I knew it was coming.
Surprise attacks are your specialty.
You're a legendary rule-breaker.
Out of those samurai period dramas,
that's where Miyamoto Musashi came from.
Mommy!
I knew he'd be carrying them. The long one and the short one.
Well, of course.
He's a samurai.
You got me!
Hey, master?
Wow, as expected.
As expected.
You are a true swordsman.
You cut me without even showing the draw.
That's not it.
You didn't even show me a sign of stepping in.
Before I knew it, you cut me.
You closed in on me before I even took my first step.
I couldn't even touch you.
No aiki, no anything.
I completely lost.
Whoa...
As expected.
This is what a master swordsman is supposed to be like.
It must've been that old guy Tokugawa.
He ratted out my location.
I don't really want to say this, Motobe,
but I was planning to visit you.
You were planning to visit me?
Haven't you been getting more visitors lately?
You're the one who knows him the best.
This is Hardy Noces d'Or, a cognac.
Drink up.
These grapes are good.
The barrel is good too.
This is cheap candy.
It goes well with this.
Yujiro Hanma puts candy in his mouth.
I just witnessed a priceless piece of footage.
I'm in high spirits.
Musashi Miyamoto is an absolute brand.
I want to meet him.
I'm telling you this for your own good. Don't do it.
Why not?
He's not someone you can handle.
The heat isn't too bad this summer. It's not strong enough to drive you crazy.
Izo Motobe, who can handle him?
Yujiro Hanma, you can relax.
I will protect you.
I'll kill you!
His thoughts were in conflict.
You can relax.
I will protect you.
He's never been protected.
From the moment he was born until now, he's never let anyone protect him.
He ordered his own birth.
He even ordered his mother to breastfeed him.
Being protected feels totally unnatural to him.
He has no immunity to being protected.
He was furious.
- An earthquake? - What was that?
I did pretty well.
I pushed my will through the enraged Ogre himself.
I will protect Yujiro Hanma
and Baki Hanma
and Shibukawa
and Jack
and Katsumi Orochi.
There's something that modern fighters can never see.
Only I, Izo Motobe, can see these things.
I've lived through ancient martial arts.
The one who can see stands at the front.
It's an obvious duty.
Well, now. Looks like the season changed.
Stop moving so violently.
Hanma.
Someone in charge of security shouldn't be taken from behind so easily.
This is the first time he's spoken to me.
I'm terribly ashamed.
Why sneak in? You could've walked in through the front--
That's not my style.
First of all,
I didn't come here to drink tea.
Um...
You have a guest, right?
Is something wrong, Musashi?
This is amazing.
Who did you summon?
What?
Come in, good sir.
Yujiro!
Do you know him?
Well, it doesn't matter anymore.
I thank you.
Yujiro...
Tokugawa, another cup, please.
TOUGH
TOKUGAWA
My goodness...
It reaches the heavens.
My goodness!
So, good sir.
What do you see in me?
Are you asking me what I see in you?
I'd love to hear it. Please.
What a foolish question.
The real Musashi Miyamoto, the legendary swordsman, is right in front of me.
Musashi Miyamoto, who will react if I jump at him, is right here.
Do you get it?
My dream has come true.
Even if mountains of gold surrounded me, I'd only see you.
As expected of you! Well said, Yujiro Hanma!
So, what do you see in me?
Surely not gold, right?
Is gold not good?
So the fight isn't the goal. It's the means.
How will you respond, Musashi Miyamoto?
The purity is low.
Is purity necessary?
I cut,
and cut,
and cut.
I've fought more than 60 times.
If you include trivial skirmishes, it'd be no less than 100.
I've cut plenty.
I know.
The more I cut, the more my name spread.
To Kyoto,
Nara,
Edo.
As my name spread, the feudal lords of the provinces wouldn't leave me be.
Everyone wanted me.
Sounds like...
As I overwhelmed famous swordsmen, the conditions for hiring me kept rising.
Men and women of all ages praised me.
The crowds were so dense, I couldn't even walk.
This man...
Beautiful women,
dazzling gold,
extravagant feasts,
and sake.
Good grief.
This is exactly what I want!
I want to rise to the top!
I want to be celebrated!
I want to be praised!
I want to be someone who can never run away or hide!
Hey...
Subtitle translation by: Wataru Uno