Yamamoto Taku

Run for home base. Cross the city and defeat the enemy. In the future, baseball has become a murderous game in which cyborgs, enhanced for baseball, fight for their lives. Today, in a city abandoned by humans, the game is played on the entire city. He literally defeats the traitors and the players of the opposing team who stand in his way, and then he runs, looking at the corpses of the killed players of the same team beside him. He runs for home base. No matter how many people he kills, no matter who is killed, the cyborg player does not scream, does not shed a tear. No, he may just hide the tears that flow behind his artificial eyelids, the cries that are born in the depths of his artificial throat. In order to fulfill his mission to step on the platform. There is a style that can truly be called "near-future baseball hard-boiled".

One hot summer day, with the roar of helicopters and jets in the sky. When Yoshimi returned home, he found a letter in his mailbox. It was from his "real father" who said that he was waiting for him at the beach house and wanted him to come and see him. He didn't immediately believe the story that "you are not a real child of the family", but the suggestion that he had a chicken head was true. The next day, Yoshimi leaves the house, ready to never return. Meanwhile, the three women gather at the bus stop and are surprised to find chicken heads hanging from each other's necks. The three quickly become friends and embark on a foolhardy adventure, but they are involved in one bizarre accident after another... A surreal story and images that seem to make no sense, that seems to continue and break off, that seems to be in the near future and in the past, that seems eerie and wacky. The analogue speed of the film evokes the sensation of a daytime nightmare.

A married couple who enjoy an exciting sex life together. Their favorite part is molestation play on the commuter train. This morning, the husband molested the wife, and the wife was satisfied, and in return, the wife became a slut and made her husband ascend to heaven. Although the couple's relationship is harmonious, the husband and wife are looking for a stronger thrill, and they are also enjoying their sex life with their lovers. The wife's lover is the boss of the company where she is dispatched. However, this boss has a perverted habit and his demands escalate. Then one day, he realizes that she likes to be molested on the train, and takes her into a crowded train. The wife accepts the fingers of someone other than her husband for the first time on the train...

Run for home base. Cross the city and defeat the enemy. In the future, baseball has become a murderous game in which cyborgs, enhanced for baseball, fight for their lives. Today, in a city abandoned by humans, the game is played on the entire city. He literally defeats the traitors and the players of the opposing team who stand in his way, and then he runs, looking at the corpses of the killed players of the same team beside him. He runs for home base. No matter how many people he kills, no matter who is killed, the cyborg player does not scream, does not shed a tear. No, he may just hide the tears that flow behind his artificial eyelids, the cries that are born in the depths of his artificial throat. In order to fulfill his mission to step on the platform. There is a style that can truly be called "near-future baseball hard-boiled".

Run for home base. Cross the city and defeat the enemy. In the future, baseball has become a murderous game in which cyborgs, enhanced for baseball, fight for their lives. Today, in a city abandoned by humans, the game is played on the entire city. He literally defeats the traitors and the players of the opposing team who stand in his way, and then he runs, looking at the corpses of the killed players of the same team beside him. He runs for home base. No matter how many people he kills, no matter who is killed, the cyborg player does not scream, does not shed a tear. No, he may just hide the tears that flow behind his artificial eyelids, the cries that are born in the depths of his artificial throat. In order to fulfill his mission to step on the platform. There is a style that can truly be called "near-future baseball hard-boiled".

Run for home base. Cross the city and defeat the enemy. In the future, baseball has become a murderous game in which cyborgs, enhanced for baseball, fight for their lives. Today, in a city abandoned by humans, the game is played on the entire city. He literally defeats the traitors and the players of the opposing team who stand in his way, and then he runs, looking at the corpses of the killed players of the same team beside him. He runs for home base. No matter how many people he kills, no matter who is killed, the cyborg player does not scream, does not shed a tear. No, he may just hide the tears that flow behind his artificial eyelids, the cries that are born in the depths of his artificial throat. In order to fulfill his mission to step on the platform. There is a style that can truly be called "near-future baseball hard-boiled".

Run for home base. Cross the city and defeat the enemy. In the future, baseball has become a murderous game in which cyborgs, enhanced for baseball, fight for their lives. Today, in a city abandoned by humans, the game is played on the entire city. He literally defeats the traitors and the players of the opposing team who stand in his way, and then he runs, looking at the corpses of the killed players of the same team beside him. He runs for home base. No matter how many people he kills, no matter who is killed, the cyborg player does not scream, does not shed a tear. No, he may just hide the tears that flow behind his artificial eyelids, the cries that are born in the depths of his artificial throat. In order to fulfill his mission to step on the platform. There is a style that can truly be called "near-future baseball hard-boiled".

Run for home base. Cross the city and defeat the enemy. In the future, baseball has become a murderous game in which cyborgs, enhanced for baseball, fight for their lives. Today, in a city abandoned by humans, the game is played on the entire city. He literally defeats the traitors and the players of the opposing team who stand in his way, and then he runs, looking at the corpses of the killed players of the same team beside him. He runs for home base. No matter how many people he kills, no matter who is killed, the cyborg player does not scream, does not shed a tear. No, he may just hide the tears that flow behind his artificial eyelids, the cries that are born in the depths of his artificial throat. In order to fulfill his mission to step on the platform. There is a style that can truly be called "near-future baseball hard-boiled".

Run for home base. Cross the city and defeat the enemy. In the future, baseball has become a murderous game in which cyborgs, enhanced for baseball, fight for their lives. Today, in a city abandoned by humans, the game is played on the entire city. He literally defeats the traitors and the players of the opposing team who stand in his way, and then he runs, looking at the corpses of the killed players of the same team beside him. He runs for home base. No matter how many people he kills, no matter who is killed, the cyborg player does not scream, does not shed a tear. No, he may just hide the tears that flow behind his artificial eyelids, the cries that are born in the depths of his artificial throat. In order to fulfill his mission to step on the platform. There is a style that can truly be called "near-future baseball hard-boiled".

Run for home base. Cross the city and defeat the enemy. In the future, baseball has become a murderous game in which cyborgs, enhanced for baseball, fight for their lives. Today, in a city abandoned by humans, the game is played on the entire city. He literally defeats the traitors and the players of the opposing team who stand in his way, and then he runs, looking at the corpses of the killed players of the same team beside him. He runs for home base. No matter how many people he kills, no matter who is killed, the cyborg player does not scream, does not shed a tear. No, he may just hide the tears that flow behind his artificial eyelids, the cries that are born in the depths of his artificial throat. In order to fulfill his mission to step on the platform. There is a style that can truly be called "near-future baseball hard-boiled".

One hot summer day, with the roar of helicopters and jets in the sky. When Yoshimi returned home, he found a letter in his mailbox. It was from his "real father" who said that he was waiting for him at the beach house and wanted him to come and see him. He didn't immediately believe the story that "you are not a real child of the family", but the suggestion that he had a chicken head was true. The next day, Yoshimi leaves the house, ready to never return. Meanwhile, the three women gather at the bus stop and are surprised to find chicken heads hanging from each other's necks. The three quickly become friends and embark on a foolhardy adventure, but they are involved in one bizarre accident after another... A surreal story and images that seem to make no sense, that seems to continue and break off, that seems to be in the near future and in the past, that seems eerie and wacky. The analogue speed of the film evokes the sensation of a daytime nightmare.

One hot summer day, with the roar of helicopters and jets in the sky. When Yoshimi returned home, he found a letter in his mailbox. It was from his "real father" who said that he was waiting for him at the beach house and wanted him to come and see him. He didn't immediately believe the story that "you are not a real child of the family", but the suggestion that he had a chicken head was true. The next day, Yoshimi leaves the house, ready to never return. Meanwhile, the three women gather at the bus stop and are surprised to find chicken heads hanging from each other's necks. The three quickly become friends and embark on a foolhardy adventure, but they are involved in one bizarre accident after another... A surreal story and images that seem to make no sense, that seems to continue and break off, that seems to be in the near future and in the past, that seems eerie and wacky. The analogue speed of the film evokes the sensation of a daytime nightmare.

One hot summer day, with the roar of helicopters and jets in the sky. When Yoshimi returned home, he found a letter in his mailbox. It was from his "real father" who said that he was waiting for him at the beach house and wanted him to come and see him. He didn't immediately believe the story that "you are not a real child of the family", but the suggestion that he had a chicken head was true. The next day, Yoshimi leaves the house, ready to never return. Meanwhile, the three women gather at the bus stop and are surprised to find chicken heads hanging from each other's necks. The three quickly become friends and embark on a foolhardy adventure, but they are involved in one bizarre accident after another... A surreal story and images that seem to make no sense, that seems to continue and break off, that seems to be in the near future and in the past, that seems eerie and wacky. The analogue speed of the film evokes the sensation of a daytime nightmare.

One hot summer day, with the roar of helicopters and jets in the sky. When Yoshimi returned home, he found a letter in his mailbox. It was from his "real father" who said that he was waiting for him at the beach house and wanted him to come and see him. He didn't immediately believe the story that "you are not a real child of the family", but the suggestion that he had a chicken head was true. The next day, Yoshimi leaves the house, ready to never return. Meanwhile, the three women gather at the bus stop and are surprised to find chicken heads hanging from each other's necks. The three quickly become friends and embark on a foolhardy adventure, but they are involved in one bizarre accident after another... A surreal story and images that seem to make no sense, that seems to continue and break off, that seems to be in the near future and in the past, that seems eerie and wacky. The analogue speed of the film evokes the sensation of a daytime nightmare.

One hot summer day, with the roar of helicopters and jets in the sky. When Yoshimi returned home, he found a letter in his mailbox. It was from his "real father" who said that he was waiting for him at the beach house and wanted him to come and see him. He didn't immediately believe the story that "you are not a real child of the family", but the suggestion that he had a chicken head was true. The next day, Yoshimi leaves the house, ready to never return. Meanwhile, the three women gather at the bus stop and are surprised to find chicken heads hanging from each other's necks. The three quickly become friends and embark on a foolhardy adventure, but they are involved in one bizarre accident after another... A surreal story and images that seem to make no sense, that seems to continue and break off, that seems to be in the near future and in the past, that seems eerie and wacky. The analogue speed of the film evokes the sensation of a daytime nightmare.

One hot summer day, with the roar of helicopters and jets in the sky. When Yoshimi returned home, he found a letter in his mailbox. It was from his "real father" who said that he was waiting for him at the beach house and wanted him to come and see him. He didn't immediately believe the story that "you are not a real child of the family", but the suggestion that he had a chicken head was true. The next day, Yoshimi leaves the house, ready to never return. Meanwhile, the three women gather at the bus stop and are surprised to find chicken heads hanging from each other's necks. The three quickly become friends and embark on a foolhardy adventure, but they are involved in one bizarre accident after another... A surreal story and images that seem to make no sense, that seems to continue and break off, that seems to be in the near future and in the past, that seems eerie and wacky. The analogue speed of the film evokes the sensation of a daytime nightmare.