The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting Episode 1: The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting
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READTHROUGH
A Peaceful Birthday Reflection
The episode opens on a quiet night, belying the tension that often surrounds men like Toru Kirishima. He reflects on a peaceful birthday, a rare commodity in his line of work. Little Yaeka, his charge, stands beside him, her simple joy at his happiness a stark contrast to his past. She offers him a heartfelt "I’m glad Kirishima-kun was happy," a sentiment he receives with a soft smile. These are moments he now cherishes.
Yaeka's Memories and Kirishima's Vow
When Yaeka asks about his year, Kirishima admits it was one of hard work, not just remembering names, but avoiding his boss's wrath. He gently pats her head, his expression softening as he speaks of her parents' love for her smile. His vow is clear: to work harder so she can always laugh. Flashbacks to Yaeka's innocent past, filled with friends and family, emphasize what Kirishima is truly protecting.
Playful Portraits
A moment of levity breaks the thoughtful mood as Kirishima pulls out his phone. He playfully insists on taking photos with Yaeka, despite her mild protests. Her "No! I didn’t say that!" is met with his gentle teasing, cementing the bond they've formed. It is a small, ordinary interaction, but deeply meaningful for these two, filled with a quiet joy.
The Demon's Mask and the Angel's Call
The episode abruptly shifts to a darker reality, opening with an ominous title card for 'A Bad Person'. We see a shadowed figure, revealed to be Kirishima, standing over unconscious men, his face hidden behind a mask. This is "The Demon of Sakuragi" in his element, menacing and brutal. Suddenly, Yaeka’s innocent voice cuts through the darkness, asking "Tomorrow, the park?" The contrast is visceral, pulling Kirishima back from the brink of his violent world.
A Child's Hope, A Caretaker's Fear
Yaeka, unable to sleep, reappears at the door, her small voice reiterating her hope for the park trip. Kirishima reassures her, his promise heartfelt, but a ringing phone shatters the peace. The voice on the other end delivers chilling news: "We have the boss’s daughter." Kirishima's face hardens, his protector instincts immediately taking over. He stands, resolute, ready to confront the threat.
Kirishima's Fury Unleashed
Kirishima stalks through the night, his grim determination illuminated by the city lights. Shiromoto, the antagonist, waits in his car, a smug smirk on his face, observing Kirishima's apartment. The confrontation is swift and brutal, a flurry of precise, powerful strikes. Kirishima's superior skill is undeniable, knocking Shiromoto to the ground with cold efficiency. His face is etched with cold rage as he dials a number.
Yaeka's Peaceful Sleep, Kirishima's Heavy Burden
After the confrontation, Kirishima makes a call, his voice flat as he reports the situation to Sugihara. His demeanor softens immediately as he looks at his phone, presumably at a photo of Yaeka. He finds her sleeping peacefully in her bed, a tender image that sharpens his resolve. A voiceover from Yaeka calls him "cool," a stark contrast to the cold smile that crosses Kirishima's face as he declares his intent to "settle this."
A Unified Front for Protection
As Kirishima walks alone in the rain, burdened by his decision, he finds unexpected solidarity. Sugihara, Kei, and Masaya appear, offering their unwavering support. Kirishima's brief smile acknowledges their loyalty, a moment of shared purpose. Together, they form a united front, marching towards a warehouse, ready for the inevitable conflict that awaits them.
Rescue and Silent Promise
Inside the warehouse, Kirishima swiftly confronts Shiromoto, disarming him and delivering a decisive blow. He catches Yaeka as she falls, holding her close, a silent promise of protection in his embrace. He carries the sobbing child on his back through the rain, looking at her sleeping face with a tenderness that belies his earlier fury. It is a long walk home, heavy with unspoken commitment.
The Quiet Resolve
Back home, Kirishima gently lays Yaeka in her bed, a profound tenderness in his touch as he watches her sleep. He cleanses his face, the exhaustion evident, but his resolve unbroken. He clenches his fist, a silent vow to himself, then looks out at the city, his silhouette framed against the night. His purposeful walk down the hallway signifies a new, determined path he has chosen.

