Tama hides a deep, dark secret, and meeting Handa may have led her to reveal it. Is it too late for her to save her reputation? Meanwhile, Handa is suffering his own angst after not placing first in a calligraphy competition. Maybe a friendly mochi-picking session with the villagers will cheer him up...
Without calligraphy, I have nothing.
لا أمتلكُ أيَّ شيءٍ ذا قيمة إلَّا الخط
Ohne meine Kalligraphie habe ich 
nichts Wertvolles zu bieten.
Sin mi caligrafía, 
no tengo nada de valor que ofrecer.
car je n’ai rien d’autre
que la calligraphie.