Having lost Tamaki, Takuboku abandons poetry to write a novel in an attempt to change society. He asks Natsume Souseki to look at it, but receives no praise. Even with Sonobe right in front of him, Takuboku is unable to avenge Tamaki and it sends him into despair. He tricks Kyousuke into giving him money so he can head to the pleasure district to devote himself to debauchery where fellow literary men Yoshii and Sakutarou clash with him. Drowning in hopelessness, mind, body, and heart utterly destroyed, Takuboku is surprised to find Bokusui wandering in his direction. Where does Takuboku decide to go when he hears Bokusui's poem? Meanwhile, Kyousuke...
You've been locked in there 
for three days now, haven't you?
حبستَ نفسك لثلاثة أيّام إلى الآن، صحيح؟
Du bist da jetzt schon drei Tage drin.
Das tut deinem Körper nicht gut.
Llevas encerrado en casa tres días.
Llevas encerrado en casa tres días.
Cela fait trois jours
que tu vis cloîtré.
Sei chiuso lì già da tre giorni, no?
Você está trancado aqui há três dias, não?
Ты уже три дня не выходишь.