One day, Johann=Gustav swings by Nobu with a dignified looking old man at his side. The older gentleman savors whatsontap with a smile, excitedly trying all sorts of different dishes one after the other. Pickled small horse mackerel, panko-fried Spanish mackerel… The older man is overwhelmed by the multitude of exotic dishes he’s never tasted before. Supposedly, this strange gentleman is Johann’s uncle, but who is he really…?
When I look around, all I see is 
Amakusa, Amakusa, Amakusa, Amakusa.
عندما أنظر حولي، كلّ ما أراه هو
أماكوسا، أماكوسا، أماكوسا، أماكوسا
Alles, was man hier sieht,
ist Amakusa, Amakusa, Amakusa.
Cuando miro por aquí,
solo veo Amakusa, Amakusa, Amakusa.
Cuando miro por aquí,
solo veo Amakusa, Amakusa, Amakusa.
Peu importe où je regarde,
je vois Amakusa, Amakusa, Amakusa…
Se mi guardo intorno, vedo solo
Amakusa, Amakusa, Amakusa, Amakusa.
Bem, estou olhando em volta e tudo o
que vejo é Amakusa, Amakusa, Amakusa.
Смотрю я тут по сторонам и везде:
Амакуса, Амакуса, Амакуса, Амакуса.