The battle between Akagi and Washizu that would become the stuff of legends in the underworld of mahjong... Game 6, South Hand 1, 1 Counter: as dealer, Akagi gets a direct mangan hit off Washizu and not only takes all of Washizu's 600 million Yen, but also drives him to a point where he has to have blood withdrawn. "If there's not enough money, take my blood!", Washizu yells. To that Akagi replies, "You have to stop my reign as dealer, or you’ll die."  The crazed game of Washizu mahjong where both bet their blood is about to reach its climax...
That sweet smell omitted from 
weak things on their way to death.
Dieser süße Geruch, der von schwachen
Dingen ausgeht, wenn sie sterben.
El dulce olor que viene de los 
débiles cuando van a morir.
El dulce olor que viene de 
los débiles cuando van a morir.
C’est l’odeur émise par ceux
destinés à mourir sous peu.
Il dolce odore che proviene dagli esseri deboli 
che vanno incontro alla morte.
O aroma doce que os fracos
exalam quando vão morrer.