Masaki is spending his days in a quiet, detached way, going to school, taking class, then going home. Since that day, he hasn't ridden the waves even once. But no matter how much he wants to resent surfing, wants to hate it, wants to quit it...he can't rid himself of the love he has for it. One night, under a full moon, Masaki laments alone on the Oarai shore. Tanaka quietly approaches. Moonlight. The sound of waves. And then, Masaki...
Tanaka-kun, you're going to 
Hawaii next week, right?
تاناكا-كن، ستسافر إلى هاواي في الأسبوع المقبل، صحيح؟
Tanaka-kun, für dich geht es
nächste Woche nach Hawaii, oder?
Tanaka, partes a Hawái
la otra semana, ¿no?
Tanaka, te vas a Hawái
la semana que viene, ¿no?
Tu pars à Hawaï
la semaine prochaine, Tanaka ?
Tanaka, la prossima settimana
partirai per le Hawaii, giusto?
Tanaka-kun, você vai pro Havaí
na semana que vem, né?
Танака, ты через
неделю на Гавайи уедешь?