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In today's world, people see sex as more than just a means of reproduction.
It's evolved to mean different things to different people,
filling a distinct individual void.
And which country ranks amongst the lowest in the world
in terms of frequency and satisfaction from sex?
Japan.
But when the sun goes down…
that's when people reveal their true selves.
But once that sun rises again,
they revert back to the mask they wear in public.
Nobody talks about sex,
and it's as if it's nothing more than a passing fancy.
But is that really the truth?
Or is there something hidden underneath?
If you're someone who's struggling with sex,
-I'm the guy who can help you. -Oh!
Please ensure you have all your belongings before leaving…
-We are stopping at… -Excuse me. Sorry. Pardon me.
Oh! Ah!
Oh…
What is that?
- Oh… -Wow!
- -Ah…
Uh…
Uh… sorry, my bad.
Uh, th-those are for educational purposes only.
Educational tools. Tools!
Not recreational.
- - Ugh!
SHIMOTORI CLINIC
COME TO US WITH ANY SEXUAL CONCERNS
So they thought you were a perv again, huh?
You love to disappear into your own little world, don't ya?
You think you might learn your lesson someday?
That maybe it's not a good idea
to be carrying around a bag bursting with sex toys.
I had a lecture at the university.
Think about how it makes me look.
I have to go pick you up every time you do something like that.
Sorry, I'll remember that.
Excuse… Ow!
Excuse me?
-Goddamn it! That hurts! - It's okay, just breathe.
It's so bad that I can't even tell how much pain I'm in anymore.
- How did, um… - Oh, damn!
-Okay, no. That might hurt. That's bad. - Doctor, maybe olive oil?
Good. Thank you.
- I can't take much more. - Huh?
You know… it's not exactly what I do here.
I mean, the sign says, "Come to us with any sexual concerns."
Well, yes. But, uh…
This is more like plastic and reconstructive surgery or, uh…
urology, even, I'd say.
Ah.
But I guess sexual therapy can sound a little confusing.
The other day, I had an older woman beg me to castrate some stray--
-I don't mean to be rude, but get it out! -Uh-huh, I'm sorry.
-Ah, just apply a little bit of oil here. -
It's going all over it! I can feel it! Ah!
- It's okay, just breathe slowly. -You'll be all good.
-I'll gently pull it out. - You're gonna rip it off!
-It's gone, it's gone, it's gone! - No, it's not. Breathe.
-I'll go slow and be gentle. -
-Ah, you got it, you got it, you got it! -Please hold still, sir.
-It's snapping! -It's almost out, we're almost there.
- -
Aah… uh…
There we are.
Ah!
- Check it. - Oh! Uh…
-Uh… - Aah!
Oh, thanks so much!
-You're a lifesaver. - Oh, man.
-So, how exactly… -Oh, right.
How should I put this?
It was out of curiosity.
Or to be honest, I couldn't help myself.
Ah.
I've just been having these erotic thoughts lately.
All day, every day. It's wild.
-Mmm. -It makes me wanna try all these things.
-Like I'm reverting to a horny teenager. -Aah.
I thought it would go away,
once I became more of an adult, ya know?
-Instead, it just kept getting worse. - Mmm.
It's anywhere. On the train, or at work. Literally anywhere.
You're talking about masturbation?
Yeah… Wh-what if…
it never gets any better?
Do you… do you think that I'm sick?
Hmm. It's a hard thing to define.
Hmm.
Marin, you got a sec?
Are we done for the day?
You've got one new patient later on, otherwise, basically nothing.
-Good to know. - It's actually not good.
We're gonna go out of business.
Allow me to introduce myself again to you.
I'm Dr. Shimotori.
Uh, does that say sex therapist?
It does, yeah.
Would you like to try it? Might do you good.
Uh, yeah.
Eyes open. There's no reason to feel embarrassed.
- -Ah!
Ah!
Now, let's take a deep breath and try climbing.
No, I-I'm sorry. I don't think I can.
-I'm gonna have an anxiety attack. -You can trust me.
I'll make sure that nothing goes wrong and you don't fall.
Try the blue ones.
There's literally nothing for us to do around here.
Yeah.
Look, it's good, it's not stressful, but…
Uh, no, it's not good at all.
The business isn't sustainable.
If you move your right foot next, then it'll be easy.
I'm more freaked out that he's taking on all these weird-ass clients.
-Good! - People's junk in milk bottles.
-Or castrating random cats. -Oh my God! I did it! I made it!
-Good for you! You did it, see? - Aah!
It's not his job to judge.
He's a professional, his job is to hear the patient out no matter what.
Does he have to go rock climbing for that?
I won't pretend to understand what he does.
My job is to sit here and answer all these calls we're not getting.
- Ah! Ah! -I got you.
-You'll be fine, trust me. You're good. -Ah.
Aah!
There, not so bad.
I can't believe it! Oh!
That was amazing!
Uh, and also,
I think you holding the rope helped me with my confidence.
Hm.
Therapy will be good for you. Trust me on this.
Be warned, I might not be able to climb for you or even next to you.
But I'll show you how not to fall,
and maybe even suggest the right route for your issues.
Oh!
That's so cool.
Those climbing holds look like a yawning face.
Ah!
-Hmm. -You're lucky, doctor, huh?
You don't worry about sex at all, do you?
One thing you can be sure of…
When it comes to sex, no one is sure about anything.
- - Hey, I'm back.
Amaka is gonna be a new regular.
That's great, but your other new patient is waiting.
What? Who?
Akira Hayama. He didn't want to wait here, so I showed him into the therapy room.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
My name is Dr. Shimotori, and I'm a sex therapist.
Ah. That's Yuta, my nurse. He works with me.7
He sits in and takes notes for me.
PATIENT QUESTIONNAIRE
What was it that brought you here today, then?
Addiction, actually.
Sexual addiction.
I'm happily married with a child.
But sometimes it can be three people in one day.
I don't care if it's some kind of pill.
Whatever. I just need you to cure it.
So it could be with numerous, anonymous partners, correct?
-Other than your wife? - No.
It's my wife.
She's the one who's addicted to sex.
Ms. Natsume makes an incredible herbal tea.
What's it today?
It's lemongrass and spearmint. Mmm.
Please, go ahead.
So, where's your husband?
He prefers that no one sees him here.
He's killing time somewhere.
Oh. Sorry.
Don't worry, it's fine.
Ah… mind if I ask you a few questions?
How often do you have sex with your husband?
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