Hotaru: I was thinking I wanted to see Buchou...

When I left this house, I fell into pieces and cried non-stop.
I should have been incredibly happy with the prospect of living with the person I loved, but the moment I walked out the door, I couldn't stop my over flowing tears.
I cried and cried, and I couldn't do anything about it.
Even when I started living with the person I loved, at the end of each day, although I didn't know why, I wanted to talk to you.
Even when he broke up with me, I wanted to meet you.
Even after I started living alone, a the end of each day I'd think, I wanted to talk to Buchou, on this porch.
I couldn't forget about you.
I wanted to see you again once more, in training wear and a top knot.
I came back here, because I wanted to see you.
I decided this by myself, because it's my own life.
Buchou: Amemiya...

Hotaru: I wanted to see you!
To see you...
To see you...
I wonder why though...
Buchou: "Why?" It's because you're in love with me.
I too, love you.
*silence, and then both of them tilt their heads*
Hotaru and Buchou together: I wonder why though...?

Hotaru no Hikari

Buchou: I thought you said you changed a bit after your last love?
I thought you were climbing the staircase of your life alone?
Hotaru: I did. Around two steps.
Buchou: So the staircase of your life, has only two steps?

Hotaru no Hikari

Yuka-san: Himono-onna?
Yamada-oneesan: Yes, Himono-onna. Recently there seems to be a lot of those among girls in their twenties.
Office ladies: What are they?
Yamada-neesan: For example, at work they put on the face of a lively office lady, but as soon as they go home, they change into a jersey as soon as possible. Hair too, like this *piles her hair up on the head* Samurai-style topknot, and they might even scratch their butts. A snack in one hand, gulping down canned beer with the other. On weekends, they don't even go on dates to try and meet people, but go straight home. When they don't have work, all they do is eat and sleep, eat and sleep... Not a SINGLE guy around her.

Hotaru no Hikari

Manager: Let's live together.
Live together, the two of us.
This IS your favorite spot right?
You don't want to leave right?
Let's live here together, the two of us
Amemiya: Manager...
Is it really okay?
You said you couldn't face your wife... if you had to live together with a woman...
Manager: Well... You're not a woman after all..
Amemiya: Eh?
Manager: Your clothes, your life style, not a SINGLE bit of elegance. You're like a dried up Himono.
Yes, You're a Himono-onna.
Amemiya: Himono... onna?
Manager: You are no longer a woman. You are already dried up. You're finished as a woman. Hence, I came to the conclusion that there will be no problem living with you.
Isn't it great?

Hotaru no Hikari

Holding hands is... folk dance.
Eye to eye is... eye contact.
Head to head is crashing.
Lips to lips is... kissing.
* runs away randomly along the street, then stops for air*
Oh my god!!!
Maybe I'll be pregnant! Impossible, no, not from just kissing.
Calm down, me. I know it's been long since my last kiss, but this is too much!
*walking slowly*
The question is, why did he kiss me?
Why me?
Why me??
I don't know.
Don't know. Don't know.
I DONT KNOWWW!!!
*runs away again then stops near a shop window and calls Yamada*
I just encountered the most shocking thing in the entire century.

Amemiya, Episode 1 ~ Hotaru no Hikari