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Four days later I was arrested.
I really felt relieved.
I thought, "Now I can finally communicate with people."
I was interrogated by three psychiatrists.
They concluded I was mentally insane.
I was sent to a criminal psychiatric ward.
Before they could start treating me
the French public grew upset at me being kept at their expense.
Therefore I was deported and sent back to Japan.
After arriving in Narita, Japan,
it seems as though they had already made up their minds
that I wasn't mentally ill,
but had a personality disorder.
Without undergoing any treatment,
I was forced to leave the hospital.
I had no job. No income.
One day I got a call from the media.
A serial kidnapper and murderer had been arrested.
For some reason they wanted to interview me.
Japan was in an economic bubble back then.
They easily put 10, 20 grand on the table,
for me to write an article.
It eventually led me to write a book.
Every morning until the early afternoon,
I work on my novels, essays and other writings.
I've written 20 books.
Everyone knew I needed money.
I guess that's why this publisher who makes lolita manga
suddenly showed up at my house
and asked me to do a comic.
The painter Kazumasa Nakagawa invited me
to his studio after my incident
and told me to paint landscapes.
He believed female portraits were depraving.
But then I realized that what I really wanted to paint
were women.
I only draw portraits of women I think are truly beautiful.
And I have a manager
to sell my paintings internationally.
I have no idea how much I can sell.
This book caused many troubles with the publisher.
I translated my psychiatric examination report and used it.
COVER
The pictures of the incident are used.
It shouldn't have been published.
And everyone asks me to sign this book.
Japanese people nowadays are really stupid.
They have the same mentality as I, a terrible criminal, did.
This is Renée.
I haven't paid rent for 5 months now. I might be kicked out any day.
If I'm kicked out, I'll just have to kill myself.
Who knows when I'll die. While I'm alive I want to keep this apartment.
Therefore I don't want to waste my energy on stupid things.
But in reality,
I have to be vulgar to survive.
Issei Sagawa, 32 years old, was arrested in Paris for murdering a female Dutch student.
He *** her after shooting her dead.
He cut her up with a knife and an electrical meat slicer, and ate her.
"1 WEEK WITH SAGAWA"
Terry Ito, a producer,
pitched to make this video.
I accepted without knowing the details.
He made me do such weird things.
They measured my strength while they made fun of me.
Most of it's stupid.
We also re-enacted
'Little Red Riding Hood' with a girl.
I played the wolf.
You're a bit skinny, but you look delicious!
What?
I'm talking about the fruits in your basket.
Should I run ahead and wait for her?
I'm surprised how small your mouth is!
But I can still eat you!
What are you doing?
After I was set free
my life was really hard.
I hadn't learnt my lesson and kept on chasing Western women.
I used to steal money out of my father's wallet to use on women.
I even sold off paintings and my brother's cello.
In the end I was using my father's credit card.
In 1993 I met an old German guy.
He purposely introduced many white girls to me
and I paid for all the expenses.
But thanks to him I met Rhonda.
She was sexy.
Her thighs looked tasty.
Thalia was Rhonda's best friend and gorgeous.
We totally got along.
But I never had sex with them.
They only used me to pay for the trip.
My first trip with Rhonda and Thalia was Canada.
Then India.
Mexico was only with Rhonda.
Our last trip was to Iceland.
At this time Thalia didn't know what I'd done.
Nor did Rhonda.
So they were carefree.
It was a fun trip.
They introduced me to drugs.
I didn't feel any effect.
I never asked them to do things like this. They did it on their own.
They were crazy.
I think they were lesbians.
They were always wearing sexy clothes.
We took so many sexy pictures.
This is my favorite picture.
I didn't ask them to do this. They did it themselves.
At this time, Thalia's boyfriend found out about me.
He faxed her to stay away from me.
Temporarily we lost touch.
She promised she wouldn't tell Rhonda.
I've graduated from Western women.
I'm only into Japanese women, especially from Okinawa.
They're really cute.
I even feel an appetite.
My first crush was Akiko Yada.
She's an actress. That's her.
My next crush was Aya Ueto.
I still like her, especially when she was young.
Kyoko Hasegawa. Her legs are so beautiful.
Aya Ueto is too good to eat.
I want to bury my head in her armpit and die.
Of course they're beautiful and I think they look delicious.
I'm such a pervert.
This is the best stuff for ***.
It's quite long.
Here she still doesn't know anything about me.
She's still innocent.
"Yuri Satonaka. 21 years old. *** actress"
'- We're shooting today.
Yes we are.
'- You know what we're shooting?
Just a little bit.
'- What do you know?
It's with a writer...
What was his name?
'- Mr. Sagawa. - Mr. Sagawa...
I visit Mr. Sagawa's apartment,
and we live together for a day.
That's what I was told.
I heard he's an interesting guy.
I don't know what that means yet.
'- What's the basic story?
A man and a woman are trapped in together.
Naturally they'll have sex.
'- Without telling her about your cannibalism?
I won't tell her at first.
I'll show her my books after we have sex.
I'll casually show her the pictures.
Then I'll let her look through it by herself.
'- Are these real?
'- Yes they are.
'- This is crazy... You even cut off her ***...
Yes I did. I ate one,
but it was only fat and wasn't good.
- There's a requirement from the director.
Please do it three times.
Have sex three times.
It looks delicious.
I'm telling her what I did in the past after we had sex.
Gradually it became an obligation
more than a desire to eat her.
Look how she's covering her legs because she's scared.
'- It hit the back of her head.
She died on the spot.
I still can't grasp it as reality.
What's this?
"Renée's flesh was in the fridge...?"
You put it in the fridge?
- I have an urge to drink your urine
and swallow your saliva.
Are you okay? Is it too much?
More. Do it more.
I can't pee anymore.
Can I lick your feet?
Or your thigh?
Here, here.
Me too?
Her urine was delicious but I couldn't breathe.
'- It's 2 o'clock.
Oh, it's over?
'- 24 hours have passed.
It's over. Thank you.
I understand that he's full of insecurities.
I think it's selfish to let his fantasies grow so wild.
Or it's like he's lacking something...
I'm just in a state of shock right now...
This was about 15 years ago.
I was still caught up in the incident.
She became a good friend to me.
Thanks to her, my twisted desires towards women
have slowly but surely changed.
My parents died from different illnesses,
but almost simultaneously.
I was too shocked to even cry.
I realized you can't even cry when you're in real shock.
It makes me wonder if my parents' death is so painful...
Why can't I feel remorseful for what I've done?
Why don't I feel the same shock?
Even to this day, the moment I try,
my mind freezes.
No one calls, writes nor visits me.
I'm in absolute solitude.
I know I'm already crazy.
When I feel a cannibalistic urge
I suppress it by ***.
If I can't release my *** desires, my appetite grows.
I've become impotent and cannot ***.
I'm terribly worried,
now that I can't suppress
my cannibalistic desires by ***,
I fear my cannibalism
might emerge again.
I'm 61 now, and still can't figure out what this is all about.
I don't even know who I am.
Nor the meaning of my life.
My life will never get better.
It would have been much easier to die.
I really wish they would
give me the death sentence.
Death is my only hope.
Recently, more than the urge of eating someone,
I have the urge to be killed.
I want to die suffering,
slowly torn apart alive,
Of course, I'd rather be killed by a beautiful woman than a man.
Yet again, it's my fantasy.