Akagi is on a single wait for his last tile.
Ishikawa : Wait!
What the hell are you talking about?
How can you say that Urabe is going to deal into your last tile?
How can you be so sure?
It'd be different if Urabe was down to one tile.
But he hasn't declared a Riichi, nor has he called any tiles.
He can choose from any of the fourteen tiles in his hand.
No matter how you look at it, the chances of him dealing into your hand are too low!
Urabe : I'll definitely deal into your hand?
That's nothing but a bluff!
That Hai Tei, Dora 4...
[Hai Tei - Winning from the very last tile dealt in a game.]
...is the absolute limit of his "magic."
There can't be anything more.
I have twelve different kinds of tiles to choose from.
He's not choosing it... I am.
Even if I did have his winning tile, it's still a one-in-twelve chance.
I can't deal into his hand.
I'm going to dodge it! Definitely!
Is it this one?
Well? It can't be this one!
It can't be this 2 Pin!
Ishikawa : It can't be...
Kawada : This can't be...
Ishikawa : Is this a dream?
- Everyone surprised -
Ishikawa : It's a Ron.
Hai Tei, Dora 4.
Urabe : It can't be...
H-How can this happen...?
An unprecedented victory.
The death match between Akagi and Urabe ends.
- Place Changed -
The miracle has occurred yet again.
On that hellish night six years ago, when Akagi...
...who was only a beginner, defeated the blind Mahjong master, Ichikawa.
A reenactment of his miraculous game.
Akagi : Oh, it's you...
We're done here.
I beat Urabe, who the fake lost to.
There's no point in staying.
Osamu : They don't think so...
Kawada : Akagi...
You're the real thing.
I'm not going to do something uncouth like ask you to be my rep player.
But I do want you to explain something to me.
How did you know Urabe would choose the 2 Pin for the final dealing?
If you leave without telling me, I won't be able to sleep at night.
It'll be torture.
It's only polite for you to explain before you leave.
Isn't that right?
Akagi : All right.
I'll make it quick.
- Place Changed -
Kawada : I had them leave, but the table was left alone.
I thought it would be easier for you to explain.
A : Yes, sir.
- The Urabe's hand opened -
Kawada : How could you know that he'd deal the 2 Pin from this hand?
Before that, how did you know that he even had a 2 Pin?
Akagi : Boss...
To know how Urabe had the 2 Pin...
...and why he dealt it...
...are the top building blocks of my strategy.
You wouldn't understand if I only told you abou that...
...so I'll start from the cornerstone.
Kawada : The cornerstone?
Akagi : This is actually the most important part.
To win in Mahjong...
...you have to understand the most fundamental parts of your opponent's thought processes.
That's the foundation.
I start building my strategy on that foundation.
And I continue to build to the top.
By doing so, I can guide Urabe...
...to his hell of dealing the 2 Pin in the last moments.
When people are confronted with danger, their true colores show.
You have to measure that in his regular condition and ascertain it accurately.
It's vital to determine his true nature in the beginning.
Throwing Osamu at him as bait was part of that recon.
Urabe didn't attack Osamu right away.
He should have had a good idea of Osamu's level the moment he played him.
Yet, he still waited to see.
In that moment, I started to sense something.
Ishikawa : Sense what?
Akagi : A psychological habit that had taken root in the deepest pats of his mind.
I sensed his directional tendency...
Simply put, when he's confronted with danger...
...he won't keep charging, nor retreat.
He's the kind of player that stands still.
The game style of reservation was his true nature.
That's why he pulled a wait-and-see with Osamu.
That tendency continued even after I started playing.
He kept dealing safe tile after safe tile when I declared Riichis the moment I got a Ten Pai.
He player deftly and won those games while dealing safe tiles...
...but he also lost something important.
Ishikawa : Which was?
Akagi : He was showing which were his safe tiles and which tiles he won with.
He showed which tiles he thought would pass and which tiles he would hold on to.
Those habits and tendencies...
His playing style became clearer.
And that information speaks the loudest at the end of a Mahjong game.
He lost information about himself, while I hid my own...
...by saying I was in No Ten despite declaring a Riichi.
I didn't show my hand even though I had to pay 8,000 points.
At that time, Urabe got a bigger lead in points...
...but in terms of gaining intelligence, I had a crushing victory.
He didn't have anything to work with against me.
That's how I played.
In the next game, I made the Open Riichi on the 4 An Kou.
I let winning tiles slide by multiple times...
...an outrageous act to him, and insisted on winning with the 4 An Kou.
Urabe's logic and experience were unable to process this sort of playing style.
He got his points for that round, but his impression of me became even more murky.