"I want to forget it all."
I wonder if everyone has thought that once.
Times your heart's been broken,
times you've made big blunders at work,
times you've been embarrassed,
sad times...
But humans aren't machines.
Bad memories stick in our minds
and are harder than ever to forget.
But in this world
there's someone who forgets everything,
whether she wants to or not.
Once lost, those memories
can never be restored.
Exterior
Gone!
It's gone!
Emii Laboratory
Gone gone gone...!
Ah~!
The SD card is gone!
- You mean...for the conference? - It was in here!
Have you looked properly?
Perhaps it's been stolen.
...Or something.
- Stop that, Honda-kun. - That's right, it's been stolen!
If Gongole get their hands on that data...
Who was it?
Hey, who did it?!
Are you suspecting us?
We've been working together all this time.
But he only joined us last month...
No...
I haven't done anything! I...
Don't say that!
Hey, why are you sweating?
- You've been strange for a while. - I thought it was odd, too.
- Confess, please. - Kakushidate-kun?
I'm absolutely not the culprit.
So why am I so shaken
I'm sweating and behaving suspiciously?
This story of a few hours ago...
can be traced all the way back
to when I was born.
I was just a normal, cute little boy,
until I was given that name.
"Yakusuke", with the Yaku meaning "Misfortune".
Why did my parents give me a name like that?
With that, my fate was sealed.
Kakushidate Yakusuke
Was it you?
- What have I done?
- Give it back! Hey!
Even though I try to walk at the edge of the road,
God is completely unfair.
- He laughed. - Scary!
No, there is no god in this world.
Call the police and let's sort this out.
Someone, telephone!
Ah!
Please...let me call a private detective.
Makuru-chan, the phone.
I can't move right now.
Makuma Makuru
In that case, Nuru-kun.
Telephone.
Narikawa Nuru
...You won't answer it.
Kizunai H?r?
Hello, Sandglass Apartments.
Help me, please.
Hm? Eh? Yakusuke-kun?
I'm in deep trouble.
You're always in deep trouble.
Send Kud?-san immediately!
Kud?-chan has retired to the countryside to make soba.
Hold this a moment.
She's left?!
Everyone underestimates soba.
It's rude to the soba makers.
Well, someone else, then.
Ah, yes, just a moment...
Anyone will do!
Let's see...
Can the case be solved within a day?
- Pardon? - We have an excellent detective.
Her motto is "Speedy Resolution"
and she can't be requested in advance.
She takes payment in cash on the day only if she's successful.
Her key characteristic is...
her memory resets after every day.
Her memory...resets?
That's how I met her.
The fastest, most forgetful detective.
Okitegami Ky?ko.
Was it bad luck, or good?
Pleased to meet you.
I'm Okitegami Ky?ko of the Okitegami Detective Agency.
Okitegami Ky?ko's Memorandum
Subtitles by Candylemon
The SD card in question
was definitely in Chief Emii's desk last night.
The room was locked,
and there's no evidence anyone entered during the night.
At 9 this morning,
Hasune-san and Honda-san arrived,
swiftly followed by Gifubu-san and me.
2 hours later, Chief Emii arrived
and noticed the SD card was missing.
In other words, it was stolen between 9 and 11 am.
The desk wasn't locked,
and everyone had a chance to steal it.
As prime suspect, I was searched first...
and although the others were checked just in case,
no one had it on them.
No one had it in their bag, either.
And then Okitegami-san arrived.
What's missing is an SD card like this...
Your company's name is Minabaka?
It's Minabara!
But it says "Minabaka".
The printers made a mistake.
It does say baka.
These mustn't be taken outside
and only employees can use them,
on the president's instructions.
Never mind that, look for this.
- "Kimichu"? - It means confidential.
He has 3 daughters.
It's something they came out with.
What data is on it?
There's no need to worry about information leakage.
My memory resets after each day.
Basically, I'll forget it.
Is that really true?
I've been like it for years.
Here, my medical certificate.
Everything discussed here, and all of you,
will disappear from my memory when I fall asleep.
I'm a confidentiality level A detective.
This lab is engaged
in developing a contact lens-type display.
The data summarised for the conference
includes pre-patented technologies.
If the Gongole company gets hold of it,
all our work will be for naught!
Is it likely it's been removed from this room?
I don't think so.
No one has left this room so far today.
Isn't that right?
Yeah.
- Please prove my innocence... - Wait a minute!
She shouldn't be employed by the prime suspect.
I'm employing her.
I'd like you to find the SD card and identify the thief.
Okay?
Is that okay?
Fine. Because I'm innocent.
Well then, Chief Emii is the client.
And Kakushidate is the prime suspect.
I'll hear your stories one by one in the storeroom.
While each person is with me, the others should search their desk.
The point to look out for is,
just like "using a forest to hide a tree",
it may well be with other SD cards.
It's possible that
it's been relabelled to disguised the contents.
Check every SD card in each folder.
Let's begin.
Can private detectives afford to eat?
It seems so.
But I'm only paid if successful, so I need everyone's testimony.
"Testimony", you say...
Who do you think is the most suspicious?
Honda-san, do you have a girlfriend?
- Are you offering? - Take it however you want.
I'm more popular that you'd think.
Is it Hasune-san?
- Why do you think that? - Ah! I'm right!
There's one chance a year of a salary increase.
Overtime is also paid.
The company treats employees well.
Who handles raise assessments?
I am involved, but I'm fair.
Of course.
I had a business trip scheduled for today.
It was postponed this morning at the other party's convenience.
If you'd gone, you'd have made the discovery tomorrow.
Right.
It's good I came in.
It was unexpected for the culprit.
I never thought Kakushidate-kun would be a spy for Gongole.
- You really don't trust him. - No.
It's not in the chief's desk, either.
Alright, finally it's Kakushidate's turn.
Why not question him in here?
We've confirmed everyone else's innocence.
It's getting late.
Right now, it's...
There's still time.
Let's not rush.
If you don't find it...
Don't worry, I'm paid for results.
For now, I'll hear from the prime suspect, Kakushidate-san,
and we'll talk when I have conclusive evidence.
Shall we go?
Yes.
Hey, is it possible they're in cahoots?
Ah~!
What if he gives her the SD card he took
as a ruse to smuggle it outside?
I don't have it, you searched me!
- We didn't look in his shoes. - Take them off!
Why my clothes, too?!
Okitegami-san!
You go ahead, I'm your client.
- Take them off! - Maybe it's in his mouth?
Even straight tea is surprisingly good.
- I'm sorry, there's no milk. - It's fine.
I really haven't done anything.
Then who do you think is the culprit?
I've asked everyone.
"Who do you think is the most suspicious?"
There's never been a culprit at all.
It's been dropped somewhere,
or lost accidentally.
It's nobody's crime and nobody's fault.
You have great faith in people.
That's the thing.
Do you know how it feels to be suspected when you've done nothing?
Meaning...?
My life has been a series of bad luck.
When I was alone on duty,
the school lunches were one pudding short.
- ...That kind of thing. - Pudding?
All through school I was never able to eat it.
Do you like it?
The problem wasn't the pudding,
it was my bad luck.
Elementary student
Yakusuke
Even in that big crowd,
I was the one under that bird.
No!
Middle school student
Yakusuke
The day of the entrance exam for my first choice of high school,
A meteorite fell right before my eyes.
I wasn't even able to take the exam.
High school student
Yakusuke
In high school
the Boston bag I picked up in passing...
Got him!
...was the ransom for a kidnapping.
While I was in custody,
a job offer I'd worked hard for was cancelled.
And another bird got me.
Stop!
Since then, whether it's dispatches or contracts,
wherever I go I have bad luck,
I'm accused of crimes,
and I'm fired.
What are you gonna do?!
Because of my bad luck,
I'm continually suspected.
That's why I won't suspect anyone.
If people smear me with guilt,
I've resolved to stay silent
and carry it until I die.
Is that gracious or pessimistic...?
Being pessimistic is fine.
But it doesn't mean I'll confess to something I haven't done.
I'm always beset from all sides!
Ah... I don't need pity.
If you get too close,
you might catch my bad luck.
Is it contagious?
I've been told so all my life.
Weren't you trying to get pity?
Ah, I didn't mean to...
Don't worry.
I have an idea about both the criminal and the SD card's location.
You are innocent.
I'm sure I can prove that.
What's wrong?
There might not be a god...
...but maybe there's an angel!
But there's just one thing I don't understand.
The security gate at the entrance to the research facility
uses Minabara's own state-of-the-art system
and can detect any recording medium.
Even if an SD card were swallowed or hidden within the body,
I'm told it would be detected.
Taking an SD card outside
requires an electronic permit from the person in charge.
Stealing an SD card
makes no sense if it can't be taken away.
That's true.
Therefore, what I want to ask...
Sorry, I feel a bit sleepy.
If you go to sleep now...
I'll forget everything.
Are you okay? You need to prove my innocence!
Yes, I had plenty of sleep last night.
- You did? - I'm wide awake.
Since your memory resets when you sleep,
you don't remember yesterday, right?
- Right. - Or the day before, or before that.
- What you've eaten, what you've done. - Right.
I remember things from before I became like this, though.
It's not that upsetting.
You could think of it as a happy thing.
Every day is full of fresh and surprising discoveries.
You're frighteningly optimistic.
For humans, while there's life there's hope.
I'm envious.
For me, all I can think about
is how to live each day uneventfully.
Okitegami-san?
Okitegami-san!
- Yes. - Ah...
Wait... Wait! Don't fall asleep!
Wake up! Wake up!
Okitegami-san! Please! Wake up!
You're kidding?!
The tea must've been drugged.
It happens sometimes.
A criminal puts Ky?ko-san to sleep
so she doesn't uncover their crime.
She forgets them when she sleeps,
so it's easy.
How can she be a detective?!
It's dangerous! It's too big a weakness!
That's why
as the client, you should look after her better.
You should've told me earlier!
- Oh? Didn't I tell you? - You should from the start.
Well, the investigation's back to square one.
Don't say that so lightly.
Wait...
There is one clue.
What?
The person who drugged her is guilty.
- That's right! - Who made the tea?
I did!
- Ah... - Are you the culprit?
No, I'm not!
I just happen to be in a suspicious position!
Okitegami-san?
She's awake, what do I do?
When she wakes, it's her habit to look at her watch, so it's okay.
She's not wearing a watch.
Well, good luck.
I am Okitegami Ky?ko, private detective
My memory resets when I sleep
Going to meet client Kakushidate Yakusuke
I'm Kakushidate Yakusuke.
See? There's no mistake.
Oh~! Wait!
I didn't look! I didn't touch!
Pleased to meet you.
I'm Okitegami Ky?ko of the Okitegami Detective Agency.
We met earlier.
I apologise for sleeping during work.
Please tell me the circumstances.
From the start.
Explanation
Complete
...So that's how it is.
You suspect me, don't you?
I made the tea,
and you've forgotten the culprit.
If I'd been certain you were the culprit,
I'd have overwritten this memo as a precaution.
So we can exclude that.
- What a relief~ - I have a question.
If you stole confidential data,
wouldn't you send it via the internet, maybe by email?
For security, the labs computers aren't linked to outside.
These days, if you're connected
you can exchange things via the cloud, though.
The cloud?
It's a repository on the internet
where data is saved.
It's like a cloud, hence the name.
We're in an era like that.
But isn't that an "o"?
Ah.
There are even things like this?!
Um...how long ago are your memories from?
That's a company secret.
This is great.
Here, we have loads of them.
All employees are forced to use them.
Aren't you finished, Detective?
What are you discussing with the culprit?
We'll be right out.
Another false accusation.
I'll be fired.
...I might even be arrested.
There's no need to be so pessimistic...
I told you, I have ridiculously bad luck!
Ah...
You don't remember.
Please rest assured.
I'm willing to stake my reputation
on finding the culprit.
The culprit who stole my memory...
...will never be forgiven.
I'm going to investigate the murder of Okitegami Ky?ko.
One hour ago, I was killed.
This is clearly a murder case.
- Murder? - What?
There was a hypnotic in Okitegami-san's tea.
- Huh? - What about the SD card?
Everyone knew there were sleeping drugs in the chief's desk.
The tea was made...
- ...just here, right? - Yes.
- What about the... - Ah! Please be patient.
Nothing here looks unusual.
Are you all black?
Do you take your coffee black?
Yes.
That's why there's no sugar or milk...
...or a stirrer, either.
I've found it.
A way to identify the culprit.
Everyone,
do you know this saying?
"The hands say what the mouth does not."
Isn't that eyes?
"The eyes say what the mouth does not."
Never mind the details.
- Did she dodge that? - She dodged it
Everyone, please write on this paper.
"I am innocent."
The hands say what the mouth does not.
The culprit won't be able to write it.
- Huh? - Anyone can write lies.
- What farce is this? - Please just write it quickly.
You all have pens, don't you?
Ah, before that...
Try to imagine the culprit's actions.
When I said I'm paid for success,
that unsettled the culprit.
And they had an idea.
Their opponent is a forgetful detective
whose memory resets when she falls asleep.
They added a hypnotic to freshly brewed tea.
In the turmoil, they weren't noticed.
However, this hypnotic is herbal medicine with large grains
and shows unless it's stirred in.
But there's no stirrer in the lab,
and nothing else rod-shaped around.
The only option was...
- A ballpoint pen! - Right.
The culprit stirred the tea with one of these.
The erasable ballpoint pen everyone uses.
It's a great invention that erases using friction heat.
The description says the ink turns colourless when it reaches 60°C,
so hot water would also erase it.
Ah!
The water in the cup was about 80°C.
What would that do to the pen used to stir it?
There are no replacement pens in this room.
Please write with the pen you have on you.
"I am innocent."
You're the culprit, aren't you?
Gifubu-san, what hairstyle did you have this morning?
Wasn't your hair down?
You don't normally tie your hair back.
That's right, it was down.
What does that mean?
The elastic band.
She tied her hair with an elastic band.
Well, she could claim it was in the way,
but most likely...
Kimichu
Kimichu!
I'm sorry!
I didn't intend to take it outside.
I just wanted to cause trouble...
In 3 years, Gifubu-san
had never once been given a raise.
This morning
Envious of Honda-san, whose wages had risen steadily,
she stole the vital SD card
with the aim of pinning the crime on him.
She planned to plant the stolen SD card
in Honda-san's clear bag later,
but the chief arrived unexpectedly.
- Morning! - Good morning.
The loss was discovered,
and in the commotion that followed
she hid it in her hair.
It's all here.
Can I really go home?
Yeah... Sorry about today.
What about Gifubu-san?
She's taking voluntary redundancy starting today.
That's very light on her.
There's room to sympathise with her.
Hasune, who made the assessments,
was in a relationship with Honda.
It's a fact she favoured Honda.
In spite of all that fuss, there wasn't much fallout.
Pardon?
Can you believe the person who drugged me
stole the SD card for simple harassment.
That's what she told us.
No one's testimony is completely reliable.
It's doubting everything like that
that gets unlucky people like me accused.
You keep saying you have bad luck, but aren't you overthinking things.
Overthinking?
It's because you're mired in pessimism
that you're convinced your luck is bad.
In other words, the bad luck is all in your mind.
The meteorite falling wasn't in my mind,
and nor was my unfortunate life so far.
You saw a meteorite?
You're so lucky!
- Are you making fun of me? - In what way?
You'll have forgotten this conversation tomorrow, won't you?
Right, along with everything about you.
Excuse me.
Thank you for today.
Eh? Wait! Wait!
- Wait! - I have a memo here.
Ah, it's Okitegami Ky?ko.
Well, I'm off.
I want to urgently investigate something.
What's up with her?
If the bad luck was all in my mind,
how would that be good?
Stricken by disasters one after another,
anyone would be pessimistic.
Wait! What's going on?!
Wait! Someone, help! Help!
Good work.
You...
Holding a grudge because you were fired?
Shigenobu-san!
Isn't this Satoi-sensei's house?!
The
Satoi
House
Why has this...
Kakushidate-kun...
Satoi-sensei, what's going on?
Give back the one million yen you stole!
- A million? - You did it, right?
Not again.
Don't move.
Don't you dare move!
Sensei, what's this about a million yen?
Hey, what are you...?
What... Hey, wait!
We meet again, and while I still remember you.
- Who are you? - I came to see Kakushidate-san.
Hey...
Being embroiled in 2 cases in a day
is certainly unusual.
You really do have INCREDIBLY bad luck.
I'm sorry I said it was in your mind.
I've corrected my assumption.
The fact this helped confirm my bad luck
makes me feel conflicted.
If I'm not needed, I'll leave now.
Please!
Hey, what's going on here?
Help me...please.
I'll require my normal fee plus extra for night work.
May I charge separately for the taxi fare?
- Can I have a discount as an apology? - No.
Well then, please do it.
Thank you for your business.
I'm Okitegami Ky?ko of the Okitegami Detective Agency.
Please tell me the situation.
It appears you're a prominent manga artist,
and you're from a major publisher?
How did you know?
It's simple.
This house is in a prime location.
It's decorated with trophies and posters.
The van from the abduction has the publisher's name on it.
As does the file you're holding.
If you don't talk openly,
I won't be able to help you.
As you say,
this is the manga artist Satoi-sensei.
I am her editor, Shigenobu.
This morning there was a threatening message on Sensei's official website.
Threatening message?
The meaning is unclear.
"I have your one million yen."
It's true a million yen has been stolen.
The problem is the rest.
"If you want your one million yen back,
"prepare 10 million yen."
Nobody would pay 10 million yen to get one million back.
What are you saying? You wrote it!
I didn't! Please untie this!
He hasn't been cleared of suspicion yet.
Whose side are you on?!
It's true I was an assistant here,
but that was 6 months ago!
Why do you think he did it?
He was always saying he had no money,
and he behaved suspiciously when he worked here.
All I did was work seriously.
Where was the money?
In my desk in the back work room.
Did all your assistants know...
I don't think they did.
- Even I didn't know. - Is that so?
Sensei,
Was there some special significance to the money that was stolen?
It's not normal to demand 10 million yen for its return.
Is there a secret about that million yen?
Is that true?
There's nothing at all.
Anyway, I plan to go to the bank first thing tomorrow
and transfer 10 million yen to the specified account.
- Sensei! - You'll pay?
I don't want the police involved.
Even if you pay, you may not get it back!
- They might ask for another 10 million... - I'll just pay again.
- You'll pay?! - Shut up!
If that's what it takes to satisfy
the culprit and calm their rage,
- I'll pay even 100 million. - You'll pay?!
As your editor, I can't overlook
such ridiculous behaviour!
Sensei, a moment.
She's wealthy, isn't she?
Satoi-sensei is a top class manga artist.
Ah, but Sensei is surprisingly miserly.
I saw it many times.
After work, at her desk
she would count banknotes.
Kakushidate-san.
Yes.
So you did know she kept money in her desk.
- You knew! - So it WAS you!
I only just remembered. It wasn't me!
Is there a computer on Sensei's desk?
There is...
I see.
Satoi-sensei, your works are grand and elaborate, aren't they?
I love mystery novels.
Gathering hints towards a cathartic conclusion.
The genre is different,
but I have a feeling I'd enjoy your books, too.
I'll read some later.
When you're thinking of a complex story,
do you keep all the ideas in your head?
I'm not confident in my memory...
I understand. I do this...
so I won't forget.
I don't think I could write on my body.
Well then, I suppose you have
a story or idea notebook?
Well... Rather than a notebook,
in my case...
Satoi-sensei.
You know who the culprit is, don't you?
Is that true?
From the circumstances, it must be someone who knows her well.
They were able to go in and out,
and knew about the one million yen.
Who knows?
Ah, I have to get back to work.
My assistants are waiting for tomorrow night's deadline.
Shigenobu-san.
You have an idea, don't you?
Her chief assistant
left suddenly just before this.
The chief meaning...Sary?-san?
Ah...
This is her.
She'd worked here the longest.
I've...
...reached this age without selling.
I don't think I can have my own series.
You mustn't...
It's fine.
Lately,
I've felt I'm pretty happy now.
Because I'm of use to someone amazing like Satoi-sensei
and I can be involved in wonderful works.
I really love manga, after all.
I thought Sary?-san alone...
...would never quit.
Shigenobu-san,
please ask your subordinates to find Sary?-san.
If she's not at home, try internet cafés.
Internet cafés?
From Sensei's reaction,
it seems certain Sary?-san's the culprit.
It's obvious considering the secret of the one million yen.
Do you know the secret?
Yes, though it's presumptuous.
Wait a moment, please.
Um...the secret of the money?
Excuse me.
In what case do you think a million yen
would be worth more than a million yen?
Ah, no!
There might be something in it again.
Shigenobu-san has no reason to put me to sleep.
I carry powerful bad luck.
For instance, if someone tried to drug someone in the past,
some hypnotic might be on the cup
and put you to sleep by chance now.
I get it, you're so tedious.
- "Tedious"... Eh? - Got it!
How about for Sensei,
the million yen has a memory associated with it?
Her first ever royalties, perhaps.
Would those be worth 10 million yen?
I don't think so.
I know.
The serial numbers are special.
For example...
If the number is "111 111",
a 10,000 yen note could sell for 300,000.
The million yen stolen could be rare banknotes
- with a value of 10 million! - Right!
In that case, she should just sell them.
That's right, what are you saying?
But that number idea was great.
Please recall what I asked Satoi-sensei.
Something that seems unrelated at first glance.
Unrelated...
Notebook!
You asked if she had a notebook.
- I get it! - You do?
- The banknotes are her notebook. - Right? I thought that, too!
She writes ideas in the margins...
Ah...
The margins are tiny.
- They are. - Tiny, aren't they?
There's one other key point.
Sensei's unnatural behaviour.
She said she'd go to the bank first thing tomorrow.
A special trip, when a deadline is looming.
That's because she wants it back quickly.
Sensei has signed up for internet banking.
If you want a transfer as soon as possible,
it can be done from a computer.
So why isn't she?
Why is it?
Because she can't.
Sensei can't currently access her account
without looking at her notebook.
Where's the notebook?
Was it stolen with the money?
You told me about it yourself.
Today at the lab.
Where is data stored nowadays?
The cloud!
What?
Right, her notebook is in the internet repository.
And everything on the internet requires passwords.
It's important to vary passwords for safety.
But Sensei has no confidence in her memory.
So she used a password that already existed.
- A serial number! - Correct.
Rather than counting them each night,
she was checking the password to access her notebook.
And also...
...for online shopping and such.
If each of the banknotes
contains one of her passwords...
10 million yen would make sense.
Among them, the cloud
contains all Satoi-sensei's unpublished ideas.
That could be worth more than 100 million yen.
Isn't that right, Sensei?
What happened with Sary?-san?
Which site is it?
Sary?-san was my right hand.
I really relied on her.
But I was a little off last week.
Lack of sleep,
and a lot happening at work and in private.
Sensei, let's keep pushing a bit more!
If you're concerned what to do after next week,
let me know and I'll gather material.
As the chief of Team Satoi,
I'll expend every effort.
Must be nice.
That lets you feel you're making something.
Even though you've never created anything.
After that,
Sary?-san never said anything,
and finally stopped coming in.
It was after that I noticed the money had gone.
Sensei...
Why didn't you say anything?
In my stories,
I write about treasuring people,
and being kind,
and things like that.
But the truth is, I...
It's too late to make excuses.
I thought it would be enough
to get the money back and put an end to this.
If we don't find it soon,
things might turn dangerous.
What do you mean?
Sary?-san knows better than anyone
the value of Satoi-san's cloud data.
Ah...
Witnessing that overwhelming talent...
Can she endure it?
Delete these files?
Yes
No
Delete these files?
Yes
No
My subordinates have found her.
The one million yen has been recovered.
And the cloud data?
It was a step away from being erased.
It's safe.
It seems she thanked my subordinates.
Thank you very much...
...for stopping me.
From now on,
she will never draw manga again.
They had a really good relationship.
In spite of all the good memories,
it was overturned with just a word.
Rather than good memories,
bad ones linger much more strongly.
People bound by bad memories
stray from the path.
That takes me back.
Back then, I was full of hope.
"If someone has ability, they'll be appreciated anywhere."
Did you know?
There's nearly a million yen difference between my annual income and Honda-san's.
I waited 3 years for that to be remedied.
I never knew...
I left it all to Hasune-kun.
I'm sorry.
A grudge would be better.
Um...
Shouldn't you confirm the contents of that SD card?
Ah... I've checked.
There's no problem.
I wish people's memories could be restored.
Restored?
We could erase just the bad memories
and keep the good ones from before.
Like restoration software on a computer.
- That's it! - Pardon?
Gifube-san's plan.
Her intention really was
to take the SD card out of the lab.
What?
If she took the confidential SD card itself,
she'd quickly be found out.
So she copied the data
onto another SD card.
She planned to take the copy from the start.
But we never found an SD card...
To hide a tree, use a forest.
However, the tree appeared to have been deleted.
Gifubu-san erased the confidential data
on the assumption it could be restored.
She disguised it as a nondescript SD card
and asked for an electronic permit.
Thank you very much.
I'm grateful for everything.
Here.
Okay.
That way she could pass the security gate safely.
- To Awaji-ch?. - Right.
Later she could use restoration software
to recover the deleted data.
She's someone who endured
unfair evaluations for 3 years.
She's not a fool who'd steal confidential data to harass someone.
If she does something, she plans seriously.
If their secrets are leaked this way, the lab team will be disbanded.
You'll lose your job.
Unemployment again.
Rest assured, the investigation is continuing.
What?
It's my principle to value my clients.
Wait! Wait!
Everyone's assistant Nuru-kun
I asked everyone's assistant, Nuru-kun.
There's something I want to investigate.
Understood.
Nuru-kun, there's a job for you.
I wanted to know if Gifubu-san
had entered or left the rival company.
Stop!
In the end, he confirmed she was there.
And now, once again
Gifubu-san is headed towards Gongole.
Isn't that bad?!
Don't worry.
Nuru-kun will stop her for us.
Hey, have you taken a detour?
Of course not.
We're almost there.
I just dropped her off.
You dropped her off?!
I delayed her as much as I could.
Chase after her and stop her!
I specialise in investigation assistance.
Where are you right now?
Right now...
I see it!
Over there!
Ah...
I'll forgot that you stole my memory.
In return, please forget, too.
The accumulated hate
and feelings of frustration...
All the bad memories.
Do you think I can?
I don't know.
But that's all you can do.
The search fee and brokerage fee are here.
You didn't need to take it today.
You'll have forgotten it tomorrow.
Want a ride?
Ky?ko-san didn't ride with you?
How long has that been?
Well, we know who Yakusuke-kun is.
He doesn't have the nerve, so don't worry.
Fine, come back.
Is Yakusuke-san that attractive?
No, not at all.
He looks safe, or pitiable.
Either way, he's the one who should worry.
Come here.
There.
I hope he doesn't
get caught by even more bad luck.
You startled me earlier.
When you suddenly...
...ran out like that.
I felt if I was with you, I'd be safe.
Since you have incredibly bad luck,
if a car hit us, you'd take the brunt.
I'd get off unscathed.
That was my conjecture.
Pardon?
What the heck?
What's up with her?
Give back my pounding heart!
The case was solved, too.
It's a good night.
What does it matter to you
whether it's solved or not?
You'll have forgotten it all tomorrow.
Ah...
That's just it.
For me, there is only today.
I don't want it to be a day I regret.
Excuse me.
Always waiting for disaster to befall me,
trying hard not to stand out,
walking at the edge of the road, that's my life.
Okitegami-san!
My life...
May...
May I ask for you again?
Yes.
If possible, I'd like a memorably difficult case.
but she won't remember.