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I'd keep an eye on me if I were you.

So?

This was under your pillow?

Yes. With the note.

Which told us not to come here.

WAIT FOR DIRECTIONS. DON'T GO TO THE POLICE.

You did the right thing coming to us.

It's just odd.

They don't usually target civilians.

Did you bring a picture of your friend?

I-I don't have one on me.

In that case, description is fine.

Could I ask you to shift just so?

Tell me about Sunny-san.

Height, build, eye color.

Not great at this.

Sunny is about a meter and a half tall.

She is mostly white with big eyes.

Good, okay.

And how old is Sunny-san?

Oh, my God.

I am so sorry.

What? Mixxy.

I'm so sorry. Mixxy speaking.

-Sorry. -Are you kidding?

Wow. Can I report her missing too?

She is in the hall.

Nice work, Detective.

Thank you.

So.

You were telling me Sunny-san's age.

I don't know.

You don't know how old your friend is?

Okay, fine.

I think she's the latest ImaTech model. I got her about a month ago.

-Sunny's a homebot? -Yes. I told them when we came in here.

I don't do homebot.

No, no, no. But this is not just about the homebot.

The yakuza broke into my house.

My son and husband were on a flight to Hokkaido

that they probably crashed to-to kill my husband.

Is your husband in organized crime?

Not that I know of.

Then why would they do that?

They're animals!

I mean, isn't that what happened to your neck?

Eighty percent of household accidents happen in the bathroom.

Okay, if you could just wait for my friend to come back,

because she can help me explain--

It's very common, losing a homebot.

No need to feel embarrassed.

Says the man who can't take a piss without hurting himself.

Check the lost and found at your local koban.

Homebots are the most common loss after umbrellas.

Thank you so much.

You're welcome.

I'm Takemaro.

Please enjoy a manjū.

Have a manjū, please. Very tasty.

-Who was that? -Jesus, Suzie.

Everything okay?

Sounded pretty urgent.

Ichiro has diarrhea.

Who the fuck is Ichiro?

Enjoy Kyoto.

The other bar assistant.

I guess he ate oysters at a mahjong joint. I mean, who does that, right?

But apparently it's pretty bad and you know,

they're worried about dehydration and--

Why are we talking about your friend's bowels?

-So delicious! -He's not really my friend.

Mixxy!

Ochiba is gonna be in this "best bars of Japan" thingy

and it was supposed to be Ichiro helping prep the citrus for the photo shoot.

So you have to leave now?

It's a big opportunity.

Yeah. Wow. Mazel tov.

So what did that guy say?

That I'm welcome to check the lost and found.

Please enjoy a manjū. So delicious!

Oh, fuck off, Humpty Dumpty.

Jesus, what an arsehole.

So, what do you want to do then?

You could hang at my place. The bath is nice.

So delicious!

Go away!

That sounds great,

but I'm really not in the mood to be murdered in your tub right now.

Please, take Kyoto manjū. For you!

Okay, fine! Jesus Christ!

What the fuck?

Oh, my God.

If you do not comply with instructions from here on,

you will receive a piece of Sunny every hour until there is no more Sunny.

-Jesus. -Yes.

Please be at the Mizonofuchi vegetable stand in 15 minutes.

How lucky! You get so much Sunny!

Wait! Hold up a second!

Didn't you hear the orb?

I have to be there in 15 minutes and it's a 20-minute walk at least.

Okay, but Suzie, come on. This is insane. It's just a homebot.

No! She's actually not just a homebot, okay?

Sunny has memories of Masa

and it's the only way I'm gonna find out what the fuck happened to my family.

She's pretty much all I have right now.

Why are you trying to stop me anyway?

Because these people just tried to feed you a piece of robot.

Well, which one is it, Mixxy?

Should I do what the yakuza want me to do, or shouldn't I?

-What are you saying? -I don't--

Maybe-- Maybe Sunny's right. Maybe you are slippery.

I'm just trying to keep something bad from happening to you.

But you see, I don't care what happens to me. Okay?

This is my problem.

So you can stop following me and just go get your picture taken.

Oh, fuck!

Do you have Sunny? No, wait! No!

Get off-- Your hands--

What the fuck?

Who the fuck are you?

What do you want?

Please!

Please!

Fuck's sake.

You fucking bitch!

Hello, Suzie-san.

Nice to meet you.

Are you okay?

That sounded painful.

Where the fuck is Sunny?

Sunny is fine.

I love that name, by the way.

Who chose it?

You?

Or your husband?

Who's the optimist?

Go fuck yourself!

So your husband then.

But,

seems like you might have an optimistic side too,

showing up here like this.

Head rush.

You thought my face would open Masa's computer.

Well, it's opened doors before.

That is why I had them call you.

But a far more interesting question is…

why did you come?

You must really love bots.

I hate homebots.

Really?

And yet you married a roboticist?

I know about four-circle-five.

April 5th?

My grandmother's birthday.

No, asshole.

My family was on flight 405.

I know what you did.

I know you killed them.

And I'm not doing anything until you tell me why.

I'd love to help you, Suzie,

but all I know about your family's flight

is what I saw on the news.

That it was a terrible accident.

No. They know you did it.

And who is "they"?

Not the detective you went to see this morning.

Perhaps you mean the life insurance agency?

Though we all know those people will do anything

to avoid paying out a claim.

Won't they?

Or,

is "they" just the homebot you hate,

but who sleeps in your bed?

Why were you at Masa's funeral?

Unlike you,

I was an admirer of his work.

He was a visionary.

Did it bother you?

His profession?

Sorry, but I can't help you there, Himé,

because I didn't even know what Masa did for a living before you killed him.

You didn't know his profession?

You were married for almost a decade, no?

How on earth does that happen?

Where did you think he was going every day?

Or did you just not care?

Because when you got here, you were looking for residency?

An exotic adventure?

Or, were you just so lonely,

that you could fall in love with someone you didn't even know?

Fuck you.

I knew him.

I knew him.

I hope so.

Because you only have two tries…

to guess his passcode.

Himé.

…your father…

I am sorry for your loss.

Now. Get me in.

I am sorry for your loss.

I'm shit at languages, but I've heard that one a lot lately.

So, who's gonna take over for your dad now that he's passed?

Tell me what to type.

'Cause when I was at the sento,

they were talking about a woman who wanted to be the next boss.

They kept calling her a busu.

What is that?

A busu. Am I a busu?

Probably.

But anyway…

one of the guys was saying not to worry about the busu,

that he would take care of it.

Make sure it didn't happen.

I don't know what all that means, but, Himé-san,

it sounds like maybe you should be careful.

It's okay, Himé.

Losing someone you love can make you go a little crazy.

Trust me. I get it.

But I'm not gonna help you break into my husband's computer.

Get Mixxy!

What?

Moshi, moshi. Suzie?

No. This isn't Suzie. But she says hi.

-Mixxy. Mixxy? -Suzie. Suzie, are you-- Are you there?

Sorry. We're not open.

Okay.

We'll wait outside.

Please.

I will help you get whatever the fuck dark manual shit you think is on there.

I want to. I just--

Wouldn't the password just be, like, random letters?

Proud men don't let their work die with them.

Your husband would have chosen a passcode

someone he trusted could guess.

Like a secret.

Well, he left plenty of those.

I do not have time for this.

-I know. I-- -Do you?

I-I'm thinking. I am, I--

I have a processing issue…

dyslexia, I can't spell words out loud.

So, maybe it would help if I-- If I could touch the keys?

Get her friend.

I-I can do this. I can.

My-My birthday, or Zen's middle name.

No, no! I-I--

Get your shit together. Now.

Wait, wait, wait! Did you try his dad's name?

Are you really this stupid?

No, no, no, not Shigeru. His real dad.

I swear, that's gotta be it.

-Fuck! Please. -Damnit!

I want eyes on Jin.

You take care of her. I will alert the men at the bar.

No, please. Wait. Wait!

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

It worked.

Get out. Move it.

Sunny's there?

You get your bot back.

Suzie? Is that…

Oh, my God! Are you okay? Did they hurt you?

-Where's Sunny? -I don't know.

They said she'd be here.

Sunny?

Sunny.

Wake.

Hey, what happened?

I was terrified.

What was that call?

They pulled me into a sweet potato truck.

What?

Tied me up. Blindfolded me.

They wanted me to help them get into Masa's computer.

Did you do it?

They were gonna kill you.

Wow.

That's…

Thank you.

Do you think they're gonna bring Sunny back?

I-- I don't know.

-What's that supposed to mean? -It means, "I don't know."

Are-- Are you saying this is my fault?

Will you stop? That's not what I'm saying.

But no. I don't think they're gonna bring Sunny back.

Oh, my God. It's the police.

Hai.

What?

Sunny?

Okay.

I'll come. Right away.

What?

I know you don't give a single shit about Sunny,

but just in case they bring her back, can you just wait here for a while?

What? Why?

Where are you going?

I have to go to jail. To bail out my mother-in-law.

-I heard you stole an onigiri? -Did you bring the shogi board?

Why would I bring a shogi board?

The ladies here have a secret tournament.

They have invited me to play,

but to play my best, I need my shogi board.

Noriko, you're in jail.

I was wondering where I was. Thank you, Suzie-san.

Also, for finally answering my call.

They say they tried many times, but I let them know how busy you are.

I didn't see your calls.

The son of my friend, Yoko-san.

Can you believe we were in primary school together?

Although I'm not surprised to find her here.

She practically lived in the principal's office.

Apparently, hasn't changed a bit.

Only now, she has terminal lung cancer.

Jesus, I'm sorry.

Don't be. Her son visits her every day.

That's nice that they're so close.

So, how does this work?

Do you have a-- a lawyer I should call, or--

Just the shogi board, please.

Do you not want me to help you get out of here?

You never cared before where I was. Why begin now?

Did you get yourself locked up on purpose?

Of course not. Why would I do that?

Fine. Suit yourself.

It's probably safer in here anyway.

What do you mean, "safer"?

Never mind. Enjoy your new friends.

Stop music.

Suzie?

Oh, no.

Call Suzie.

You've reached Suzie Sakamoto--

OTAGI NENBUTSU-JI TEMPLE. NOW.

I'll cut you!

Hello? Mixxy?

Sunny?

Cool.

Does anyone wanna play shogi?

Suzie! Suzie, are you there?

-Yeah. -I found her.

Oh, my God.

Sunny. Sunny, wake.

-What's wrong with her? -I don't know.

What's going on?

No! No!

Sunny. Sunny, wake! Sunny.