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-Are you feeling better? -Yes.

That's great to hear.

...and the festival started with

more than 70 stalls set up.

Local specialties are also on sale.

The Fuji-Asada Winter Festival

is scheduled to run through this Sunday.

Fuji-Asada's new mayor has been announced after the former mayor's term ended.

The current and new...

-Can you make it? -Yeah.

Any club activities today?

Yeah, but I don't think I'll finish too late.

-Make sure you don't forget anything. -Yep.

I'm good.

-I'm off now. -See you.

My workplace is 20 minutes away from my house by bike.

I used to drive,

but around fall last year, I switched to cycling to benefit my health.

I cycle for health reasons,

but at this time of year, I feel the cold does me more harm than good.

This is where I work.

-I arrive at 8:45 a.m. -Good morning.

Good morning.

It's freezing today.

It sure is.

I regret coming by bike.

-Be sure not to catch a cold. -Yes.

The manager, Okuda,

isn't overbearing, and is approachable.

We only have to wash our own shirts at home.

I wash mine once every week.

Despite how this sounds, it's actually quite common.

Some people wash theirs less often.

Sorry for the wait. Here is your receipt.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

-We hope you stay here again. -Morning.

-Morning. -Are you checking out?

-Yes. -Thank you.

Please give me a few moments to verify your information.

Good morning.

Payment processed. I'll provide you with the receipt.

The first thing I do when I arrive for my shift

is receive handover details.

Well, the thing is...

this guest is switching from room 302 to room 305.

-Okay. -That's all I have.

-Understood. -I'm going on my rounds.

Understood.

-Sorry for making you wait. -Not at all.

Thank you.

We hope you stay with us again.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

I'll be going now.

Thank you for your work.

We usually work in pairs at reception.

Today, I switched with Takahashi after his shift ended,

and I'll be working with Yumi, who is on the morning shift, until 4 p.m.

After arriving at work,

I am overwhelmed with checkouts until 11 a.m.

Please give me a moment.

We hope you stay with us again.

By the way,

there was a female guest who dislikes staying in corner rooms.

Oh, why is that?

You know, hotel corner rooms

-are haunted by spirits. -Is that so?

Beats me. That's what the woman said.

That's news to me.

So she asked to change rooms.

But we didn't have any other vacant rooms then.

And so, she...

Good morning.

Good morning.

-Are you checking out? -Yes please.

We hope you stay with us again.

FRONT DESK

What did she do?

Where was I again?

You said she wasn't able to change rooms.

Oh yes.

So she asked me to check for spirits with her.

Oh, that's annoying. Are you able to sense spirits?

No, not at all. I just acted like I was searching for one.

I looked at the back of the TV, under the bed, and so on.

Do spirits live there?

What was I supposed to do?

Where was the guest at that time?

She was watching from the door.

-She was really scared, huh. -Yes.

Yeah. Then, in a soft voice, she...

Good morning.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Are you checking out? -Yes.

Please give me a few moments to verify your information.

We hope you stay with us again.

This is the front desk.

I am very sorry about that. We will bring you one right away.

-I'll go get a remote-control battery. -Okay.

We can't talk for long during this period.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Are you checking out?

-Thank you. -Thank you.

We hope you stay with us again.

So, what did she say?

Sorry, what?

You were saying the guest was watching from the door.

Oh yes, yes.

She whispered, "Are there any spirits?"

I said no.

-Even though you can't tell? -Right.

After that, she seemed assured and decided to stay here after all.

I'm surprised that worked.

So she can't sense the supernatural either.

Yeah.

Do you believe in the supernatural, Kiyomi?

I can't sense spirits either, so I really don't know.

What about aliens?

Aliens?

-I don't know. -I think they exist.

Well, they might exist somewhere in the universe.

What do you think of that news?

What news?

Apparently, geoglyphs were uncovered at some schools.

Oh wow. I didn't know that.

Really?

A while ago, Nazca-like geoglyphs were uncovered one after another

in yards at elementary and middle schools.

It's my first time hearing about it. Who did it?

No idea.

-But people say aliens did it. -I'm sure someone just did it for fun.

-You think so? -Yeah.

Wasn't there a similar case in the past?

What? Not that I know of.

I didn't hear about it at the time either.

I only found out about it later through a special feature.

What happened?

Hmm...

A long time ago, I can't recall if it was at an elementary or middle school,

but desks were lined up in the yard.

If memory serves me right, they formed a number.

-What number was it? -I don't know.

And so, people started speculating that it was the work of aliens,

or that someone was trying to send a message.

In the end, the person behind it was caught.

Really?

-I'm off now. -Thank you.

Thank you for your work.

Takahashi always stays back for a while after his shift, right?

I wonder what he's doing?

His shift was over, but he stayed behind.

-I don't really like that. -I get you.

It's not bad necessarily, but...

Yeah, yeah.

It's like when I go to the back and see him there.

-I have to pay attention to him. -Right.

By the way, Takahashi definitely uses the large bath house at night.

-Is that so? -Yeah. He uses it during his shift break.

Oh.

I mean, I don't see anything wrong with him using it during his break.

-Well yeah, -Actually,

-but I don't see everyone using it. -when I just joined,

I've used it twice.

-Women especially. -But I chose not to tell her.

-Even among the men, -It's only twice;

-he's the only one who uses it, right? -I don't use it now.

The manager uses it occasionally.

We take turns to have lunch one after another.

On weekdays, I often make my own lunch

at the same time as I make lunch for my daughter.

From 1 p.m. onward, part-timer Sawada from the afternoon shift joins me

and from this point on, we work in threes

until Yumi clocks off at 4 p.m.

-Thank you. -By the way, our hotel

has a fair number of regulars.

For instance, this man.

-Good morning. -Welcome.

It's a pleasure to serve you again, Mr. Maruyama.

-Thank you. -He often stays here on business trips.

He always takes unused amenities with him such as razors and combs.

-Just your name is fine. -I always express my gratitude

to regulars,

but we need to be cautious when it comes to...

-Welcome. -Welcome.

-Are you checking in? -Yes, I'm Miyamoto.

Please give me a few moments.

...male guests bringing female guests with them.

The reason for this is

they may not bring the same woman every time.

Yes, that is correct.

If he brought a different woman this time,

and I were to insinuate that this is not his first time here,

it would lead to conflict,

so I always

deal with them as I would with a new guest.

-Welcome back. -Welcome back.

It's great to be back. The weather is perfect for getting

a clear view of Mount Fuji.

This is Mr. Murakami, who's lived here

-for about three months now. -Please keep yourself warm.

We have guests like him from time to time,

but naturally I can't pry,

so I know nothing about his background.

But one thing is certain: he is rich.

Please enjoy your stay.

Please enjoy your stay.

There are many staff who hate moving luggage for guests.

I think of it as taking a break so I don't hate it.

I often see cleaners

but I do not communicate with them outside of work.

I do secretly follow their social media accounts though.

She seems to like solo traveling.

AMENITIES SECTION

We have a regular called Maruyama, right?

The one that takes amenities with him?

Yeah, that's him. It's getting ridiculous.

Like, razors and toothbrushes - I get it. But recently, he's been taking the towels.

Really?

We have guests like that from time to time,

-but as a regular, he's really something. -You can say that again.

Aren't you going to tell him?

I wanted to, but I only noticed it after he left.

-I see. We don't have any proof, either. -Did you tell the manager?

I did for good measure,

but he said it's hard to tell him off since he's a regular.

Right.

If only we could catch him in the act, that would make it easier.

But won't it be difficult to catch him at it?

We could maybe station ourselves at the car park when he's checking out.

Then when he's about to get in his car,

we'll ask if we can check his bag.

What if he responds with "Why is that?"

We could say, "One of our towels may be in your bag by mistake."

Oh, I see what you're doing. You're giving him an out.

Yep, this way he is more likely to play along.

Speaking of which, when I previously ran into Sawada at the supermarket...

Yeah, but...

...I saw her taking a lot of free plastic bags.

I hope that was done by mistake.

Our hotel has this policy about amenities.

The ones that guests did not use

are put in a basket in our office

and we are free to take them.

This is actually helping our family's finances.

After leaving work at 6 p.m.,

I stop by the supermarket to buy ingredients for dinner.

By the time my daughter is back at about 8 p.m., I'll have made dinner.

This is my daily life.

How much have we saved so far?

This weekend,

my daughter is at training camp with her club,

so I took this chance to catch up with my classmate, Minappu,

and junior, Hacchi.

-By inviting them out for a meal. -Roughly 27,000 yen.

We used to get together often,

but in recent years, due to our busy schedules,

we've been only meeting up a few times a year.

Are you still on the moms' volleyball team?

Yeah. I'm the captain now.

Oh wow. Really?

We don't have many experienced players, so they think highly of me.

Why don't you join? You'll be a regular in an instant.

I haven't played for more than 20 years.

-You'll be fine with a bit of practice. -Practice, huh.

Minappu, your school often practices at ours, right?

Oh yes. We go to Asahi Elementary.

You work in Asahi Elementary, Hacchi?

It's my fourth year now.

Really?

-Which grade are you in charge of now? -Sixth grade.

They graduate this year.

Yeah.

Will you miss them?

Yeah. There are a lot of good students in my class.

I see.

Are you going to cry at the graduation ceremony?

I don't know. I think I might get a bit teary.

But I've got more than that to think about at the graduation ceremony.

Like what?

The students are naturally the stars of graduation ceremonies,

but homeroom teachers are also the focus on that day.

Much like the father of the bride in a wedding ceremony.

Yeah.

-That's why it's a little complicated. -I don't get it.

I have to pay attention to the teachers

who taught them from first to fifth grade.

-Why? -Well,

we all teach the kids for one year equally,

but only the sixth-grade teacher enjoys the limelight.

I see where you're coming from.

Then that's a little different from a bride's father.

If anything, it's like an anchor leg.

I get it now. It's like how only the anchor leg stands on the podium.

We all know that's just how it is,

but if you were to claim all the credit, things would get a little ugly.

That makes sense.

I was the fourth-grade teacher for a class that graduated last year,

and their homeroom teacher was exactly like that.

They were quite rebellious in fourth grade

and I had the roughest time. But he didn't mention it once,

just talked as if he'd done all the work himself.

-When it was everyone's effort. -Right?

That's why I have to be careful not to be like him.

-Avoid being the main character. -Yeah, so as to not antagonize others.

-She has a lot going on. -I agree.

-Are you still working at that hotel? -Yeah.

Speaking of which, listen.

Something unusual happened on my way home the other day.

What is it?

Well, I left work

and went home by bike.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Are you hurt anywhere?

No.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Then I'll be going. Sorry about that.

Takahashi?

Um...

Could you not tell anyone about this?

Okay.

Well then, I'll take my leave.

See you tomorrow.

-Are you sure? -That's what I'm telling you.

-Isn't that crazy? -I mean, I can't really imagine that.

He must have immense strength to pull that off.

What's he like?

He's a senior at my workplace.

-He works at the same place as you? -Yeah, he's called Takahashi.

Maybe he used to do sports?

Not that I know of.

-Rugby, perhaps? -It makes sense if he's a rugby player.

-Makes me want to meet him. -Right? I want to feel his arms.

Hey.

In your minds, Takahashi is this badass guy, right?

-Yeah. -Okay.

This is Takahashi.

Wait.

-Not him? -No, him.

Are you serious?

Yep. This is the guy who lifted me and my bike.

And there's still more to the story.

The next day... no.

I think it was the day after that.

We work in the same place so I went to thank him.

Thank you for saving me the other day.

Don't mention it.

Keep that a secret, okay?

Why?

Please do not tell anyone.

I understand.

Is there something wrong?

No, it's not that.

I just feel it's better if you don't tell anyone.

Would it be bad if people knew you were there?

No, it's not exactly that.

Were you having an affair?

Oh, no.

Were you involved in a crime?

No, you're completely off the mark.

You're making me curious. What is it?

Okay, I'll tell you.

But really don't tell anyone about this.

You have my word.

Um...

I'm actually...

an alien.

Like I said, I'm an alien.

So that's why I need you to keep this a secret.

I understand. Your secret is safe with me.

-Wait a minute. -Yes?

You were looking at me like I was crazy, weren't you?

Not at all.

You seemed eager to cut off my nonsense.

Oh, no.

Okay, look.

I'll explain properly.

No, it's fine.

No, I insist. Let me clear this up.

Have a seat. Come on.

Um... as you know, the other day

I saved you by doing that.

Lifting you and your bike in one swoop.

Yes.

I was able to do that

because I'm an alien.

When you say 'alien', is this what you mean?

You know how many people call extraordinary athletes monsters and so on?

Well, there's that, but that's a metaphorical expression.

What I'm saying

is not a metaphor. I'm telling you the truth.

-The truth? -Yes.

I really am an alien.

I see.

You don't believe me?

I mean...

Well, that's fine as well.

As long as you don't tell anyone about it.

Oh.

You can rest assured. I won't tell anyone.

-You definitely will. -No, I won't.

Oh, you'll absolutely tell your friends.

"There's this crazy guy at work."

I won't tell.

-Really? -Trust me.

But you do think I'm crazy, right?

-No, I don't. -Yes, you do.

-No, I don't! -Then, what was that pause?

I need you at the front desk.

Right away.

Sorry.

Good morning.

Please give me a few moments to verify your information.

Your bill is settled. The checkout process is complete.

We hope you stay here again.

-Good morning. Are you checking out? -Yes.

Please give me a few moments to verify your information.

One minute.

Come here for a minute.

-What is it? -Sorry, I just want you to show you this.

Sorry, but I have work to do.

Yes, I know. It'll be quick, okay?

Maybe you'll be convinced once you see this.

-Here I go. -Okay.

What?

What!

It's amazing, isn't it?

Wait, was that

-just the strength of your fingers? -Yeah.

Normally, it would be impossible to do that, right?

-Yeah. -The reason this is possible

is because I'm an alien.

Do you believe me now?

Well, um... I don't know.

Ask me anything.

Sure, you have superhuman strength.

But linking that with you being an alien is absurd.

I get where you're coming from.

Let me explain.

Oh, and I know I'm repeating myself, but do not tell anyone about this.

Yes, of course.

Well, let's start with

which planet I came from.

Initially, my parents...

-I need you at the front desk. -Right away.

Sorry.

I ended up getting busy from then on

and didn't get to hear the rest of it.

-What do you think? -About what?

Do you believe him?

He's just a crazy person.

As I expected? And not an alien?

A crazy earthling.

Is that so?

But you see,

I thought so too at first.

But he does possess incredible strength.

You did see it with your own eyes after all.

I'm starting to think he might be the real deal.

Show me his picture again.

-He doesn't look extraterrestrial to me. -Extraterrestrial?

He seems too ordinary.

Right. He's the sort of person you could find anywhere.

There's probably 5,000 people that look exactly like him in Japan.

Yep.

Can we meet him someday?

Takahashi?

We want to confirm his abilities first.

Yeah. If we see his abilities for ourselves, we might believe him.

What should I do?

About what?

Well,

I promised him I wouldn't tell anyone

so I can't possibly ask him to show his abilities so that you'll believe him.

You have a point.

Then first,

why don't you ask him if you could tell just your childhood friends?

If he agrees,

then you can say they don't believe you and ask him to show them his abilities.

This way, you won't be breaking your promise.

Right.

Yeah.

That could work.

Of course not.

It's a no-go, huh.

Of course.

I didn't want you to know at first either,

but because that happened,

I thought I had no choice but to tell you, given the circumstances.

But I've been friends with these two

ever since middle school

and we've never let slip any secrets.

You can rest assured.

But those are secrets among friends, right?

I'm just a random old man. They're definitely going to tell.

No. If I give the word, they'll definitely not tell anyone.

Hold on.

Have you already told them, by any chance?

No, I haven't.

-You definitely told them. -No, I didn't.

Then what was that pause?

It was nothing.

I daresay it went like this.

You told your friends

and they wanted to see for themselves.

But because you promised not to tell,

you came back and asked for my permission

so you can later make me prove myself to them.

No, that's not the case. I didn't tell anyone.

-Really? -Yes.

Then why did you bring this up?

They are friends I meet with often

and the fact that I have to hide something this amazing

from them is quite stressful.

-Is that so? -Yes.

If things stay this way,

I'll end up meeting with them less and less because of this.

They are

the only close friends I have around here.

If I stop seeing them,

then my life will only revolve around work and family...

Okay, fine.

-You're saying yes? -Just those two, okay?

Are you sure it's okay? Thank you so much.

It's an exception.

They can be trusted, yes?

You could put money on it.

Then, it's okay.

But in exchange, I won't be meeting them

or proving myself to them, okay?

Um... Can't you do that for them?

-You definitely told them beforehand! -No, I didn't.

These are my childhood friends, Minappu and Hacchi.

-Nice to meet you. -Hi.

You can rest assured that these two are truly trustworthy.

I swear I won't tell.

I'm a tight-lipped person.

I'm really counting on you, okay?

Yes.

For starters,

could you show them that?

Here?

Is there a problem?

No, it's not that.

Then, does anyone have a ten-yen coin?

Of course.

You came prepared.

Here I go.

How's that?

-Isn't that something? -Yeah.

It's not that big of a deal.

Um, Mr. Takahashi.

I hear you're an alien!

Is that true?

Well, yeah.

But you look like an ordinary human being.

Yeah, you don't look alien to us.

But my muscular constitution is different.

How so?

To put it simply, when compared to humans,

my back is rounder and my thorax is slightly lower.

So, you have a hunchback?

No, look. I know what a hunchback is, but it's clearly different.

You know what, try touching my back. You'll know what I mean.

Go on.

It'll be quicker this way.

Okay then.

Don't mind if I do.

Seems like a hunchback to me.

There aren't humans who have backs this round, right?

No, there are people with backs rounder than this.

Really?

By the way, what else makes you different?

Let's see... other things that are easy to understand...

When I eat cold food, my teeth sting.

So, you have hyperesthesia?

No, look. I know what hyperesthesia is,

but mine is on a whole other level.

I also experience that.

-Your teeth sting? -Yeah, totally.

Really?

I guess we both have it rough.

Yeah.

In any case, your strength is phenomenal.

Right. In that respect, I'm clearly different.

Do all people on your planet have abilities like yours?

Well, I was born and raised in Asada

so I actually don't know much about my planet.

But it's likely they do.

Then, have you not been to your planet?

Nope.

My dad was from that planet,

and my mom was from Earth, so strictly speaking I'm half alien.

If anything, I got my looks from my mom.

Um, did you perhaps injure your hand doing what you did earlier?

Oh, no. It's more of an itch rather than pain.

Itch?

-It's like a side effect. -Side effect?

My hand itches when I use this ability.

Does it always happen?

It depends on what I do,

but for minor acts like this I'm able to get away with just an itch.

Sorry, we wouldn't have asked you to do that if we knew.

It's fine, it's not that big of a deal.

Um, if you don't mind, could you show us what else you can do?

-Something else? -Please?

Something which wouldn't give you serious side effects.

Yeah, I would love to see a little more.

What do you think?

If it's just a little.

Yay!

But in return,

please keep this strictly secret.

Yeah, we're tight-lipped.

-Remember what you said. -Yes.

If this gets out to the world,

I'll be overwhelmed by the media and it's going to be a mess.

That makes sense.

If handled poorly, like what happened in ET,

there's a possibility

that I'll be chased down by government agencies.

-ET? -ET?

You haven't heard of ET?

No.

It's a movie that was a massive hit.

Oh!

It's about an alien who is left behind on Earth

and in the end is pursued by government agents.

-Oh! -Yeah, that's what I want to avoid.

We'll definitely keep this a secret.

Could you show us what you can do?

I'm going to go over there for a second,

so talk about something.

Talk?

I'll be there listening to what you say.

What? You can do that?

Yeah, I guess.

Oh, wow.

-Then, let's start. -Okay.

-Okay. -Please do.

Hey, what should we talk about?

Any ideas, Hacchi?

-Me? I don't know. -You can talk about anything.

What about you?

-Anything is fine. -What?

Anything is fine.

Don't you have anything, Minappu?

Anything is fine, just talk.

Well, we don't know where to start.

Anything is fine.

What are you fidgeting about?

But you knew we didn't talk about anything.

Well, yeah.

-That's amazing! -Are you convinced now?

-Yeah. -Good.

He's cool, isn't he?

-Are you okay? -Yeah, just a moment.

Do your ears hurt?

It's not so much pain,

but more pressure, like on a plane.

Oh, ear pressure.

Yeah, but it'll be over soon. No worries.

Wait, then when you saved me the other day,

did you experience any side effects?

I had a fever that night.

It was around 38°C.

I didn't know that.

I'm so sorry.

It's fine.

Life is irreplaceable.

-You're a nice guy. -Yeah, you're kind.

What?

I'm not sure if I deserve all that praise,

but a fever is a small price to pay.

Thank you for saving me.

Well, when I was young, I acted recklessly without considering the consequences

and later regretted it.

Could you show us other things you're capable of?

So, you're not curious?

I said I acted recklessly,

so isn't it natural for you to ask me what I did?

I'm starting to get the feeling that you're only interested in my abilities.

-Oh, no. That's not true. -Yeah, we'd love to hear your story.

What did you do?

-Are you really interested? -Yeah, totally.

Really?

One time, when I was in my twenties, I was walking along,

and some ruffians gave me a hard time.

There were five, maybe six of them.

I hate going down without a fight, so we had a scuffle.

You against all of them?

Yeah.

I think there was a guy who knew a little about boxing.

But I have other-worldly abilities

so I defeated all of them in a flash.

Listening to an old man brag can be quite tiresome,

-but since Takahashi saved my life -I had a high fever of 40°C

-and has shown us so much, -and diarrhea.

-I forced myself to listen attentively. -I suffered more than them.

You can say that again.

-We hope you stay with us again. -We hope you stay with us again.

As promised, I never revealed his secret...

-Thanks for your work. -...and treated him as usual.

How long will he stay today, I wonder?

Well...

He's not a bad person.

But he keeps giving us these little moments of stress.

That makes him a bad person, right?

But he doesn't have ill intentions.

I've started to cover for Takahashi a little.

Um, Endou. A minute, please.

Okay.

What's the matter?

I went to room 405 to clean,

-but the TV is missing. -TV?

Mr. Maruyama's room.

What?

Up until now, he's been taking amenities and towels.

But a TV is pretty extreme.

Right.

I wonder what kind of bag he brought today.

-It seems like the TV would fit in there. -It does, doesn't it?

Shall we call and ask him to come back?

-Call Mr. Maruyama himself? -Yes, on another pretext.

Then while he's preoccupied with that, we'll check his car...

No, even if he does return,

he'll already have left the TV somewhere.

That makes sense.

If he feigns innocence, then that's a dead end since we don't have proof.

Right. We didn't see him taking it with our own eyes

-after all. -Yes.

Then we have no choice but to report it to the police.

I don't think the manager would want the police to get involved in this.

That's true.

I'll be taking my leave now.

Thank you for your work.

-Takahashi. -Yes?

-I have a favor to ask of you. -What is it?

With your abilities, are you able

to find proof that Mr. Maruyama took our TV home?

Proof?

For instance,

are you able to peek into his room and take a psychic photo

of him taking the TV?

No.

Oh, you can't?

-Those are supernatural powers. -I see.

I'm only capable of enhancing existing strengths.

Outside of that, I'm powerless.

I see.

I've got it.

What?

Existing strengths, right?

Are you able to tell from the TV's scent?

The smell of the substrate is still here,

mixed with the smell of dust,

so yeah, I can tell.

How is it?

It's not like he dragged it on the ground so it's pretty difficult,

but there's a faint lingering scent.

Really?

It's pretty much faded away though.

Can't you heighten your sense of smell a little more?

Well, I can, but...

Why did you look back?

I was wondering how you were looking at me.

-With a serious face, of course. -Then it's fine.

-All the way here? -Yeah.

Really?

This is a blind spot for the surveillance cameras.

LAKE HOTEL

He passed through here and loaded it into his car, huh.

I guess so.

Then,

if the place where the scent trail stops

matches the place where Mr. Maruyama parked his car, he's guilty.

How are you going to prove that?

How?

-You can't reveal my abilities to him. -Oh, that's right.

This is the car.

What?

His car's still here?

Then that means he's still in the area.

That's the TV, isn't it?

You're right.

This is indisputable evidence.

But this isn't Mr. Maruyama's car.

Then whose is it?

It's Nakamoto's.

What?

That TV is mine.

-Really? -I bought it myself.

But it wasn't in any packaging,

and it was covered with a towel from our hotel.

Sorry, I borrowed the towel.

But the TV is mine. It was a used one so there was no packaging.

I see.

In that case,

just to be sure, I'll contact the police and have them investigate.

-Then, Nakamoto... -Sorry.

It was me.

I took it on the spur of the moment. I'm really sorry.

Jeez... What were you thinking?

I'm sorry. I'll return it immediately,

so could you not report me to the police?

-Okay. -Thank you.

But I'll have to report this to the manager.

Um, I'd appreciate it if you don't tell the manager about this either.

-But still, if I don't tell him... -Please, I'm begging you.

I'm a single mom

and if I lose this job, I don't know how I'll put food on the table.

I understand.

For now, return the TV without the manager seeing.

Thank you so much. I'll return it right away.

It's kind of heartbreaking, isn't it?

-Good evening. -Good evening.

Good evening.

Um, manager.

The cleaner, Nakamoto, tried to take a hotel TV home with her today.

Sorry, what?

She reported that the TV from room 405 was missing

but when we searched for it, we found the TV in her car.

Really?

She admitted it herself so there's no doubt about it.

Okay.

Where's Nakamoto now?

She just went to return the TV.

I see.

-I'll go check things out. -Okay.

Didn't you promise not to tell?

I could care less. She committed a crime.

You have a point,

but you made a promise.

Doesn't matter.

Besides, she's not a single mom.

Really?

Yeah.

I followed her social media accounts,

and she's enjoying the single life. Have a look for yourself.

I'M FINALLY BACK, KOREA.

TWO-DAY ONE-NIGHT TRIP.

You're right.

-So that happened. -But it's very characteristic

of you to report her on the spot though.

It's the fact that she lied

about being a single mom when she's not.

-I just found that offensive. -Yeah, that would irk me as well.

Was she arrested?

No.

The manager didn't want to blow the matter up

so he didn't report her to the police and just fired her.

Okay.

Well, she should be grateful that she wasn't handed over to the police.

You can say that again.

But Mr. Takahashi performed quite a feat.

Yeah,

but because we can't talk about his abilities,

it led to this coincidence where I found the TV and ended up a hero.

What? All credit went to you?

I was showered with praise by the manager in front of everyone.

Are things going to be okay? Were you all smug about it?

Maybe a little.

That won't do. You're going to antagonize others.

-That's why I invited him to join us. -Well, he's not here.

I think he got rhinitis as a side effect of what he did,

and now he can't taste anything he eats.

I feel bad for him.

Subtitle translation by: Jeffery Jiang Zebin