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My glasses...
This seems to be...
Where?
It's the angel of the convenience store.
Angel.
Yes?
Isao...
How are you doing? Ok?
Well...
I transferred your allowance.
Thank you
How about college?
Yes.
Well...
It is not for you to waste.
It's to be used properly.
Thank you.
It's no good unless you eat properly.
It's a lie.
I didn't go to university at all.
Going from the idiotic Gunma countryside to Tokyo three years ago.
The first time living alone, in Tokyo.
A campus lined with ginkgo trees.
New club privileges.
Cute young women acting like young female TV announcers.
New friends.
First loves.
A premonition that everything will start anew.
Everything.
The future seemed bright.
But...
After admission one month passed...
Two months passed.
Half a year later.
I finally noticed...
I didn't have a single friend.
While waiting for someone to talk to me,
more and more groups filled up.
There's no place in the classroom, and the cafeteria is occupied by a group, so we can't sit down there.
Because I can't join a study group, I have no choice but to move forward on my own.
I went to a drinking party once, but it was painful and shook me badly.
Looking like a new college guy in some respects.
What is the difference?
Let alone losing my virginity.
I haven't even talked to girls since I entered university.
Right now, they were laughing at me.
Definitely laughing.
That was so, but...
That first year, at first I was serious.
I knew the risks of not graduating.
And I went to classes diligently.
And I took notes seriously.
And then one day, I started my second year.
It was as if there was someone...
holding my leg with great force.
And then I...
stopped going to university.
Things would stay this way...
unless I did something.
But recently,
I stopped thinking about that.
Every day playing games single-mindedly.
Masturbation...
Games...
By the third year,
In three years I regretted that I didn't do various things.
Having a girlfriend.
Having sex.
Living together.
And eventually talking about the future.
It seemed over.
She's came in.
Angel of the convenience store.
The first time I saw her was a year ago.
She would always come in at 9PM.
Appearing in my trashy life.
It was the one thing that shined brilliantly.
Every day after that, I waited for her here.
Every day. Every day.
Every day.
An angel.
A total angel.
Then at some point,
I started following her.
It wasn't like I wanted to get it on with her.
Just to keep following her.
And forget everything else.
Only to keep following her.
It's not a dream.
It's not a dream.
The angel of the convenience store.
Mari!
Mari!
If you're awoke, hurry up and come to breakfast.
Mari?
Yoshizaki
Mari...
-san.
I don't know what to say?
I'm Komori Isao.
When I woke up, I suddenly became Mari.
Good Morning.
I can't.
I can't believe this.
Thank you very much.
Hey... what's with the "Thank you very much"?
Is something wrong?
Sis, my manga.
If you read it, put it back!
What manga?
It's nothing.
I can't eat.
To the toilet.
Toilet?
To the toilet.
Where is it?
This means...
I'm going to able to see Mari going to the bathroom.
That is... to say...
No Way! I can't take it anymore!
Impossible...
Impossible... I have to hold it.
I'm sorry, Mari-san. Please forgive me.
I'm sorry! I'm not doing it on purpose! Mari-san, I'm sorry!
I'm sorry, Mari-san.
Mari-san...
Where did you go?
At that time, Mari-san and I
If we changed places with each other...
Mari-san, now...
I am inside her?
Ma...ri!
Morning.
Hey, if you want to go ahead, wait for me at the train station.
Sorry.
Hey, no makeup today.
Well...
Let's go.
Horikawa
Yes.
Manabe.
Yes.
Mitsushima
This is...
Mari.
The scene she always saw.
Yokoyama
Yoshizaki
Yoshizaki
Mari
Mari
He's calling you.
Yes!
Yoshida
Yes.
Yoshimoto
Yes.
Watase.
What?
I didn't buy that. I forgot it was ripped.
Yes
Put out your hand.
I'm sorry, too much came out.
Oh, thanks.
What is it, Mari?
Mari, You are being weird today.
You're acting strange.
Weird?
Give us a minute.
It really smells nice.
The packaging isn't cute though.
No way!? It's cute.
Hey, Mari, you look super cute.
Cute. Super-cute!
We should get going.
That's right. That's right.
Rip? Rip? I wonder where?
The rip, I'll look for it.
Mari?
You're not going back?
Momoka-chan, sorry.
Could it be... you have diarrhea?
eh...Sorry, sorry.
I'm leaving, I'm leaving.
Take your time.
Sorry, ok?
Now...
They said you were cute.
They did...
You're cute.
Who?
Yoshizaki-san
As far as I know, not once were you ever called cute.
Momoka-chan doesn't say such things.
Absolutely not.
You...
Who are you?
Your birthday.
Favorite sweets.
Bra size and cup.
Shoe size.
The drink you always buy.
I can't answer.
Who's here...
it's not Mari anymore.
But it's me!
Who?
Komori...Isao
More or less a university student.
But I didn't go.
So...
I noticed in the morning
I...
had become Mari.
So please help me again.
Do something.
Help?
Help you how?
I don't care about the stalker guy.
Yoshizaki-san, where did you go?
Who are you?
Right now, put Yoshizaki back
you fool!!!
The apartment.
Show me the proof.
Can I ask you your name?
Kakiguchi
Kakiguchi
What's your given name?
Yori
There it is.
Here.
Komori Isao 1995/03/21 (birthdate)
Suginami-ku, Kichisaka Heights 4-56-10
Department of Economics, Futaba University
From Gunma Prefecture
Height: 171cm Weight: 58kg
Shoe size 26.5
So what?
You can say that since you are looking at it.
I mean, it doesn't matter.
I still don't know where Yoshizaki-san went to.
That's the question.
It's true!
Trust me!
Oh my god,
It's me.
Oh my god... What... What should I do Yori-san?
What should I do?
You don't have any choice. We have to leave.
Don't look!
Don't look! Don't look! Don't look!
Yori-san?
With Yoshizaki-san's eyes.
Don't look.
Let's go.
Wait.
Hey...!
What is it?
Listen carefully.
Mari-san,
are you her?
Mari-san? Eh... what is this about?
Or I should ask, what are you doing here?
Mari-san, is where?
This is...
Yoshizaki-san's...
Pardon my intrusion.
Hey, wait...
What is this?
These...
are mine.
Mari-san
I saw her...
at the convenience store...
Why?
That receipt...
What's going on?
Sis...!
Sis, it's because you're hiding stuff there.
Th...there?
Eh wait a...
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
This...
is this Mari-san's?
It can't be.
What do you mean?
I'm sure of it.
This...
is mine.
I sold it to a secondhand bookstore.
This...
I'm sure because of this crease.
Let's go.
Umm...
Yori-san, that shop, well...
There would be no reason for a young woman to buy them there.
I'll find out.
For sure, Yoshizaki-san,
I'll find her.
Episode 1 - Changing Places
่ฟฝใใใใฆใ่ฟฝใใใใฆใ Chasing you, chasing you...
้ขใใฆใใๅใฎๅพใๅงฟ Now you're getting further away.
ๅๅใๅผใถๅฃฐใๆถใใใฆใใ Then you won't hear my voice calling out your name
ๅ็ ้ใใฎ้จ in the pouring rain...
ใใคใๆชใใฎใฏๅใใใชใใใๅใชใใ Ah... You aren't always to blame, I'm sure, Ah...
ไธฆใใ ๆญฏใใฉใทใๅขใไปปใใซๆใใคใใ You let me throw our toothbrushes at you.
่ไธญ่ถใใซๆใฎ้ณใ่ใใฆ I hear the sound of a door in front of you.
ไบๅบฆใจๅใซใฏไผใใชใไบใซๆฐใไปใใ I realized that I would never see you again.
่ฟฝใใใใฆใ่ฟฝใใใใฆใ Chasing you, chasing you... Main Theme Song: ใๅใฏ้จใฎใชใใ Shiggy Jr. (Victor Entertainment)
้ขใใฆใใๅใฎๅพใๅงฟ Now you're getting further away.
ๅๅใๅผใถๅฃฐใๆถใใใฆใใ Then you won't hear my voice calling out your name
ๅ็ ้ใใฎ้จ in the pouring rain...
ๆฏใๅใใฆใใใใ้กใฃใฆใ Look back at me, I really want you to.
ๅฐใใใชใฃใฆใใๅใฎ่ไธญ The view of your back is getting smaller and smaller.
ใขในใใกใซใใๅฉใ้ณ่ถ ใใฆ Among the beating sound on the asphalt,
ๅใซๅฑใ ใใฎๅฃฐใ It needs to reach you... this voice!
Don't play with people's bodies!
I am really...
not Mari-san!
I'm Komori-san!
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