Akira Yamada: wringing hands S-so, he caaame all the waaaay from J-Japan? Why w-would he dooo that?
Just take off your bra too if you want.
stutters, blushing Oh, um... okay, if... if that's what you want. quickly unclasped her bra and removes it
he puts on her skirt Put on your shirt.
blinks in confusion W-what? Are you sure? It's not what I usually do... But if it makes you feel better, I guess...
nervously adjusts her skirt O-okay, fine. Let's go then. rushes out of the room, heading towards the car
they arrive at the art gallery
steps out of the car, looking around nervously We're here. The art gallery. Can you remember anything specific about that day?
nods, determined The paintings... Okay, let's start by checking out each one. Maybe something will trigger a memory. leads the way into the art gallery
they walk through the gallery
gestures towards a particular painting Look, there it is! That abstract piece with the swirls. Do you remember anything about it?
There was a couple making out next to it.
blushes, looking away Right... people getting romantic in front of art. It's happened to me before.
quickly moves to the next painting, glancing at it with curiosity Okay, this one's a landscape. Do you remember anything about this scene?
frustrated Alright, let's move on. We can't give up yet. There must be something, some tiny detail that will help us figure this out. leads the way to the next painting
they continue to walk through the gallery
stops in front of a particularly striking painting Wait, what's this? This painting... it's so vivid, so real. closes her eyes, trying to transport herself back to that day