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Another lethargic morning has begun.
Today, I stand on the stage of deception once again.
Life is fleeting.
To live in a dream, to shine in the dream ... that is the dream of dreams.
Defeated by the dream...
...I chose to bury myself in mundane reality day after day.
Believing that there is a small happiness hidden somewhere inside...
Fellows, you shall not ask me my name.
I have since lost a name to call myself... I am a transparent being.
Oji, throw out the trash I left at the entrance.
Yes. I am merely playing the role of a hapless salary-man...
...one gear in the machine called society.
1, 2, 3, 4.
2, 2, 3, 4.
1, 2, 3, 4.
2, 2, 3, 4. 1, 2...
To me, a hapless salary-man, something extraordinary is unnecessary.
They look too scary to deal with directly, anyway.
Ten minutes by bus from here.
One hour after I transfer to the train.
It illustrates just how hapless I am as a salary-man.
Just as I thought!
WHY!?
Hey, wake up!
When I say wake up, WAKE UP!
Where? Where is a good place?
An unexpected place where nobody will find it!
Hey, hey, he's definitely late.
I think it's okay...
It looks like he's wasting his life away, anyway.
Is someone like him really the messiah?
By the way, about us.
Do you think this was the proper disguise?
Well, it was written that mornings in Japan always start with radio exercises!
Yeah.
But everyone around us...
Uh... Oh well!
You idiot!
How can you live inside Tokyo and still be late!?
I commute all the way from Utsunomiya!
Machida should be part of Kanagawa...
...maybe even Yamanashi.
Stop complaining!
Even if you have the talent, if you don't have the enthusiasm...
...you're basically the same as oversized trash to the company!
What is the reason you were late?
Oversleeping?
Yeah, she...
What? I'm not done with you yet!
Department head, please calm down.
Oh, pardon me, this being your first day and all...
Oh, it's all right.
Well, I'll go introduce myself to the assistant section head.
The line is busy!?
Where the hell is she calling?
Assistant section head Tanaka...
Yes, this is Shimomeguro Corporation.
Oh, Oji?
What, you were trying to call here?
Huh?
Assistant section head Tanaka!
I don't care about THAT!
Why did you put IT in the trash!?
My name is Layla Yuki, and I was just transferred here.
Nice to meet you.
What?
Oh, THAT.
Sorry, I might have made a mistake.
H-How can you make a mistake!?
That guitar is my partner! We created times of glory together!
And, and you...
Enough of that... the coffee-maker broke again...
As I said before...
That thing doesn't work unless you properly shut the bean compartment!
Did it click shut? Did it click?
Oh, that's right.
Sheesh... but that's not the problem!
Listen to what I have to say!
That guitar of mine...
Don't argue with your wife on the company line!
That's embezzling from your employer!
Is he really the messiah?
What is she doing over there?
I'm truly sorry...
What part of him is the messiah?
But there can't be a mistake...
He HAS to be the source of that sound.
It looks like he's gonna go somewhere instead of getting on the train.
Perhaps his personality changes at night, and he'll start making that sound!
By the way...
What?
Are we really supposed to dress like this?
I looked it up!
This is the official outfit when chasing heroes!
What, what's this?
What kinda dull face is that?
Heh, do I really look that way?
Heh, you became even more hapless after you had a kid, you know that?
Of course I changed.
To live on, I have to change.
Idiot!
Don't be waxing philosophical with me!
Here!
This is...!
How old do you think the god is?
And compare him to yourself.
I looked up to him... but I quit before him.
You sure were in the limelight back then...
Hey...
Sheesh.
Your futon is over there.
Oji?
I didn't make a mistake this morning.
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