Bilocation (バイロケーション)

19th century. A church in Europe.

No.

No no no no!

Is this the best I can do?

If I don't show

all my skill and experience

with this picture, it'll all be for nothing!

This is my last chance. I can't give up.

I can't. No matter what. No matter what.

No matter what!

Kirimura

Nice to meet you!

I'm Takamura. I just moved in on the 5th floor.

I'm sorry.

No, I am.

Er, what's that on your face?

I'm painting a picture.

Oh. You're painting?

Yes.

That encounter changed my life.

- Sorry! - Sorry.

- You OK? - Yeah.

Quick! Shinobu! Shinobu!

Oh no! It's OK.

- I'll do it. - No, it's OK!

It's OK, I'll do it. You just sit.

Only I can decide what I'll do.

No kidding!

Let's eat.

He and I... Masaru and I got married.

A simple greeting turned into a relationship.

It surprises even me.

"Takamura"

Here. Hang in there.

You too.

Take care.

But I guess

life's like that.

Even so, I didn't give up on my art.

I kept my apartment,

and kept painting.

This is my last chance. I can't give up.

I can't. No matter what.

"Drycleaners"

I'm sorry, I forgot my receipt.

Just write your name on that pad.

OK.

"Kirimura"

"Takamura"

Sorry, I wrote my maiden name by mistake.

Why?!

Stop saying that!

You haven't even met her.

Meet her. Just once.

I'm still not used to my new last name.

Must be our shabby newlywed life. I'm sorry.

I'll make my parents accept you.

If they don't, I'll cut ties with them.

No, it's not that...

We'll move somewhere bigger and start married life over.

I'm happy the way things are.

I need my place till the competition.

By the way, did you go to Kaede Street today?

Maybe it was just my poor eyesight,

but I thought I saw you.

I only went to the drycleaners today.

"Account Balance: 98,620 yen"

That's 1,480 yen.

What is this?

You gave me this note before.

And this one just now.

Same serial.

They're fakes, aren't they?

Fakes?

We get a lot around here lately.

The cops told me to report shady people.

I'm innocent.

Innocent?

It must be a mistake!

Detective! I found the culprit.

No! This must be...

I'm Kano, Yamanashi Police.

Thank you for cooperating.

I'll take it from here.

What's going on?!

Wait! Wait! Wait a second!

That wasn't me on the security video.

Don't worry. I know it wasn't you.

What?

Then why...

Look.

She's the same. A fake.

Found her. She's the one.

I'll bring her in now.

Where are we going?

Ever had this happen?

Somebody you pass by on the street looks at you strangely.

Like Hey, didn't I just see you before?

I've been looking for you.

We meet at last.

Please go in.

The rule's one at a time.

You first.

At the back, on the right.

A rare newcomer today.

If this is some cult, I'm not interested.

Welcome.

This is a meeting for people with bilocations.

Bilocation.

Another self that appears in your proximity.

A.K.A. Simultaneously Existing Incarnations.

They've been sighted and studiedaround the world since

the early 19th century.

Doppelgangers don't interact with humans,

but bilocations do.

They appear, assume physical form, and take action.

They are perfect mimics, even of voices.

But being fakes, they eventually disappear.

Bilocations have the memories of the original person.

They also obtain their new memories.

Other people can't tell the difference between them.

My bilocation slept with my girl.

I had no idea.

The original doesn't share the bilocation's experiences.

They are unaware that their life is being altered.

This is...

a meeting for bilocation victims.

I'm Takashi Kano. As you know, I'm a detective.

Takumi Mitarai. I'm a student.

Mayumi Kadokura, housewife. You'll be fine.

I'm the organizer, lizuka.

Shinobu...

From now on, do as I say.

I'll do my utmost to protect you.

Why? Why do you know my name?

We've been watching you.

I've never even seen this other self.

And I don't believe you.

Her bilocation! It's here!

Find it!

Believe me.

I want to help. That's all.

Was that the first time you saw it?

From the look of it, it hasn't been around for long.

It first happened to me when I was about your age.

After I had my son...

- Gas mask. - Yes Doctor.

He had an incurable disease,

which he struggled with from birth.

I quit my job to stay by his side.

I got little sleep or rest.

And then...

it appeared.

At first, people told me they saw me somewhere.

Just ordinary sightings.

But then, one day...

My son was found outside the hospital.

He'd had a seizure, and was near death.

Why did you let him out?!

"Patient Leave Applicant: Mayumi Kadokura"

The person who took my son...

was me.

Well, strictly speaking, it wasn't me.

It was my bilocation.

After that, it began to abduct my son frequently.

I've done everything I can to protect him ever since.

Why... does that woman try to endanger my son's life?

Over and over again?

Sorry, that's enough about me.

What about you? What do you do?

I'm... painting a picture.

That's your job?

No, it's not a job.

It's for a competition.

I want to go professional.

I'm living off my savings from my old office job.

Are you married?

Where is he?! Where's my son?!

Where is he?! Where is he?!

Give him back!

Give me back my son!

Give him back!

Give him back!

Be careful.

They'll take what's most dear to you.

What's most dear to me...

My other self...

I know I saw it.

If it's near me, how long has it been there?

What does it want?

What's most dear to me...

I brought something.

For your protection.

It's a mirror for detecting bilocations.

They have no reflection.

A mirror?

Look.

I'm the real thing.

I've already checked you.

You check when you meet us too.