Undo

Moemi said she wanted a dog.

If not a dog, a cat.

But our apartment

Doesn't allow dogs or cats.

Then I had an idea.

What's this?

What is it?

Come on, what is it?

What could it be?

Tell me, what is it, what is it?

All right, just a minute.

What could this be?

It's a secret.

You're just mean.

Hurry up, now.

What are they?

Turtles.

I thought instead of a dog.

What are these?

Hey, you'll hurt them.

No, I used to do this a lot.

Now you can take him for a walk.

No, you can't.

Here, you take it and go practice.

No, not that one.

He's the house turtle.

Come on, now.

Wait, you can't do that.

Run, Turtle-Boy.

OK, rest time.

You can rinse your mouth.

Well?

It's different.

The metal feeling isn't there.

Taste good?

I don't know if good's the word.

No good?

You don't like it?

Well, this is how it should be.

I'll get used to it.

I could put them back on.

Why?

For the rest of my life.

So good.

Next Sunday -

Let's go somewhere.

Sunday?

Working?

Work?

Work.

You ought to write a novel.

A novel.

Hey, I said 'a novel'.

A Sunday...

Novel.

Here's some tea.

Thanks.

What's this?

I didn't like the slow way he walked.

What's the matter?

Finished yet?

No.

Not finished yet?

Done yet?

No.

Not yet?

Yukio?

Obsessive...

Obsessive Knot-Binding Syndrome.

Obsessive Knot-Binding...

Syndrome.

Obsessive Knot-Binding Syndrome.

Well, it's a kind of

Malady of love.