Douse Mou Nigerarenai (I Can't Escape Anymore / どうせもう逃げられない)

The winner of the 52nd Japan Ad Design Grand Prix

is Mr. Sakisaka Takumi "A World with You."

That hurt.

You've got a lot of nerve.

How dare you sleep with my friend?

She's the one who invited me.

You're my boyfriend, right?

Am I? - What?

What about all that time we've spent together?

Are you just playing with me?

Hey. Are you listening, Takumi?

Where are you looking?

Pardon? Wait...

I'm going to date this girl starting today.

Satisfied?

What? - What?

Of course not! - Of course not!

Idiot.

Sorry to have you involved in this.

Are you hurt?

I can't believe you.

She's your girlfriend, right?

You hurt her without feeling any guilt.

You're awful.

You know we're not actually going to date, right?

There's no way.

I'm aware of that. Goodbye.

You should keep it cool where you were hit.

Thanks for protecting me earlier.

I'll buy you a new one, so give me your number.

I refuse.

You're a nice girl, Suit Girl.

But you know, you should be careful.

You'll get eaten up from head to toe

by devious guys like me.

Mind your own business.

D*mn, that hurt.

Morning.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Did it happen again?

When you get stabbed, I'm not going to help you.

Maybe I should buy some chain mail armor.

Are you getting ready to be stabbed?

He has no intention of correcting his wrong behavior towards girls.

There it is.

I'm not a fan of how stuffy it is.

It has to be a breathable one.

Is it a customer?

An interview.

It's a short-term accounting job and off-season for job hunting,

so I didn't think anyone would show.

Looks like we found someone special.

Excuse me.

I'm here to interview today for the short-term part-time job.

Suit Girl.

You're that awful...

Thanks for earlier.

I'm the CEO of Solo Design,

Sakisaka.

Here is my resume.

So are you giving me your number?

Yes.

I'm Nodakura Naho.

Thank you for finding time in your busy schedule to meet me.

You have been a temp worker for two years?

Why did you apply for our short-term position?

I'm taking a test for a permanent position elsewhere,

so I'll likely be going there...

Okay, is that so?

Ms. Norakura, huh?

What a strange last name.

It's Nodakura.

Norakura?

Nodakura.

Norakura.

Noda...

You're not hiring me, are you?

Thank you for your time. Goodbye.

Why do you think that?

You're hired.

I mean, you can do accounting work. Right?

Ye... Yes.

Then you'll start tomorrow.

Ms. Norakura.

Yes, sir!

Sorry about that.

Mr. Sakisaka will be back soon. Just have some tea.

Then I'll clean in the meantime.

Nice. What a hard worker.

No, not at all.

I'm Amari, a designer. Nice to meet you.

I'm Urae.

I'm Nodakura. Nice to meet you.

Mr. Sakisaka never told her what our company does, right?

I think you're right.

Basically, our company designs all sorts of things.

We designed everything over here.

For example...

This, this, and this, too.

I've seen all of them.

That's amazing.

But the most amazing one here is the boss himself.

In his early 20s, he swept up all the major awards in Japan,

and was even known abroad. He's a legendary designer.

He stepped back from designing five years ago,

and only works behind the scenes as management now.

Geniuses really do exist, don't they?

I feel down every time he consults me.

Is he that impressive?

Yes, despite how he looks.

Oh, there's just one more thing.

Talking about Mr. Sakisaka's old work and his past is taboo.

That's the one rule you must follow.

Okay, got it.

Norakura, are you here?

Nodakura, ready to work.

Good morning.

I bought these. Just for you.

We wear shoes in the office, but it's hard being in heels. Right?

Don't mind him.

I'm so tired.

Work must be tough. Call me anytime.

I want to start working with you soon, Naho.

Ouch.

Your boyfriend?

N... No.

We might join the same company together.

I see.

Um, I'll head out first then.

Okay.

Hey, Norakura.

What do you want to be?

What?

You didn't find a permanent job after college,

so you did two years of temp work, right?

Are you trying for something specific?

Not really, I just couldn't find a job.

I see.

But...

I do have a dream.

Being an office worker is my dream.

When I was a temp worker, my workplace kept changing.

I couldn't make friends.

And people never learned my name.

So I want to eat and work late with everyone.

With my friends and my boyfriend.

If I can find people like that, I think I'd be really happy.

Really?

What if you get laid off?

And how likely are you to make friends?

Well... - With a head like yours, full of wishful thinking,

some crafty guy will just use you no matter where you go.

That's what'll happen.

But...

Even so,

even if it doesn't work out,