01x02 - I Still Remember, After All This Time

[bunniefuu]

Ready? While you're being swarmed,

I'll take down the main enemy.

Hey, legendary detective,

don't devise a plan that treats

my death as a foregone conclusion.

It's all right.

I'll take responsibility and delete

your computer's search history.

Wait a minute! Hey, you saw it?

You looked at my search history?

After I became sidekick to Siesta, a

detective who battled humanity's enemies,

our adventure drama together unfolded

over the course of three years.

It's been a year since those

dizzying days came to an end.

As a high-school senior, I have immersed

myself from head to toe, wholeheartedly,

in the lukewarm water

I now call "everyday life."

Is it enough, you ask? It is;

this life of mine impinges on nobody.

That's how it is since the

detective is already dead.

You're the legendary detective?

I am presently being threatened

by a girl I've never seen before.

"Episode 2"

"I Still Remember, After All This Time"

I am presently being threatened

by a girl I've never seen before.

What's more, the reason

is completely unclear.

Don't keep quiet; answer me.

Are you Kimihiko Kimizuka,

the legendary detective

I've heard rumors about?

Detective It's a disagreeable word

that I haven't heard in a year.

You have the wrong person. Now excuse me.

Wait!

If you won't give me a proper answer,

I'll touch your uvula, without mercy.

You're Kimihiko Kimizuka, aren't you?

Mm-hrrrm.

Speak up when you answer!

Eww, you're the worst--

getting all this drool on the fingers

of a girl you just met.

What is with this absurd behavior?

What on Earth am I being punished for?

Oh, hold on. That's what it is.

You wanted to be hugged.

No, no, no, no, no!

What are you trying to do here?

Too bad. We could have

had a little more fun.

Don't throw your body around

so much to "have fun."

Don't offer up your chest

to some guy you don't know.

Nagisa Natsunagi.

Could I ask you to clean off

your hand first?

I came here with a request for you.

I'm looking for someone.

You're the legendary detective, right?

Unfortunately, you've

got the wrong person.

The wrong person?

"Direct-Deposit Scammer g*ng Apprehended,"

"High-School Hero,"

"A Pro at Finding Lost Pets,"

"Surprise Interview with the Boy Named K."

"Boy Hero Saves Lives."

If you still insist you're not a legendary

detective, just what are you?

You said you're looking for someone?

Will you be the detective for my case?

I'll never be a detective. However

However?

If a sidekick will suffice,

I'll take the case.

What does that mean?

So who are you looking for?

I want you I want you to find out

who it is I'm trying to find.

Huh?

There's somebody I absolutely

need to meet and talk to

But I have absolutely no idea who it is.

I don't have even the vaguest guess about

their age, gender, or where they live.

Let's call this unknown individual you're

searching for "X," for the time being.

Don't you know anything about X?

I don't. I don't even understand

why I'm preoccupied with X.

There are just these sudden moments

when I want to meet X.

And approximately when did this start?

One year ago.

What happened one year ago?

I was on the verge of death when I got

my life back. No, I was given life.

The heartbeat I had you listen to

in the classroom it's not my own.

You had a heart transplant.

I had a serious heart condition ever since

I was little, and was constantly

in and out of hospitals,

all the while waiting for the day

I could get a transplant.

One year ago, a suitable donor

was found at last,

and I was able to undergo

the heart transplant procedure.

Ever since then, X's existence

began to flit through my brain.

I see. It's memory transference.

Huh?

The X you're looking for is a person whom

the heart's original owner wants to see.

That's the most ridiculous--

If you think so, why did you tell me

about your heart transplant?

Although the phenomenon of memory

transference isn't scientifically proven,

there have been a number of

cases where, after surgery,

the recipient was influenced

by the organ donor:

Starting to like foods they'd hated,

having memories of places

they'd never even visited

So, what?

You're saying it's not that I want to

meet X, but rather this heart does?

Probably. So X is most likely someone

close to the donor while they were alive--

a family member, a lover, a friend

Really

Well, I'm glad it was only that.

So that wraps up this problem.

Huh? Where are you going?

That's all there is to say, right?

It's not you who wants to meet X,

it's that heart's owner.

It's a memory from another lifetime

that has nothing to do with you--

No, it's not! It's not just a memory--

it's unfinished business!

Even after their body died and

they passed this heart over to me,

they still want to see

this person that much!

I received life from this heart,

so I want to pay back the favor.

I want to let this heart meet X.

It's just for your own satisfaction.

That's right, it's for

my own satisfaction.

This heart is mine.

So I want to meet them!

This contradicts what

you were saying before.

Hush!

In any case, help me.

I assume I'm going to be compensated

As far as that goes, I let you touch

my chest as advance payment, didn't I?

Talk about a high-pressure pitch

Sorry to keep you waiting.

You shouldn't ogle a girl from your grade

who's not your girlfriend like that.

You're one to talk, after pressing a guy

from your grade--not your boyfriend--

against your boobs.

You know you enjoyed it.

Honestly, you're staring too much.

No, I wasn't--I was taking a look at

your, um, collarbones, not your chest.

That's scary! I'd rather that

you'd been looking at my chest.

For your age, Natsunagi,

you have great collarbones.

I have no idea what connection you think

there is between age and collarbones!

Hmm, haven't we gone through

a back-and-forth like this before?

The thought of a conversation

like this happening more than once

is beyond hellish.

Well, shall we get going--?

Grab that guy! He's a thief!

Eh?

Wha--?

Yeesh you again,

you little piece of crap?

You're mixed up in about three-quarters

of the crimes in this district.

It's just something in my nature.

And? You're working on your own now?

No, by myself I'm of no use,

especially against--

Also, it seems as though

I'm off the radar for that crew.

Ha, you're quite the cold-hearted one.

"The dead tell no tales," eh?

Ow! What was that for?

Just felt like the thing to do.

Or should I say?

All right. This is Fuubi-san.

Fuubi Kase.

You're a police person, right?

She's an assistant inspector, supposedly.

This is who we were going to meet.

Eh?

Fuubi-san, there's something about

my girl here that I want to discuss.

She's your girl?

It's just an expression.

Pleased to meet you.

My name is Nagisa Natsunagi.

Something to discuss Why with me?

Knowing you, I thought

you could do something.

Idiot. What is it you think I could do?

Fuubi-san, you're different

from normal police.

Different? How?

Your resolve.

I see. I get what you're saying.

But we're not doctors.

Take it up with someone else.

Please! I can't help wanting to--

What's more

I'm busy. After this, I'm scheduled to put

in an appearance at the big house.

The big house

Now if you two were to take it

upon yourselves to tag along

that's up to you.

Listen, I've got some work

to wrap up upstairs.

I'll be headed out in 20 minutes,

so keep that in mind.

You understand?

Yes, ma'am.

Umm, Kimizuka, it's too late to ask,

but weren't we going to some big house?

This place is very clearly

It's a prison, I'd say.

What's this, "I'd say"? What happened to

the big house we were going to visit?

It's slang! Slang!

S-Slang?

Why do you get so worked up?

Eh?

Let's go. Where we're headed

is all the way at the end.

Who's here?

A guy.

Be serious.

A guy who gave up on being human.

Would you? Huh?

Oh-h*. It's been quite a while

legendary detective.

Unfortunately, I'm no legendary detective.

No, you were Ah, Watson, right?

Can those eyes of yours see anything?

Nope. I'm just like you now, Watson--

with those dead-fish eyes of yours.

That's the tragedy of the century.

Also, you can stop calling me that.

What, did you give up

the sidekick business?

We came today to talk

to you about something.

You wouldn't have come

to this place to see me

if there wasn't some special circumstance.

This is a perfect way to k*ll some time.

Tell me about it.

I see

What's wrong?

You seem very nervous. That's unlike you.

What's that supposed to mean?

Bat, I'll introduce you.

The girl beside me is Nagisa Natsunagi;

we're in the same year at school.

Nagisa Natsunagi?

Nice to meet you. My name is Natsunagi.

I came today to talk

to you about my heart.

I see. You're asking if I happen to know

anything about that heart's owner?

Yes, that's right. That's it, but

Natsunagi, he's not a guy with what

you'd call an ordinary background.

And while I'm at it, let's say he's

also no ordinary human being.

Eh?

Bat is a partial android--produced

by the covert organization SPES.

Excuse me?

It's not believable, huh?

Of course it's not,

that kind of ridiculous talk--

In this great big world,

such things do exist.

If I choose to, I can hear people

talking 100 kilometers away.

It's no challenge at all to make out

the sound of your heart, young missy.

This piece of work jet-setted around

the world, using that thing as a weapon.

So I thought there was a chance

that he might have encountered

your heart's previous owner.

I wasn't trying to hide anything from you,

but I know this man well.

Seems like it.

Has it been four years already

since I had that scrape with you two?

You two?

Such nostalgia I'm feeling.

So, yeah, I don't want that ear

listening to the sound of my heart.

That's understandable

Oh, come on. To hear the sound of your

heart, this distance is near enough.

Or should I say, I've already discerned

everything about your heart, missy.

Huh?

Bat have you really met the owner

of Natsunagi's heart before?

In place of a tedious explanation,

doing this will be quicker!

Does this mean?

Siesta!

You'll never be able to raise

an appendage against me again.

I was just born to be a legendary

detective; it's in my nature.

It can't be That's

That's not Don't do this to me.

I'm no longer--

Watson burying your head

in the sand is pathetic.

From the beginning, I was sure it was

that other girl who had come here.

It's been quite a while

legendary detective.

So that's what this is about.

I thought it was weird.

I was never the type to hug a guy I was

meeting for the first time or anything.

So that behavior wasn't me;

it had to be the owner of this heart.

It was something that girl made me do--

the legendary detective Siesta,

whose sidekick you were.

Natsunagi, you

It's a coincidence.

Meeting you, and the fact that

Siesta's heart is inside you

It's all just a

Is that the influence of your heart's

former owner, too, Natsunagi?

It's not. That was my intention.

I wanted to hit you, so I hit you!

A coincidence? You call this

reunion a coincidence?

What a joke! Don't try to brush this

under the rug with that word!

This is a yearning! Even after dying,

wanting to see you, to be with you!

It's this little heart's one and

only wish! For a long time, we--

Kimihiko Kimizuka,

I've been searching for you!

Don't try to sew it all up with

the words "just a coincidence"!

Don't you dare make light

of someone's heart's desire!

Are you in there?

Do you know the suffering I went through

after becoming your sidekick?

A battle with a supernatural organization

ensued, and for three years,

in desperate straits, we traveled the

world evading pursuers, penniless.

We slept outdoors in a hurricane.

On one occasion,

after winning in a casino,

we jumped up and down

on a resort hotel bed,

but of course, the very next day,

we were broke again.

We walked through deserts,

traversed jungles,

passed over mountains, and crossed oceans.

And then And then

How could you die before me? You fool.

I'm glad it was fruitful.

Feel free to thank me all you want.

Fuubi-san, you knew from

the start, didn't you?

Huh?

About her About who Natsunagi's

heart once belonged to.

Fuubi-san.

I'd never be cruel enough to demand

the young lady do detective work.

Thanks for today.

Eh?

Thanks to you

how do I put this, it's

I couldn't go on as I was--

that's what I realized.

If you're saying that, then I also

Natsunagi whomever

that heart may belong to,

you can live your own life.

Oh

You don't need to try to replace anybody.

See you around.

Kimizuka, I--

What is it, Natsunagi?

Umm, I

Huh?

There's something I'd like to ask

a legendary detective to handle!