Erased (僕だけがいない街)

This doesn't connect with the readers.

You're not conveying the emotions...

or the tragedy in the plot.

Let me guess... it's your first?

With all due respect.

'Mister' Fujinuma Satoru...

You need to dig deeper into it.

The stature of the artist doesn't come out.

I'm sure you have it in you.

Sorry I kept you waiting.

I'm scared...

I can't dig into it.

I'll just be faced with my ineptitude.

My mind rehashes those images...

I could have done something...

it's not that I regret anything.

It's just an excuse.

I can't take emotional risks.

2 deliveries to go.

Mr. Fujinuma.

We have an errand.

Good morning.

Going on delivery. -Drive safely.

On my way. -See you later.

Mr. Fujinuma, don't eat the pizzas on the way.

Certainly won't.

I don't get it.

Is that a good joke to these kids?

At least, if I could used in my manga.

It goes unnoticed...

the routine of each day...

yet within this routine, things happen to people...

and it is the Mangaka's quest to pick these out.

And here I am, thinking about manga again.

I'm not picking out anything.

It is happening again.

No doubt.

Something is about to happen.

And it's going to be terrible.

I'd rather keep out of it, but I have to find out.

The anomaly... find out the anomaly.

Something is off...

it is going to happen.

Find out...where is it? Pick it out.

I found it... the anomaly.

Hey.

Stop...Wake up.

Hey.

Stop.

Hey.

Stop.

Mr. Fujinuma.

Wake up.

Stop.

There.

I had it coming.

I should mind my own business.

You're awake?

You remember who you are? Why you are here?

I'm Fujinuma Satoru, 29.

A truck was going to run over a kid...

instead I ended up in an accident.

I'm relieved... That was two days ago.

It's a miracle you're not harmed.

One last check up and you're good to go.

Should I call someone?

Girlfriend? Friend?

No one needs to know.

Clip, clip, clip.

What's that?

You are, like, wrapped in a membrane.

You don't open your heart to anyone, right?

But I was underestimating you.

What?

I saw the accident.

The truck driver had a heart attack.

You had a sharp eye.

Miss Katagiri...

why do you do this job?

I have a dream.

I'll earn my own money to fulfill it.

When you tell your dream away...

it is awkward if you don't fulfill it.

You don't think so?

I don't

The words pave the way to your dream.

Alright, be well.

I think your mother is coming.

See you.

My mother.

What a drag.

I call this phenomenon Double-back.

I double back a few minutes in time to reenact a scene.

An instant before something bad happens.

Like a hand compelling me to stop it.

And then...

I have to hinder the incident.

Most of the time it doesn't change anything for me.

But this time there was a chance witness.

The law will get involved.

But they'll have nothing against me.

Welcome back, Satoru. How do you feel?

We're not in Hokkaido, don't forget to lock.

Are you OK? -Yep.

I'll stay with you for a while.

What?

Considering your situation.

Told you I'm, fine. I have a job, I have my manga.

You can give your manga a break when your mother is in town.

You should even stop this manga dream.

Tell me, Satoru.

Is there a direct train to Ueno?

Course not... So, you're here for sightseeing after all.

The little Sakamoto Haruka, 7, who had disappeared...

was found unharmed today.

She was taken to the city hospital...

and declared uninjured and healthy.

Satoru, you remember?

What?

When you were in 5th grade...

the incident in our neighborhood.