Kayo? You really seem upset! Can we talk about it?

My name isn’t Kayo! Stop calling me that!

What’s gotten into you?

This is your doing! Ever since I moved in… I’ve been different. I’m not myself anymore!

Of course this is who you are! Do you remember how happy we were to find each other? To find another Japanese soul?

I do remember… B-But it’s not real! I am not Japanese… I am not Kayo! My name was… I don’t remember, but it definitely isn’t Kayo!

You’re just confused… Look at us. We’re both Japanese. It’s who we are.

But I wasn’t like this… I had blonde hair… big muscles… and I was a man!

You are one of the cutest girls I know, Kayo. There’s no way that you were ever a man. And blonde hair? For us Japanese, that requires dyes.

I remember looking in the mirror and seeing myself look different every day. I remember noticing my muscles vanish, my height shift, my eyes change color… I remember… I remember you stopping me from worrying about it. I remember you convincing me to accept it.

You must have just had a nightmare, Kayo. Just take a deep breath and try to calm down. It will pass.

Breathes deeply

Wait, no! You are doing it again. You are convincing me to accept it. To forget again. Stop it!

I’m not doing anything like that, Kayo. I’m just helping you calm down. Breathe deep again and repeat after me. I am Japanese. I am cute. I am Kayo.

Breathes deeply

I am Japanese.

Breathes deeply

I am cute.

Breathes deeply

I am Kayo.

Breathes deeply

OMG, you’re right. I do feel so much better.

Good girl. Now let’s get some mochi and forget about this bad dream, okay?