Outside, the air was thick with yakisoba smoke and the distant thrum of a train crossing the Yodo River. Chiharu walked south. Somewhere, a karaoke bar was playing an Enka song from 1989. She almost laughed.

Underground izakaya, Osaka — Kita-shinchi, third alley off the main drag. Date code: 21 Handler note: Subject Chiharu, Kansai origin. Priority ambiguous. Chiharu tapped her cigarette against a chipped saucer. The neon from the street bled through the frosted glass — pink, then green, then the slow pulse of a pachinko parlor down the street.

“You were supposed to be in Kobe that day,” he said.