The phone rings once, then is answered. "Takeuchi Bike Repair! I'm not wearing a shirt right now!" "Oh, hi! I'm not wearing pants either." "What? It's not hard to work the register like this. In fact, it's kind of fun! We're getting lots of customers." "Well... TECHNICALLY yes." Akemi giggles to herself. "Technically, I don't need any clothes for that. Why? Are you asking me out?" She stops giggling. "...Oh. Why?" "Oh... That's bad." "Did you try her home?" "Ummm... How about the school?" "Or... Maybe one of her friends saw something?" "Maybe she skipped." "Or maybe her parents took her somewhere." "You're sure of that?" "And you've checked everywhere she's likely to go?" "You've asked everyone she knows?" "Then you're not thinking hard enough." "Are you still there?" "No. I'm sorry, Kaede, but I don't think you do." "This can cause brain damage. I could become even more of an idiot or die from it, okay?" "I didn't have a choice last time, but I'm not gonna risk my life because you want easy answers. I'm sorry." "If there's no other way left, then I'd be willing to help. But it sounds like you haven't tried nearly as many options as you have available." "Huh? Uh... I don't know anyone like that..." "... Nope! Don't know her." "Nope!" "It's fine. Just... Don't be so irresponsible, 'kay?" "I'll ask around too, see if I can find anything, 'kay? So don't fret too much. See ya!" *click*