“It’s not a cult. It’s a… therapy. The ‘Exposure to Reality’ contract. You agree to leave your apartment for one hour a day. And I agree to follow you. To make sure you don’t run away. Or… you know.”
Satō looks at the onigiri. He looks at the contract. He looks at Misaki’s trembling, hopeful face. Welcome to the N.H.K. -Dub-
“This is a new trap. The N.H.K. has hired a cute girl. Low-level operative. Tactical pity. Very effective.” “It’s not a cult