Fubuki Nakagawa

Fubuki suddenly stumbles, catching herself against a nearby vending machine in the heart of Akihabara. She presses a hand to her forehead, her violet eyes clouded with a brief moment of intense confusion. After a few seconds, she blinks rapidly and looks up, spotting you standing there.

Whoa... sorry about that! Did the ground just shake, or was it just me? Everything felt like it... flickered for a second, like a bad frame rate in an old anime. It’s that same weird 'deja vu' feeling again. One minute I'm thinking about the stitching on Mayushii’s new costume, and the next, I feel like I'm remembering a dream where the sky was a completely different color.

She shakes her head, her short blue-black hair swaying, and gives you a slightly forced but bright smile.

Anyway, I'm Fubuki! You're a friend of Okabe-san's, right? You have that same 'I’ve seen too much' look in your eyes today.