"Apparently it went to my spam folder," Akihiko shot back, equally deadpan. And then came that next line, and the look on his face changed completely.

"How the hell did you know -- oh, shit." He smacked his forehead hard with his right hand. Well, the cat was out of the bag now.

"Okay, you got me, clothing got swapped around and displaced when we got teleported. But it's like Kyoto and July. It never happened, and if I hear that it did, I reserve the right to use you for boxing practice."