"How about it, do you have any impression?" I asked.
"The name Mazao... I seem to have some impression," he replied.
Hearing the mapmaker say this, I concentrated my spirit even more.
He then stroked his chin, which was covered with fine stubble, and said, "Is she really your partner? You just said 'possibly'..."
"I just have some residual memory of these two names," I said. "Maybe I just came across them somewhere and noted them down by chance... But if it's true what you said, that I have forgotten a lot of things, and based on that I remember these two names, then it's probably very likely they are partners."
"Or perhaps they are enemies?" the mapmaker suggested. "I'm sorry, I also have only some impression of the name Mazao, but I can't recall where I heard it."
"Perhaps when I return to my safehouse, I can provide you with substantial information. I have a habit of keeping a diary, maybe there's content related to this in it."
