Just the fact that a child in America could get so engrossed in a game that someone like me made―it was a little mysterious to me. Then she told me how things were for her.

Not everyone blatantly reveals what they’re thinking, she said. Things always felt somewhat out of place, but one day she played that game and felt she had finally found a game for her. And now, fans of that game get together once a year for a convention.
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I asked what the biggest difference was with my game, and she replied, “The humor.” They’ve got humor of their own overseas, but my humor isn’t in other games. So I guess it’s true that the kinds of things that make us laugh or feel bashful seem to go hand-in-hand with what makes them laugh or feel bashful.