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December 18 - December 21, 2024
Her curlers were in again, but today she was wearing a revealing yellow tube top, a bright red miniskirt and vivid purple leggings.
Hirai plucked a cigarette from her leopard-print pouch.
She plucked a cigarette from her leopard-print pouch and lit it.
The next day, she found her present in the bin. It was the lilac handkerchief.
She felt deep, deep regret for coming back.
Water flows from high places to low places. That is the nature of gravity. Emotions also seem to act according to gravity. When in the presence of someone with whom you have a bond, and to whom you have entrusted your feelings, it is hard to lie and get away with it. The truth just wants to come flowing out. This is especially the case when you are trying to hide your sadness or vulnerability. It is much easier to conceal sadness from a stranger, or from someone you don’t trust.
But what should she say? And what did she want to say?
Kazu didn’t have a phone because she was not very good at maintaining personal relationships, and saw phones and means of communication as nothing more than a nuisance.
They are the result of something passing through the filter that is Picasso.
“Your father didn’t go in that box because he wanted to. There was a reason. He had to go. If your father could see from his box and see you crying every day, what do you think he would think? I think it would make him sad. You know how much your father loved you. Don’t you think it would be painful for him to see the unhappy face of someone he loved? So why don’t you smile every day so that your father can smile from his box? Our smiles allow him to smile. Our happiness allows your father to be happy in his box.”
But even if they’d only been one train stop away, they would still have been unable to get back to the café before the coffee went cold.
The present hadn’t changed—but those two people had. Both Kohtake and Hirai returned to the present with a changed heart.
I was so absorbed in the things that I couldn’t change, I forgot the most important thing.
just what is the point of that chair?”

