Who could that guy be? A childhood neighbour? Or some long-distant relative? And why did I cry after meeting a stranger like him? What is the bond between me and him? Arghh!! I couldn’t get over these thought crawling in my head...

“Those blue eyes, inside them is somewhat sadness, somewhat is so painful that I can’t reach it...”

“Shinomiya-san! Shinomiya-san! SHI-NO-MI-YA-SAN?!!”

“Ah- Here I am teacher! Sorry...”

“Were you not paying attention in my class? No need for apology. Just get on the board and finish this task.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Sigh... What’s wrong with me? Kyaa! Wha-?!”

A pair of hands are holding my breasts from behind. Who- It’s Shizuka-san!

“Oh ya oh ya my dear precious gal! What’s got into ya today, Misaki-tan?”

“Just take your hands off my chests please, Shizuka- Kyaa!!”

“Nope! I refuse! My, my... This softness, this hand-fitting size... Ya’ve got a pair of mochis as ya boobs, ya know that? I couldn’t but squeezing it in my hand... Oh geez, this feelin’ in my hands! Let me see, 85? Or 86?”

“Please stop it! Those boys are watching us!”

“Knew it! It’s 87!”

*Bonk*

“Sorry, my fault! A little bit much there, ehe~”

“Hump! Being a girl but why’re you so perverted than boys, Shizuka-san?”

“Heh heh! I know my fault. For the apology, I’ll giv’ ya a special sevice, only by this Shizuka Makinami!”

“What service to be exactly?”

“B-W-H massag-”

*Bonk*

“Ehe~ Misaki-tan is so aggressive!”

“Of course I am! You’re just so perverted Shizuka-san!”

“Who said I’m perverted? Do ya know how important boobs are in life? Backthen in the middle age, there were lots of painting with woman being naked. From the ancient Holy Roman Empire had been sculpting illustrious sculptures like the Venus de Milo by Alexandros of Antioch or the Vitruvian Man drawing by the only-one Leonardo da Vinci of Renaissance. Those works have honored humanity figure. Those boobs, are the place raising lives, the warm nest for newborn infants, where the heart belongs to, and where love beginning its journey. Boobs are blazing avid, starting from male to female...”

“It’s ok Shizuka-san! Everyone are looking! Shizuka-san, enough!”

“Do you know...”

“Shizuka-san! My god, she won’t stop when it comes to this kind of subject. Follow me!”

I drags her to the rooftop of this side building. At someplace are the boys chatting.

“Neh neh Kenji! How’s that Shinomiya?”

“She’s hot my brother Baka-mura. Look at that silky long hair, the tight waist, the curves, the medium prenium boobs, not too big nor too small. I swear if I was her boyfriend... slurp!”

“There’s he goes in his lustful imagination again. How about you, Matsuda? Though I’m not even had to ask for it. You like the perverted chick who always side by side Shinomiya-san right?”

“Yeah...”

“Totally be with you on this. That Makinami chick’s just stacked juicy thiccness. Short hair cut, the enormous balloonies, though she’s more perverted than males like us. Who know what’s in her mind?”

“That isn’t my concern Nakamura. Simply I just prefer Makinami-san than Shinomiya-san, that’s all.”

“Your mean was...”

“I don’t really know, in Makinami-san that I felt something which very natural, very truthful and “real”, very...“bond to this world”. But in Shinomiya-san who I didn’t feel in that way. She’s somewhat unfamiliar, somewhat empty, something was like she didn’t belong here, this world.

“You’ve just babbled my guy. Just say it shortly, like or dislike, just that ok? A simple problem that you pulled a whole essay. That’s the reason why guys like you haven’t got any girlfriend.”

“You’re also in the same boat like us you bastard. Still sitting here peaking at girls, isn’t that right Baka-mura?”

“That’s the reason why none of us got a girlfriend!”

Sigh... As the trio saying that all together.

“Wanna grabs some lunch? I’ll pay-”

“Ya bets I would!”

“-but with your money.”

“Right, right, keep it going! Chewing... still listening... Hnnng!! Misaki’s mom’s egg rolls is the best!!”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full Shizuka-san! You gonna get choked!”

There’re only two young girls on the rooftop at the moment. The others may get lunch at elsewhere like the cafeteria, etc. Silence it is in this secluded place, making Shizuka’s lousy voice echoes in the air. Sometime Shizuka- I forget that she’s a girl, for real.

Staring at the chest area... Are those thing airbags or breasts?

“Nothing! Nothing at all... Totally be honest!”

“Chewing... Yeah sure, like I belive it.”

“Rea-really! I’ll make no bone about it.”

Shizuka-san’s just gazed at me, eyes looking up and down, focusing intensely all of my posture and breathes. A cold drop of sweat’s running down my temporal line though the heat reaching to 30°C or higher. Her staring eyes still fix on me, those pupils are moving crazily like those dual-fighting game characters comboing while her mouth’s chewing voraciously. Time goes by like it being blocked to move slower by half then stop at once. Winds flow in my sleeves, blow up my skirt and make that one ball of wrapping paper rolling on the ground. Her face’s getting close to my cheeks... Wha-

*Lick*

“Wha-what was that for?”

“Slurp... This taste... is the taste of liar, Misaki Shinomiya!”

“I’ve told to you! There’s nothing!”

*Starring*

“Hnng... All right!”

“Yay! I knew it! Tell me, what is it?”

“There was a guy...”

After a while...

“Hmm...May be a distantly relative?”

“I’ve thought about that, but my whole family are all Japanese and he’s not...”

“Could be childhood neighbour?”

“Are you an esper or something?”

“Or your fiance?”

“Nah! This isn’t some sort of TV drama series!”

“What if he’s a stalker?”

“That is what I’m worried the most...”

“Still keep ya’self together, don’t know what’d happen though!”

“Yeah...I will...”

Stolen story; please report.

Heatwave of highnoon carries vibration of sound on its back. Cicadas coral quietens down the air on its own. In the middle of academy area is left cheers of sport clubs echoing. Water splashes from the pool as the collision force from the jumps, reflecting shiny light and scattering into multiple single-colour rays. Small drops’re running on skin surface, containing sweats from the heat. In the water are strong oscillation following with limbs whirls. Girls are winding flexibly deep to the bottom like ocean mermaids then rise up to the air. Layers of polyester swimsuit have been polished to look like dolphin skin. Underneath the blazing sun are full of JK in swimsuit appearing to be goddesses in this oasis.

Distant from there is the cheer of baseball club. Thick clouds of sand and dusk are flying in the air. Grass’s teared from the dashing shoes to the base. Soaking wet shirts come of somewhat unpleasant smell on the headwind. Pounding sound of the bat hitting the ball, eyes follow the ball’s trajectory up high in the air. Players wipes out their sweating faces with shirt hem, reveals stiff abs and waist.

“Ughh why is it so hot these days? Is this living hell? Oh my god I’m gonna die if the weather keeps getting hotter!”

“It’s hot because you keep whining about it! Shut your whimpy mouth and it’ll be better!”

“Fuck off these shits! This is just torture! Not far from us, in the other side of the fence are swimsuit hotties in cool, fresh water like a paradise. Even their coach is hot as fuck! I mean, she’s Saki-sensei! Compared to this side we have... Oh for godsake, just look at Busujima-sensei! I can’t find any difference between him and a wild gorilla.”

“Down the volume you idiot, if he heard it then you’re done for! But yeah, you’re not wrong, sigh...”

“Here’re your drinks!”

“Oh thanks, Kenji.”

“Gulp...Ah~ Refreshing!”

The clearing sky has already put on its gloaming coat. The bright blue tone of the city has shifted to a gloomy yellow side. Fluffy clouds are drifting slowly on the air flow. Crowded flock’re jostling each other on slippery ground of the station. Highschool and college students, freelancers, office workers, are all scrambing, pushing, lining up to a flow-like herd of ant.

《The next train will arrive at platform number 3. Please take a step behind the yellow line》

The announcer voice on the speaker is still as monotonous and lifeless as usual. Sometime I ask myself if the voice is a person or a robotic voice. After having taken my feet on the train, I sit down heavily, take a deep breath then release it.

“Overthere is me, this's also me and so on. All of them, together is just a person, which is myself. As your answer, which of them is me, in countless of me appear in your's? And for you, who would you be?”

“Who are you...in me..." “I’m home!”

...

None of the reply is sended.

Going to the kitchen, on the table is my covered dinner. Could be dad hasn’t been home yet... Mom’s probably sitting at the living room.

I step quietly to the living room and look in. Mom’s sitting there, eyes fixing on the TV screen, probably watching those drama series again, sometime grabbing snack on the table. Silence stills filling in this house every evening as it has used to it.

“Hahhh... My back’s cracking... So exhausted...”

Diving my whole body in warm tub, I stretches myself to relieve weariness then washing all of my sweating with warm water. It feels like heaven~

“Tomorrow is weekend. That was fast, hah.”

Outside the balcony, I take some fresh air for less sufforcating in the house. Thick black sky covering the city is preventing any light make it way through. Placing myself in the center of this city that I still hardly catch any flick of star, even the brightest one.

Obon festival is coming but will people celebrate it again this year? I remember those times when I was in my grandparents’s house backthen, putting on yukata... It was fun, indeed. The games, the food, cheers from the crowd and Bon Odori dancers. But being very crowded was the biggest problem, it couldn’t even breathe if you were stuck in it.

Talking about being stuck, I remember myself once had been lost inside jostled people. My eyes was nearly crying but there was someone had pulled me out of there, a young boy, the same as my age. He and I took place at a nearly-infinite rice field, lying on sweet smell of unharvested flowers and viewing the big clear sky together. Strips of star spread on thick black coat wearing on unclouded night. From the children eyes was whole galaxy above. Light wind of summer night blew through their skin, brought the smell of earth and plants to their noses.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

I talked to the little boy.

“Yes, beautiful it is... Those sparks that have never been extinguished. Wish I can fly up in the air to grab one of them...”

“How is that even possible~ Giggle...”

“Maybe myself couldn’t but you, maybe you could do it. Here!”

He grabbed one of my hand, pointed it to the stars and spread it out then closed it tightly.

“There, and you can have your own star.”

“You’re such childlish, dummy! Ahaha...”

“Yeah, isn’t it great when we are children?”

I held it myself for a little bit.

“Sort of...But hey, I haven’t asked your name. What is it?”

“Who I am... Hmm... That question, maybe it’s better if you are the one answering it. For you, who would I be?”

Ouch! A sudden headache... Those memories start blurring in my subconscious mind. It’s bizzard that his face, figure, identification, none of which could I remember. All just like a spectre in my sentience, could be a long while...

I look up in ink-liked sky then a spark, a star lits up all of sudden. The star keeps flashing, moving around like an actual living being.

“Must get a picture out of this thing! A-”

An invisible force from behind. My legs have gone off the railing since when-

“Someone... save me...”

Someone’s hands grabs my waist from behind... Why can I think anything... My consciousness is losing...