Umeibo no Byouin de Kanojo to Hanashita Ikutsu ka no koto

I ate the instant ramen that was at home and walked towards the lake in the afternoon.

I'm not uncomfortable with the landscape because it was originally a town where I didn't see pedestrians. But when you think of no one else in a house built along a road or a river, it looks cold. I've never felt so lonely running in the mountains.

(Tonbi) is swirling in the sky. I wonder what the town would look like from that height.

Long tunnels were narrow sidewalks and always distracted by cars, but now they walk in the middle with dignity.

As I knew, there were no people at the station either. Electric light bulletin boards indicating the time of arrival of the train are also gone. I'm not responding through the automatic ticket. Ao (yes) sat on the bench at home. A dog glances across the yellow line at the tracks.

At this hour of the afternoon, usually one train should come every 30 minutes, both up and down the line, but now it didn't come no matter how long it waited. There's a national highway when you sprinkle it, and there's no car there. I wonder what's going on with the highway that takes over that tunnel. What do I do to get to Yamanashi and Nagano, as Tokaido (whatever) is more usable to connect Tokyo to Kansai?

The pale thought and took the smartphone out of his jeans pocket. I have never seen any information about the "outside" world before. Because it just reminds me of something I don't like.

When I opened the news site, there were still headlines like "More than 1000 dead," "Dizziness in lifting evacuation instructions" and "Impact on the world" in line.

He took a deep breath and recommended reading the article. According to this, militias are expanding to seal off roads in the great (oh) lotus (hazu) fruit (mi) (Toshi) and yamanashi (sasa) tail (oh) of Mount Tian (ma). Designated as evacuation areas are Tsukumi (Tsukumi), Aoi (Aoi) and Twilight (Gimme) Noh (of) Sawa-ku (Zawa-ku), Far Moon (Aoi) - that is, around Tsukumi Lake. Surrounded by mountains, it would be easy to block (shudder) traffic.

The public is fussy. That would be so. But at the same time, I think you know.

The Ether saw the death of his parents. I saw a lot of death. What's the number of dead people if you can handle the shock? What is the world? I haven't seen anything, it's an empty phrase from them in a safe place.

My grandparents, who live in the city of Sakasaka in the same prefecture, had emailed me. I'm wondering if the family is safe. Ether did not reply.

LYNE messages accumulate. The classmates' messages were interrupted that night. Only the message of Youngmiya Miori has continued since then, calling for no survivors. The latest date is yesterday. The Ether sent a message.

- Is the youth palace a good place?

The dog will follow you so you can toy with your feet instead. I can't mark my reads. The pale turned his smartphone into a pocket.

Exit the station and head towards the lake. He stood over the national highway. It's always fresh to stand in the middle of this road with heavy car traffic.

This national highway used to be a street connecting Edo and Suwa. If you go east, the main unit of the accommodation is preserved and becomes a library.

There were times when a town around here was needed by travellers going down the street. Accommodation and meals were provided and luggage and letters were carried. When the railroad was laid and automobiles became popular, the town was abandoned (did).

I heard at the time of elementary school society that the town of Fuji Valley had a flourishing silkworm farming (like that.) But it was pushed away by other regions and foreign products.

People's profits are pushed away when they are easy on big things like politics and economics. Just because you happen to live in a certain land, or flourish, or perish. Some things are lonely (rusty) and some things sink to the bottom of the water. Each person's will, effort, etc. have no power whatsoever.

So were the people who were dying in the gym that night. They died because they lived on this land. There is no other reason.

People die at the whim of something big, even if they live with great care from day to day.

Is there no antidote?

And the sky crept down a long slope, and went out unto the bridge of the moon.

This bridge over Lake Tsukumi has a splendid arch. When I was in elementary school, I came here in photographic time to draw this bridge. Surrounded by the mountains' supple ridges and waves that softly stood on the lake's surface and the turbid blue skies in thin clouds, the bridge's arches had a clear contour and were firm on the spot. That's what I liked.

He went to the middle of the bridge and fell asleep in the driveway. Asphalt seemed warm when the sun hit, but it was actually cold when I touched it. On his back, nevertheless, the steel of a clear arch seriously separated the sky.

I'm lying here, and I'm usually about to get a crack or a crack or something. Now there is no one against the will of the heavens.

Whoever told me, I didn't want to leave. I will not let anyone take this body, this land, this life.

Living here was his resistance.

A dog glanced at his face. Pull it off, hold it in your chest, and the dog will snort and be quiet. He was licked in the face and laughed. There was a laugh under the arch and it sounded like a lot of people were laughing.

The next morning, when I opened my eyes in bed, it was still dark.

The sky rose with urine. Go out into the hallway and press the electricity switch, but not the point (s).

"That?

No matter how many times I pressed it, there was no response. The dog wakes up and glances at me worried.

"Did you cut the bulb?... No"

The pale was on the ground floor and went outside wearing sandals.

All the less numerous street lights had originally disappeared, and the valley towns were engulfed in darkness.

"Are you serious..."

Apparently, they've parked a strip of electricity.

Ethers shuddered at the wind blowing down the road. Because of the darkness, the temperature also feels low.

Enter the house and head to the bathroom. It was dark when I closed the door, so I added more for it while it was open.

Press the lever after it's done, but there's no response.

"You're lying..."

No matter how many times I did it, the water didn't flow. They also park the water supply.

The sky held his head. It seems like the difficulty of living in this town has increased all at once.

Second, I thought about what I learned in middle school. It was in the video about the earthquake, how to flush the water wash toilet when it was cut off -

"Yes, they do. I thought about it."

Ether ran to the bathroom.

There is a bucket in the washroom. Take it and jump to the surface.

It was sloping across the road and out on the banks of the river. Draw about two-thirds of the bucket of water from the river. I put it up in my hand and tried to climb the slope and it wobbled and spilled.

Enter the house and flush water down the toilet. Make a noise with the lobster and the water is sucked into the drain. At the end of the day, all I had to do was rub it on the bottom.

"What is it? You can afford it."

The sky flashed to the dog watching in the hallway.

Go to the kitchen and twist the gas stove knob, but it won't light up. This will wipe out the lifeline.

The Ether opened the fridge. As it is, what's inside rots. You have to eat it now.

I ate yogurt and natto. I feel biased by the protein and swallow a multivitamin supplement. I did dog food to the dog.

Wash spoons and chopsticks in the river. When immersed in a stream, the river tries to take it from his hand. I remember talking about chopsticks coming from upstream of the river and finding out that people lived there. Brush your teeth together. You can feel liberated if you want to do it in a small washroom. The sky was starting to whiten.

A dog ran from his feet as he stepped back to the house to keep the water in the bucket. Up the slope, barking out loud.

"Hey, what's going on?"

The pale, feeling stuck in the tone of his voice, lowered himself and climbed up the slope, his face on the road.

A dog is barking in front of the house. A car came from the other side. The headlights are glowing. There are two cars that are as tough as the main balls of a SUV. The color is olive green. The sky thought of the ambulance that night.

The car stopped in front of his house. When he saw those who came down from it, he wondered if the aliens had attacked him.

The alien covers his face with a gas mask and wears something like a grey rainsuit. It seemed that the silhouette was not human because he was wearing a hood. Eight in all.

They have a small gun in their hands. A light is attached under the barrel of the gun. My chest hurts from the disturbance of the sight.

Passing before the dog barked, they headed for the front door of the Ethereal House. He says it's a deserted house, but he holds a gun tight. Looks like a special forces penetration I saw in the movie.

The sky slowly wandered back to the banks of the river. Kill the footsteps and run upstream. And he went up the slope, and hid in the shadow of the hedge that was beside him. When I glanced in the face, those with guns were about to enter the house. The dog is barking anyway.

Aoi broke into the house of Sawa-jing, two houses, and went upstairs to see his house through the window. Two people stayed outside the house to keep an eye on the surroundings.

That would not be a foreign army, so it should be militia. But I wonder why the militia would push them into their own homes. The militia man who was hitting the ambulance that night in middle school didn't have a gun.

The two cars came straight from the lake to the pale house. What is the aim? I don't know what I'm thinking about bringing a gun or something if it's what I'm after - he didn't know how.

Where we are now is the bedroom, with two beds and a side table between them. The sky looked at the clock on it. Fifteen minutes later, those with guns rode up and pulled up.

The Ether did not move. Keep observing what's going on out the window. A dog was walking around the house. I can hear my nose rumbling anxiously.

At noon, the pale put the chopsticks and spoon on the table, which were gripping, and left the room.

When I went outside the house, the dog noticed and approached me. Keeping it tucked at his feet, the heavens entered his own house.

The hallway was dark because the lights didn't turn on, but the floor was still dirty enough to tell clearly. The intruders seem to have appreciated it with their earthly feet.

The pale took off his shoes at the front door.

I went to the room where I kept it and took my father's climbing zack. Inside is a headlamp, gas stove, sleeping bag and shelter. I went to the kitchen and packed water and food. I hold the dishes for dogs.

I went upstairs and got dressed. I also tried to take my smartphone, but I don't see it. He always sleeps with a smartphone on his pillow. I noticed the blackout this morning, went outside, the bathroom didn't flow, went to get some water, had breakfast - I never touched my smartphone.

He glanced at the floor. A number of large footprints remain on the flooring.

Apparently, those intruders had it. I didn't know why I would do that, and he thought it was creepy.

Pack your bags and move to the Sawai family. The dog didn't try to get in by bumping in front of the door. The Ether held it up.

"You were great. You tried to protect the house from those guys, didn't you?

Speaking up, the dog's face looked heartless or proud.