He seemed to be smiling, gently towards the place where I stood, slowly raising his somewhat thin and pale arm, high and slowly as if smiling, just facing the direction of the wind, shaking for a long time......

Until he slowly turned into a small black dot, dotted on a large lump of black shadows, so big, big, square, a big lump of black shadows.

He's gone!

He's laughing!

On that big boat, at the fork where people come and go, where the shoulder to shoulder touches, he just smiled and shook his hands, and walked towards the place where the wind came.

I, leaning against my back, the wind that had been blowing, the wind that was so fierce and violent, the blood of the hula, I didn't know what expression was on my face, or rather, whatever expression I already knew, just that, as a matter of course, looking.

I know! He's always going to go!

For example,

People will always go.

Sooner or later!

Cry or laugh!

No one, for whom will stay.

It's like, we don't stay all the time, there will always be various reasons, numb and numb over time.

It's just that

I, I don't know, when.

It's true!

It shouldn't be!

though

He!

It's always been like that!

Somehow.

Thinking of this, my eyes hurt a little, maybe it was the wind blowing, this wind that has nothing to do all day and is extremely arrogant, he always likes such meaningless provocations.

can

What can I do?

I, still leaning against my back, the wind that has been provocative, the wind that is so fierce and violent, the blood of the hula la, I don't know what expression is on my face, or rather, whatever expression I already know, just like that, as a matter of course, looking.

Quietly watching

He's gone!

Excerpt from Chapter 13 "Parting"

"The Man Who Stands on the Ground" looked at him and left. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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