There was a long wash stand just before the athletic ground. It, seen from above, looks like a house centipede that has many symmetrical faucets instead of legs. At about six or seven, the members of soccer club often went there to wash their legs. He put the scuffs on the back of the house centipede, turned a faucet upwards to drink water.
Then, when the gymnasium came into view, it struck him that he had left the scuffs on the back of house centipede. He was to go back toward the house centipede when a scuff floated up straight. The heel drew a circle around the tiptoe. The report of a machine gun continued while the scuff was rotating, then ceased. The scuff fell feebly.
The sea shaking shone in broad daylight. The warmth of the sands covered
Hikari's whole body.
"What’s your name?"
The cheerful man of a stand smiled at the girl, handing her an ice cream. The
girl looked up at him with her vague face while a voice came from the side, "He
asks your name. Just respond, 'My name is…'."
Encouraged by her mother, the girl responded to him,
"My name is Kazuko."
"Oh, Kazuo." The man with his larger smile replaced a boy's name with her
name. Looking at T-shirt and shorts she was putting on, he mistook her for a
boy probably. The smiling face of the girl proved that she was satisfied for
some reason. Hikari wished to feel nostalgic for the days of her
girlhood. However, she had no memory.
A hook-shaped wooden pier emerged. It broadened at its corner. The satellite photograph of the murder scene on Google Earth shocked millions of people who felt an urge to inspect it. The man has been felled. Blood has spread beside him. The other seemed to look down at the man and to stand aghast.
Local police expressed its view in great tumult, "It's not a murder. It's a dog." It became clear that the shadow in the satellite photograph who seemed to be looking down at the man was a dog nuzzling up against its owner. A golden retriever which enjoyed swimming for a while jumped at owner on the pier. The dog shook body to remove water. Surprised at too much water splash, owner fell down to the ground. Water caused blackish browning of the floor slabs. It made people mistake it for blood. It was the circumstances.
She was wondering what was the matter. Although the light brown building on a hill came in sight, the way to it was not easily found. She should not be late for appointment that is to be made once a month. She ran up the slope overgrown with short grass.
