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Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051600327232539 Giant stuffed animals as interior decor represent a dead end in the evolution of spatial design. They lack the structural integrity of a chair’s backrest, yet they don’t offer the same level of comfort as a bed. They exist solely to illegally occupy floor space and deprive humans of room to walk. The … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051598917319858 Behind my back, all sorts of people are talking about me. Looking at the photos in the social media posts and the growing numbers, I, Ellis Wiegert, felt a bit puzzled. “This was posted without permission, right?” “Shouldn’t you ask them to take it down?” Judging by the tone of the message I … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051597934651646/episodes/2912051600647018013 The literature club room was filled with the delicious aroma of lunch. Houtarou looked at the bento Seika had made and was secretly impressed. (To make something this elaborate first thing in the morning…) A colorful assortment of side dishes. The rice wasn’t frozen or from a packet; it must have been cooked … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051600327232539 Complete silence is designed to eat away at the human mind. When the musician John Cage entered an anechoic chamber, he reportedly heard two sounds. One was the high-pitched sound of his nervous system at work; the other was the low-pitched sound of his blood flowing. In other words, when external noise is … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051598917319858 “Rintaro, can I talk to you for a second?” As I was clearing the table after dinner, Ellis approached me, looking somewhat restless. “…Sure, what’s up?” I braced myself instinctively. From past experience, whenever Ellis tried to formally ask for advice or a favor, it usually meant something bad, something that would give … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051597934651646/episodes/2912051600579361847 With a creak. The sound of the Literature Club’s old sliding door opening echoed through the room. “Achi-kuuuun! I’ve been waiting for you!” As soon as Houtarou Achi came into view, Seika Hirugami leapt at him as if propelled by a spring. Unlike the classroom, where everyone in the class was watching, this … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051600327232539 The potted plants placed near the top floor of a high-rise apartment building are a symbol of a complete dystopia. Cut off from the soil, confined to a sterile room meticulously controlled by air conditioning, they are forced to exist solely for the sake of being green. They are no longer plants; they … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051598917319858 I’ve heard that the School of International Liberal Arts, where I, Ellis Wiegert, attend, has more flashy people than other schools. It’s true—I feel like there are a lot of people who really care about their appearance and seem confident and poised. As soon as class ends, they gather to chat, and during … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051597934651646/episodes/2912051600501041215 All the morning classes had ended, and the bell signaling lunch break rang out throughout the school. The students rose from their seats all at once, and the classroom was filled with a buzz of excitement and the aroma of colorful bento boxes. Seika Hirugami clutched her smartphone under her desk, staring intently … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051600327232539 The auto-lock system isn’t designed to protect residents’ safety. It’s a massive sorting machine designed to completely isolate from society—and plunge into the depths of despair—anyone who “tries to pop out to the convenience store late at night and accidentally leaves without their keys.” Sinking into the plush sofa of a high-rise apartment, … Read more