Ge-ge-ge no nyobou 7/6
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mbarkera.k.a. you don't really know how we feel
Yuichi carried Shuhei's suitcase, with Sachiko, his wife, beside him. As he walked into the street, he said, "Are you sure you want to stay with us? The kids are very noisy, and you could stay here." Kinuyo said, "Don't be silly. We want to see the kids, and this is Shigeru's workplace. We're staying with you." Shuhei turned to Shigeru and said, "We will come back and visit, though." Shigeru asked, "How long do you think you'll be here?" Shuhei said, "Oh, at least a week or so." Yuichi winced.
Back in the house, Uraki sat against the wall. Shigeru said, "Thank you for helping with my parents." Uraki nodded. "Your mother..." Shigeru said, "She is, isn't she?"
Fumie said, "Uraki? Why don't you stay for dinner? They brought lots of tasty things, if you want to join us?" He looked up with a small smile. "Well, I suppose I could eat." He moved over to the table. Fumie asked, "Why did you come over, today, anyway?" He said, "Well, I wanted to ask you. I'm worried. Haruko has disappeared." Fumie said, "What?" Uraki nodded. "I asked at the pachinko parlor, and they said she quit a half month ago. And I don't know where she's living. Haven't you seen her?"
Shigeru looked thoughtful. "Now that you mention it, I haven't seen her recently." Fumie agreed, "She hasn't been around here, either."
Later, Fumie rode her bicycle into the shopping area. She went up to one of the stores. No one was in the store. She called out. After a moment, a voice called from inside. "Fumie? Come inside, we're all in the back."
She walked through the store and into the living area. The three storekeepers' wives were sitting with Taichi. Matsui, shopkeeper's wife turned cosmetic saleslady, handed Fumie a small chapbook. The cover said, "Sirius." Taichi said, "It's our first book of poetry. It came out today." Yamada, the shopkeeper's wife who got a television, asked Miura, "Do you understand it?" Miura said, "Well, poetry isn't about understanding, it's about heart." Matsui said, "It's about the feeling." She flipped through the chapbook. "See, this is by Taichi. And it starts out There are things that are real that I cannot see. Doesn't that make you feel it?"
Taichi said, "I sent Michiko a copy in the mail already." Fumie said, "I'm sure she'll be glad to see it." Matsui said, "Well, I'll bet you'll be famous soon." Taichi shook his head. Fumie looked at the chapbook. "Could I send a copy to Fukuzawa?" Taichi said, "Do you think he'd read it?" Fumie said, "I'm sure of it." Matsui said, "Well, why wait? Take it over to him right now!" Fumie said, "But I was going shopping..."
Meanwhile, Haruko sat in Fukuzawa's office. He was looking at draft pages of a manga, pacing back and forth. Miyako, his assistant, set a cup of tea in front of Haruko, but she watched Fukuzawa flip through the pages. Finally, Haruko asked, "What do you think?" He scratched his head. "Um... how do I say this?" He looked at the pages. "The drawing is good, and the story is okay..." He looked at her. "But... it's not yours." He sat down across from her. "Three years ago, when we first met. Your drawing wasn't good, but... it was interesting. This..." He tapped the stack of pages. "This is good, but it's not interesting. The one rule for manga is that it has to be interesting." He looked at her. "You need to get back to your story."
Haruko said, "You won't buy this." He shook his head. "It has to be yours." Haruko said, "But my stories don't have any meaning. It needs to be popular, but then you don't like it. I just don't know..."
Fumie knocked on the door and came in with Taichi. "Excuse me for interrupting... Haruko? We'd been worried, you disappeared. You left your job, and no one knew what happened. I guess you found some other work?" Haruko shuffled her papers together, and said, "Well, I guess I'll be going." She walked out.
Fumie followed her into the hall. "Wait. Haruko, did something happen? You can tell me about it..." Haruko didn't turn around. She said, "No, nothing happened. I've just been busy drawing manga." Fumie said, "Well, maybe you could come visit? I could make dinner, and we could talk..." Haruko turned and looked at her. "You don't understand at all. I can't talk to you, you don't know how a manga artist feels. You live with Mizuki sensei, but all you can do is watch, you don't really know how we feel." Then she turned and left.
After a moment, Fumie went back into Fukuzawa's office. She looked at Taichi and Fukuzawa and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce you..." Fukuzawa shook his head. "It's OK. I knew who he was right away, Mizuki's supporter. But what happened with the young woman?" Fumie said, "She's upset. I think I said something..." Fukuzawa said, "No, no. It wasn't you. I got her upset with what I said about her work. But ... let's look at this." He held up a copy of Sirius and looked at Taichi.
"This is good, written from your heart. Do you like to write?" Taichi nodded. Fukuzawa said, "Keep writing. Write a lot."
From her desk, Miyako said, "This is very different." Fukuzawa said, "What?" She raised a handful of manga pages. "It's another beginner. The style is rough, but there's a lot of feeling in it. Haruko's work... It's an imitation of popular work. But there's no heart to it."
Fukuzawa nodded. "Yes, that's exactly it. This, though..." He held up the copy of Sirius. "I want to look at it. I might publish some in Zeta, if that's okay?" Taichi swallowed. "That... that would be great." Fukuzawa smiled. "Give me your address, so I can get in touch?" Taichi started to write, then looked up. "Oh. I hadn't told you yet, Fumie, but I'm moving." Fumie said, "Where?" Taichi said, "Well, the company dormitories. And I'll be moving next week."
Later, Fumie and Taichi sat with Shigeru and Aiko in their kitchen. Shigeru was reading from Sirius. He read a section, then Taichi said, "My grandmother talked about that. It was terrible, but interesting. Like your stories." Shigeru nodded.
Fumie said, "So you're going to move away." Taichi said, "Yes, but no matter where I go, I'll always read your manga." Fumie finished fixing dinner. Taichi jumped up and helped serve the plates. Fumie watched him, thinking of how he had changed from the shy man she had first met. She wondered how he would do, following his own road.
Later, Shigeru was drawing in his workroom. Fumie slid the door open. "I made tea?" There was no response. She set the tea inside the doors and slid them shut again. Then she stared at the doors, wondering how much truth there was in Haruko's words, that while Fumie was close to Shigeru, she didn't really understand how he felt, she could only watch.
<to be continued>
Yuichi carried Shuhei's suitcase, with Sachiko, his wife, beside him. As he walked into the street, he said, "Are you sure you want to stay with us? The kids are very noisy, and you could stay here." Kinuyo said, "Don't be silly. We want to see the kids, and this is Shigeru's workplace. We're staying with you." Shuhei turned to Shigeru and said, "We will come back and visit, though." Shigeru asked, "How long do you think you'll be here?" Shuhei said, "Oh, at least a week or so." Yuichi winced.
Back in the house, Uraki sat against the wall. Shigeru said, "Thank you for helping with my parents." Uraki nodded. "Your mother..." Shigeru said, "She is, isn't she?"
Fumie said, "Uraki? Why don't you stay for dinner? They brought lots of tasty things, if you want to join us?" He looked up with a small smile. "Well, I suppose I could eat." He moved over to the table. Fumie asked, "Why did you come over, today, anyway?" He said, "Well, I wanted to ask you. I'm worried. Haruko has disappeared." Fumie said, "What?" Uraki nodded. "I asked at the pachinko parlor, and they said she quit a half month ago. And I don't know where she's living. Haven't you seen her?"
Shigeru looked thoughtful. "Now that you mention it, I haven't seen her recently." Fumie agreed, "She hasn't been around here, either."
Later, Fumie rode her bicycle into the shopping area. She went up to one of the stores. No one was in the store. She called out. After a moment, a voice called from inside. "Fumie? Come inside, we're all in the back."
She walked through the store and into the living area. The three storekeepers' wives were sitting with Taichi. Matsui, shopkeeper's wife turned cosmetic saleslady, handed Fumie a small chapbook. The cover said, "Sirius." Taichi said, "It's our first book of poetry. It came out today." Yamada, the shopkeeper's wife who got a television, asked Miura, "Do you understand it?" Miura said, "Well, poetry isn't about understanding, it's about heart." Matsui said, "It's about the feeling." She flipped through the chapbook. "See, this is by Taichi. And it starts out There are things that are real that I cannot see. Doesn't that make you feel it?"
Taichi said, "I sent Michiko a copy in the mail already." Fumie said, "I'm sure she'll be glad to see it." Matsui said, "Well, I'll bet you'll be famous soon." Taichi shook his head. Fumie looked at the chapbook. "Could I send a copy to Fukuzawa?" Taichi said, "Do you think he'd read it?" Fumie said, "I'm sure of it." Matsui said, "Well, why wait? Take it over to him right now!" Fumie said, "But I was going shopping..."
Meanwhile, Haruko sat in Fukuzawa's office. He was looking at draft pages of a manga, pacing back and forth. Miyako, his assistant, set a cup of tea in front of Haruko, but she watched Fukuzawa flip through the pages. Finally, Haruko asked, "What do you think?" He scratched his head. "Um... how do I say this?" He looked at the pages. "The drawing is good, and the story is okay..." He looked at her. "But... it's not yours." He sat down across from her. "Three years ago, when we first met. Your drawing wasn't good, but... it was interesting. This..." He tapped the stack of pages. "This is good, but it's not interesting. The one rule for manga is that it has to be interesting." He looked at her. "You need to get back to your story."
Haruko said, "You won't buy this." He shook his head. "It has to be yours." Haruko said, "But my stories don't have any meaning. It needs to be popular, but then you don't like it. I just don't know..."
Fumie knocked on the door and came in with Taichi. "Excuse me for interrupting... Haruko? We'd been worried, you disappeared. You left your job, and no one knew what happened. I guess you found some other work?" Haruko shuffled her papers together, and said, "Well, I guess I'll be going." She walked out.
Fumie followed her into the hall. "Wait. Haruko, did something happen? You can tell me about it..." Haruko didn't turn around. She said, "No, nothing happened. I've just been busy drawing manga." Fumie said, "Well, maybe you could come visit? I could make dinner, and we could talk..." Haruko turned and looked at her. "You don't understand at all. I can't talk to you, you don't know how a manga artist feels. You live with Mizuki sensei, but all you can do is watch, you don't really know how we feel." Then she turned and left.
After a moment, Fumie went back into Fukuzawa's office. She looked at Taichi and Fukuzawa and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce you..." Fukuzawa shook his head. "It's OK. I knew who he was right away, Mizuki's supporter. But what happened with the young woman?" Fumie said, "She's upset. I think I said something..." Fukuzawa said, "No, no. It wasn't you. I got her upset with what I said about her work. But ... let's look at this." He held up a copy of Sirius and looked at Taichi.
"This is good, written from your heart. Do you like to write?" Taichi nodded. Fukuzawa said, "Keep writing. Write a lot."
From her desk, Miyako said, "This is very different." Fukuzawa said, "What?" She raised a handful of manga pages. "It's another beginner. The style is rough, but there's a lot of feeling in it. Haruko's work... It's an imitation of popular work. But there's no heart to it."
Fukuzawa nodded. "Yes, that's exactly it. This, though..." He held up the copy of Sirius. "I want to look at it. I might publish some in Zeta, if that's okay?" Taichi swallowed. "That... that would be great." Fukuzawa smiled. "Give me your address, so I can get in touch?" Taichi started to write, then looked up. "Oh. I hadn't told you yet, Fumie, but I'm moving." Fumie said, "Where?" Taichi said, "Well, the company dormitories. And I'll be moving next week."
Later, Fumie and Taichi sat with Shigeru and Aiko in their kitchen. Shigeru was reading from Sirius. He read a section, then Taichi said, "My grandmother talked about that. It was terrible, but interesting. Like your stories." Shigeru nodded.
Fumie said, "So you're going to move away." Taichi said, "Yes, but no matter where I go, I'll always read your manga." Fumie finished fixing dinner. Taichi jumped up and helped serve the plates. Fumie watched him, thinking of how he had changed from the shy man she had first met. She wondered how he would do, following his own road.
Later, Shigeru was drawing in his workroom. Fumie slid the door open. "I made tea?" There was no response. She set the tea inside the doors and slid them shut again. Then she stared at the doors, wondering how much truth there was in Haruko's words, that while Fumie was close to Shigeru, she didn't really understand how he felt, she could only watch.
<to be continued>
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