It was on the unforgettable day, the 4th October 2013, that I came across an unnamable and blasphemous incident. Enchanted by the Japanese traditional culture, I came to Japan from Oakland. After the several months' wandering quest for unknown Japan, I got to a desolate village in northern area of Gifu.
At the village, I discovered a shrine which looked as if it had been built aeons before. The priest was kind enough to invite me into the shrine, and he asked me to wait in a room alone. A few minutes later, a Japanese girl in a school uniform entered into the room, who seemed to be the priest's daughter. Sitting down right in front of me, she dribbled spit into a cup of sake, and urged me to drink it. What's more confusing, she suddenly took off her clothes naked and whispered "fuck me". At that time, the ceiling falling down with a terrible roar stunned me unconscious...
I woke up to find myself on the bed in the hospital. A doctor told me that a fallen rock from the mountain behind had smashed up the shrine like a meteor and so villagers had rescued me out of the heap of rubble. The calendar taught me that three years had passed before the recovery of my consciousness. I have been asking myself if there is anything in my life that I repent seriously than having encountered this incident. A swinging scarlet ribbon which she was wearing to tie up her hair is even now deeply branded in my memory. 0004Mr.名無しさん垢版2019/08/23(金) 09:58:13.61>>3 僕がその何とも言いようのない神をも恐れぬ出来事に遭遇したのは 忘れもしない2013年10月4日だった 日本の伝統文化に魅せられて、僕はオークランドから日本に来た 数か月日本を探訪したのち、僕は岐阜の人里離れた村落にたどり着いた
Three years ago, when in 8th grade, I did a homestay in Japan from Fargo, and so I enjoyed Japanese summer vacation together with Akira, a son of the family with which I stayed. I could get all the closer to him because he's as old as I. One day, on our way home from swimming beach, Akira suddenly told me an incredible story. According to him, a considerable part of sewage of Tokyo is drained out to the sea unpurified. Having watched a high-tech sewage treatment method in Japan introduced on a TV show to enhance Japanese self-respect the day before, I didn't feel like believing it and thought him to be kidding me.
He continued to say, "Tokyo is one of the densest cities in the world, and so no sewage facility can perfectly treat feces of 10 million Tokyoites, however advanced it may be. Besides, in general, the longer history a city has, the more strongly does it depend upon the outdated and imperfect infrastructures and the more difficult is it to replace them".
"I'd like to see the water polluted by sewage, Akira. Where is it?" I said.
So he answered with a blasphemous smile, "You did drink it — while we were swimming a moment ago".
No sooner had I recollected the sea smelling like feces than I vomited everything in the stomach. Since I came back from Japan, I've been seized by ceaseless nightmares, such as feces drifting in dim deep sea, millions of bacteria invading my stomach, my vessels and my brain, and the image of Brueghel's hideous picture about the plague pandemic in mediaeval time. Alcohol and marijuana helped me to forget that memory temporarily, if not permanently, but now that I have no money to get them, I have to beg a final and ultimate help from a pistol in my hand. 0007Mr.名無しさん垢版2019/08/26(月) 19:52:13.11 何でコテの立てたスレ使ってるの? 0008Mr.名無しさん垢版2019/08/28(水) 06:44:19.05 qq 0009Mr.名無しさん垢版2019/08/28(水) 17:34:13.10 1 0010Mr.名無しさん垢版2019/08/30(金) 04:40:47.95 日本統治時代の朝鮮でいちど、総督府主催の野球大会が開催されたことがあった その大会で朝鮮人の青年たちのチームと、管区軍の体躯にすぐれたえりすぐりの日本兵らの チームがたたかうこととなった