Dead Hours — Track Seven、10ページ
作: Inkroost · 公開
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書き起こし
Panel 1: Kaito stands with the mop, glancing away, embarrassed, and starts to hum very quietly under the fluorescent light. KAITO: Hmm hm hm-hmmm... Panel 2: Rin's hand lowers her phone. Her half-lidded eyes flick up, genuinely interested for the first time all night. RIN: Wait. Panel 3: She raises the phone again quietly, framing him carefully, the tiniest smirk. Panel 4: Kaito, eyes closed, mops slowly in rhythm, humming, unaware he is being filmed. KAITO: Hmm hm hm-hmmm, hm hmmm. Panel 5: In the background by the sliding doors, the same tall shaved-head man in the grey zip-up tracksuit with his clear bag of empty cans has stopped to listen. TRACKSUIT MAN: That's the one. Panel 6: Rin holds the phone perfectly steady, expression flat, Kaito answering from off-panel. RIN: Do it again. KAITO: Why. RIN: For the archive.
画像の説明
Six panels. Kaito hums the missing song to preserve it. Rin quietly starts recording; the tracksuit man stops by the door to listen.
この話について
The store's 47-minute music loop has run unchanged for six years, and Kaito can name every track by its first note. Tonight, at 3:14 A.M., track seven — sixty-eight seconds of whistling, a xylophone, and a woman saying 'have a nice day' — simply does not play. The loop goes six, then eight. Kaito spends the entire shift trying to prove a song he has heard eleven thousand times ever existed: he waits out four full cycles, interrogates the tracksuit regular, hears track seven playing as head office's hold music, and is told it was pulled from every store back in April. Rin films all of it. At dawn track seven returns — except it isn't whistling, it's Kaito's own humming, looped, because Rin has secretly been the store's music since the real player died in April, and tonight she cut the whistle out because it was ruining her audio. He gets nothing. She gets four hundred thousand listeners.