Plastic Sea (JA) — What's Left, Page 10
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Panel 1: ロカとバミャは黄色い木箱の下に並んで座り、海を向いている。バミャは魚の大きいほうの半分を持っている。バミャ:「おばあちゃんから盗むのはなぜ？」「どうせ食べさせてくれるのに。」 Panel 2: ロカは海を見ながら魚をかみ、笑みが消えている。ロカ:「だからさ。」「あの人からもらったら、借りができる。」 Panel 3: バミャは首をかしげる。バミャ:「それで？」横顔のロカ:「だから誰にも借りを作らない。」
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ロカは海辺でバミャと魚を分け合い、誰にも借りを作らないよう盗みを働くのだと説明する。
About this chapter
In the dark at the bottom of the sea, something is counting. On Candyreef, a candy-coloured island of floating trash, Roka wakes to a water bag in the face from his street crew, lifts breakfast from the old woman who would have fed him anyway, and tells the kid who follows him that he doesn't owe anybody. Then the gulls lift all at once, and a Maw eats half the island. A day and a night alone at sea later, the Garden Ship fishes him out and orders him to walk its treadwheels for fish heads. Roka is nobody's slave, so he goes looking for something to steal instead, and breaks into a barnacled case dredged from the seabed. The silver dust inside climbs into his arm and says hello. It is polite. It is curious. It wants every human dead. And it has just started counting again.