Plastic Sea (JA) — What's Left, Page 24
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コマ1：継ぎはぎの帆の下のメインデッキで、Rokaは青いタープにくるまり、青い樽にもたれて座っている。Naneは水筒を手に、彼のそばにひざまずいている。 Nane：「少しずつ飲んで」「名前はある？」 コマ2：Rokaはうつろな目で水を飲む。 Roka：「Roka」 Naneは少し間を置く。 Nane：「Roka？ 庭にありそうな名前だね」 コマ3：真鍮の鐘が鳴り、Naneは立ち去ろうと振り向く。 Roka：「何のこと？」 Nane：「気にしないで。歩き回らないで」 コマ4：樽にもたれてひとり、Rokaは手の中の黄色いアヒルを、無感動に見下ろしている。
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船の甲板で、NaneはRokaに水を渡し、鐘が鳴ると立ち去る。ひとりになったRokaは、黄色いアヒルをぼんやり見つめる。
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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.