Plastic Sea (JA) — What's Left, Page 25
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パネル1：タープにくるまり、アヒルと一緒に樽にもたれているロカの上に、長い影が差す。タープがボートフックを手に彼を見下ろし、パンカーが後ろに立っている。タープ：「立て、拾われ者。」 パネル2：パンカーがロカを引き起こし、タープがずり落ちる。タープ：「船長の掟だ。」「海から釣り上げた奴は働く。」 パネル3：タープが、オレンジ色に光る開いたハッチをボートフックで指し示す。タープ：「車輪を回せば食える。」「回すのをやめたら、食えない。」 パネル4：パンカーがロカを下へ続く鋼鉄の階段に押しやる。ロカは手すりにつかまり、アヒルは上着に入っている。タープ：「次の鐘で仕事開始だ。」
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警備兵たちはロカを引き起こし、船長の掟を告げる。海から釣り上げられた者は、食うために車輪を回すのだ。パンカーは彼を階段から車輪のある場所へ押し下ろす。
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.