Plastic Sea (JA) — What's Left, Page 36
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Panel 1: はしごの上にある閉じたハッチを、Roka越しに見上げる。足の影が光を横切る。上から声がする：「回収品を調べろ」 Panel 2: Rokaのクロームの右前腕が胸の前に持ち上がり、手の甲の目がハッチのほうを向く。Tohum：「温かいのが二人。大柄だ」 Roka：「誰か来る……！」 Panel 3: Rokaはクロームの手そのもので、クロームの腕を覆うようにジャケットを閉じる。端から指と目だけがのぞいている。Roka：「中に入れ」「音を立てるな」 Tohum：「失礼な」 Panel 4: はしごの上にあるハッチのアップ。取っ手がガタガタ揺れ、回り始める。
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Rokaはハッチの上にいる見張りの声を聞く。クロームの右手にある目が、大柄な人間が二人近づいてくるのを察知する。Rokaはクロームの腕にジャケットをかぶせ、ハッチの取っ手が回り始める。
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.