Plastic Sea (JA) — What's Left, Page 6
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コマ1：オールド・ラハナの魚屋。青い木箱、吊るされた銀色の魚、色あせたピンクの傘。ビベルはボトルキャップのネックレスを外し、カバクが後ろに立つなか、カウンター越しに垂らしている。ビベル：「これで魚を2匹？」ラハナ：「そんなガラクタで？ヒレ1枚だ。」 コマ2：屋台の裏で、赤いテープを巻いた曲がったフォークを持つ手が、干し魚を吊るす綱から魚を持ち上げる。 コマ3：ラハナは三叉槍を手にくるりと振り向く。濁った目が燃えるように輝いている。ラハナ：「ロカ！このチビカモメめ！」
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ビベルはボトルキャップのネックレスを垂らしてオールド・ラハナと値切り交渉をしている。その間、赤いテープを巻いた曲がったフォークを持つ手が魚を持ち上げ、ラハナは叫びながら振り向く。
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.