Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left、18ページ
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書き起こし
第1格：烈日当空的午后。四面都是空旷、波光粼粼的海。Roka缩在橙色泳圈里，小小一团，用尽全力大喊。 Roka：「BIBER！KABAK！」 第2格：他一只手划水，另一只手拿着Bamya的黄色小鸭，声音渐渐嘶哑。 Roka：「Bamya……！」 Roka：「有人吗！」 第3格：特写：Roka拍打着水面，脸皱成一团。 Roka：「回答我……」
画像の説明
独自漂在空荡荡的午后海面上，Roka坐在橙色泳圈里，手持黄色小鸭，一边呼喊朋友一边划水；声音渐渐嘶哑时，他拍打着水面。
この話について
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.