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father's memorial portrait all naked with my legs spread。 I guess you
would be kind of surprised。〃 〃I s'pose so。〃
〃I explained why I was doing it and said； 〃So take off your clothes too
Momo （her name's Momo）； and sit down next to me and show him；'
but she wouldn't do it。 She went away shocked。 She has this really
conservative streak。〃
〃In other words； she's relatively normal； you mean。〃
〃Tell me； Watanabe； what did you think of my father？〃
〃I'm not good with people I've just met； but it didn't bother me being
alone with him。 I felt pretty fortable。
We talked about all kinds of stuff。〃
…What kind of stuff？〃
…Euripides；〃 I said。
Midori laughed out loud。 〃You're so weird！ Nobody talks about
Euripides with a dying person they've just met！〃
；；Well； nobody sits in front of her father's memorial portrait with her
legs spread； either！〃
Midori chuckled and gave the altar bell a ring。 〃Night…night； Daddy。
We're going to have some fun now； so don't worry and get some sleep。
You're not suffering any more； right？ You're dead； OK？ I'm sure
you're not suffering。 If you are； you'd better plain to the gods。 Tell
'em it's just too cruel。 I hope you meet Mum and the two of you really
do it。 I saw your willy when I helped you pee。 It was pretty
impressive！ So give it everything you've got。 Goodnight。〃
We took turns in the bath and changed into pyjamas。 I borrowed a
nearly new pair of her father's。 They were a little small but better than
nothing。 Midori spread out a mattress for me on the floor of the altar
room。
〃You're not scared sleeping in front of the altar？〃 she asked。
〃Not at all。 I haven't done anything bad；〃 I said with a smile。
〃But you're going to stay with me and hold me until I fall asleep；
right？〃
〃Right；〃 I said。
Practically falling over the edge of Midori's little bed； I held her in my
arms。 Nose against my chest； she placed her hands on my hips。 My
right arm curled around her back while I tried to keep from falling out
by hanging on to the bed frame with my left hand。 It was not exactly a
situation conducive to sexual excitement。 My nose was resting on her
head and her short…cut hair would tickle every now and then。
〃e on； say something to me；〃 Midori said； her face buried in my
chest。
〃What do you want me to say？〃
〃Anything。 Something to make me feel good。〃 〃You're really cute；〃 I
said。
〃 … Midori；〃 she said。 〃Say my name。〃
〃You're really cute； Midori；〃 I corrected myself。 〃What do you mean
really cute？〃
〃So cute the mountains crumble and the oceans dry up。〃 Midori lifted
her face and looked at me。 〃You have this special way with words。〃
〃I can feel my heart softening when you say that；〃 I said； smiling。
〃Say something even nicer。〃
〃I really like you； Midori。 A lot。〃
〃How much is a lot？〃
〃Like a spring bear；〃 I said。
〃A spring bear？〃 Midori looked up again。 〃What's that all about？ A
spring bear。〃
〃You're walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring； and
this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes es
walking along。 And he says to you； 〃Hi； there； little lady。 Want to
tumble with me？' So you and the bear cub spend the whole day in each
other's arms； tumbling down this clover…covered hill。 Nice； huh？〃
〃Yeah。 Really nice。〃
〃That's how much I like you。〃
〃That is the best thing I've ever heard；〃 said Midori； cuddling up
against my chest。 〃If you like me that much； you'll do anything I tell
you to do； right？ You won't get angry； right？〃
〃No； of course not。〃
〃And you'll take care of me always and always。〃
；；Of course I will；〃 I said； stroking her short； soft； boyish hair。 〃Don't
worry； everything is going to be fine。〃
〃But I'm scared；〃 she said。
I held her softly； and soon her shoulders were rising and falling； and I
could hear the regular breathing of sleep。 I slipped out of her bed and
went to the kitchen； where I drank a beer。 I wasn't the least bit sleepy；
so I thought about reading a book； but I couldn't find anything worth
reading nearby。 I considered returning to Midori's room to look for
one； but I didn't want to wake her by rummaging around while she
was sleeping。
I sat there staring into space for a while； sipping my beer； when it
occurred to me that I was in a bookshop。 I went downstairs； switched
on the light and started looking through the paperback shelves。 There
wasn't much that appealed to me； and most of what did I had read
already； but I had to have something to read no matter what。 I picked a
discoloured copy of Hermann Hesse's Beneath the Wheel that must
have been hanging around the shop unsold for a long time； and left the
money for it by the till。 This was my small contribution to reducing
the debts of the Kobayashi Bookshop。
I sat at the kitchen table； drinking my beer and reading Beneath the
Wheel。 I had first read the novel the year I entered school。 And now；
about eight years later； here I was； reading the same book in a girl's
kitchen； wearing the undersized pyjamas of her dead father。 Funny。 If
it hadn't been for these strange circumstances； I would probably never
have reread
Beneath the Wheel。
The book did have its dated moments； but as a novel it wasn't bad。 I
moved through it slowly； enjoying it line by line； in the hushed
bookshop in the middle of the night。 A dusty bottle of brandy stood on
a shelf in the kitchen。 I poured a little into a coffee cup and sipped it。
It warmed me but did nothing to help me feel sleepy。
I went to check on Midori a little before three； but she was fast asleep。
She must have been exhausted。 The lights from the block of shops
beyond the window cast a soft white glow； like moonlight； over the
room。 Midori slept with her back to the light。 She lay so perfectly still；
she might have been frozen stiff。 Bending over； I caught the sound of
her breathing。 She slept just like her father。
The suitcase from her recent travels stood by the bed。 Her white coat
hung on the back of a chair。 Her desktop was neatly arranged； and on
the wall over it hung a Snoopy calendar。 I nudged the curtain aside
and looked down at the deserted shops。 Every shop was closed； their
metal shutters down； the vending machines hunched in front of the
off…licence the only sign of something waiting for the dawn。 The moan
of longdistance lorry tyres sent a deep shudder through the air every
now and then。 I went back to the kitchen； poured myself another shot
of brandy； and went on reading Beneath the Wheel。
By the time I had finished it the sky was growing light。 I made myself
some instant coffee and used some notepaper and a ballpoint pen I
found on the table to write a message to Midori： I drank some of your
brandy。 I bought a copy of Beneath the Wheel。 It's light outside； so I'm
going home。 Goodbye。 Then； after some hesitation； I wrote： You look
really cute when you're sleeping。 I washed my coffee cup； switched
off the kitchen light； went downstairs； quietly lifted the shutter； and
stepped outside。 I worried that a neighbour might find me suspicious；
but there was no one on the street at 5。50…something in the morning。
Only the crows were