Editing City Series:Volume7 Layer 5 (section)

===Record 4: A Voice Calls===

'''02/27/1997

'''6:52

Last night, the partner of the woman who gave birth to me – who I guess you would biologically refer to as my father – made a sudden announcement.

“We’re traveling overseas to live there the day after tomorrow. Bye.”

How was I supposed to take that when I still hadn’t gotten back the results for my high school entrance exam?

Is that what they mean when they talk about the instability of life? I had no choice but to express my teenage instability by wandering the streets early in the morning.

Then I realized the sun hadn’t risen even though it really should have by now. That meant it was still night.

What was going on?

I looked for a switch string hanging from the sky, but there wasn’t one. I wondered what to do about this when I arrived at a ridiculously long road running alongside the railroad and through some vast fields. I sat on the guardrail and heard a train crossing the mountains from the direction of Oume.

It was right on time.

''At least they’re doing their job'', I thought before hearing a pair of footsteps.

I looked over to see the East Wind in a white coat and the Morning Wind in a kariginu walking this way.

The Morning Wind had a female form and she twirled around with her geta sounding on the asphalt.

The East Wind walked past me and then looked back.

“Hurry it up, would you?”

The sun immediately rose.

'''Author Comment:

I never put it in the story, but the protagonist’s parents work government jobs.

I don’t know if they get along with their son or not, but they do seem to trust him.