"Fuyumi Ono - Juuni Kokki Novel - Sea Of The Wind, Shore Of The Maze" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ono Fuyumi)

child, grandmother doesn't like me.
He hadn't cried because he was confused. His grandmother wanted him to apologize, but if he had given in and done
so, wouldn't he have become the kind of lying child that his grandmother hated so much? He didn't know what the
right thing to do was. He felt very anxious.
The hallway extended horizontally in front of him. Beyond the hallway's glass window was the paper door of the
kitchen. Through the half piece of glass installed in the paper door, he could see his grandmother and his mother
arguing in the kitchen.
The two of them arguing made him feel very sad. Usually, in the end his mother would admit she was wrong, and
then she would have no choice but to quickly clean the bathroom. He knew that his mother would eventually hide in
the bathroom and secretly weep.
--Is mommy crying again?
He thought about this as he stood uncertainly. His feet felt a little numb. He moved all his weight onto one foot and
felt a dull pain in his knee. He could not feel the tips of his feet, but he still forced himself to try to move a little more.
As a result, he immediately felt and retreated from a sharp, cold pain. He could feel the snow melting on his knees,
melting into an icy water that trickled down his calf.
When he sighed heavily the way children do, a puff of wind suddenly brushed the back of his neck. It wasn't a cold,
empty draft but a very warm breeze. He looked around because he thought that someone had felt sorry for him and
opened a door for his sake.
However, after he looked all around him, he found that all the windows were still shut tightly. The window facing the
opposite room was covered in a thin fog because of the warm air inside.
He tilted his head suspiciously and looked around once more. The warm air still didn't stop blowing onto him.
He looked towards the side of the storehouse and immediately blinked his eyes in surprise. A white object extended
from the small crevice between the storehouse and the wall. It looked like a person's arm, a completely bare arm, white
and full, reaching out from the crevice behind the storehouse, but he couldn't see to whom the arm belonged. He
thought, could they be hiding behind the storehouse?
He felt like that was unthinkable. The space in the crevice between the storehouse and the wall was too small.
Yesterday, his brother had cried the whole day because he couldn't get the baseball that had rolled into the narrow
crack. Even with his or his brother's small bodies, they couldn't fit anything in the crevice but their arms. That arm
looked like it belonged to an adult, yet how were they able to fit into that space?
The forearm portion of the arm was swaying as if it were stirring water. He realized that the hand was beckoning to
him, and then he took a step toward it. It was very strange that although his knees were numb from the cold, they
didn't make any dry, rough sounds.
He didn't feel the least bit frightened, because he realized that the warm air was blowing from that direction. He was
really very cold and he also didn't know what he should do, so he obediently walked over towards the arm.
The snow had already completely coated the ground, almost covering all of his little footprints, eventually leaving no
trace of him. The white sky resembled faded ink, the color gradually changing.
The white of the short winter day gradually turned into the color of night.

CHAPTER ONE

1

No one knows how a life is actually created. Especially speaking of the biology of things that are not human, this is
even more of a riddle.
Life and consciousness suddenly arrived upon her body just like this.
When she came to, her body was under a white tree branch, and there was only one name in her mind.
--Taiki.
In the process of getting up, this name slowly occupied the whole of her mind. At the same time, she also got a hold
on the rest of the situation: who she was, why she was born, as well as what her most important mission was.
--Taiki.