tabtabt This was a correspondence with the term of validity from me to Chao. If I wasted time in vain, the letters would rapidly dissolve their outlines and finally it would be unreadable postal matter to an addressee missing. When this mail died out as address unknown in course of time, our game should take time-out, I thought.

tabtabt I sat down at a bench and had been lost in thought. (Certainly, this bench was the very bench that we had spent time as time passing by. If this is the fact, I can probably indicate the bench in the park.) Non-measurable time had passed and I cast my eyes up, where a tree standing just before me came into my eyes. It was a thoroughly bared deciduous tree of about 4 meters in height. The tree had 2 trunks ramified from the root. I thought that these 2 trunks could not be separated. Then, I accepted the idea that this was what represented the relation with me and my wife.

tabtabt The existence of my wife was from the first exceedingly large for me. I knew that it stood less chances in my favor. But now, I was going to run after a woman. Yes, I was already running. In "Satin Shoes" by Claudel, the heroin prayed to God as "When I run, these shoes might sprain my ankle.", and the shoes made her stumble as the words, but the heroin casting them away by the roadside, ran to the man just as in bare feet.

tabtabt I left the park, dropped in Miles on Central Avenue for a short time, and returned home. In Miles, I inquired for Chao explaining her appearance, and a tall waiter replied at once, "She has not visited us, today." It seemed that God apparently did not agree the direction to which I intended, but in any way, I also knew for me that I could do nothing but do everything.