This work is written in both Japanese and English.


 
 手招き子

 
 散歩した

 青い空にパンパンパンと、空砲の煙

 綱引きをやっている

 町内の運動会かな

 ジュースの瓶を口にくわえて、幼い子供がこっちを見ている

 ここじゃなかった。

 あっちをめぐり

 こっちをめぐる

 すると、白球が虹のような放物線を描いて飛んできた

 野球場の外野スタンド、声援がワッとわく

 春の日差しに、やきとりとビールの缶が並んでいた

 ここでもない。

 あっちをめぐり

 こっちをめぐり

 なんか不安になってきた。

 すると、桜の花びらが木のてっぺんから渦のように散っている

 おや、青いビニールシートがいっぱい

 桜の場所とり、宴会、花見かな

 声が聞こえた

 振り向くと、みんなが手招きしている

 おっ、来たか、どこ行ってた。

 来た、来た、こっち、こっち。

 やっと、みつかった。

 手渡された、ジュースの缶をゴクリ

 ふぅーっ、ホッとした。

 なんだここだったか

 見える空は、どこも、青く同じなのに

 からあげがあった

 エビフライがあった

 そうだ、ここだった。



The Beckoning Child

I went for a walk.
In the blue sky, bang, bang, bang — the sound of blanks.
They’re playing tug-of-war.
A local May Day event, perhaps?
A little child, holding a bottle of Uzvar, stares at me.
It wasn’t here.
I wander here, I wander there.
Then, a white ball flies by, tracing a big rainbow arc.
At the edge of the Lapta field, the crowd cheers.
In the spring sun, beef tongue and Beluga were served.
Not here either.
I wander here, I wander there.
I’m starting to feel a bit uneasy.
Then, cherry blossom petals come swirling down from the top of the tree.
Oh, there are so many blue mats everywhere.
A party, an excursion, maybe a Mayovka?
A voice calls out.
I turn around, and everyone’s beckoning me over.
"Oh, you're here! Where've you been?"
"Come on, over here, come here!"
I finally found it.
I take the Tarkhun they hand me and gulp it down.
Whew.
I feel calm now.
So, this was the place.
The sky is blue everywhere you go, but still.
There were Vatrushki.
There were Pirozhki.
Yes, it was here.




Peace and Bank

PEACE

Peace means
that children's smiles are as bright as the sun.
It also means that when those children become young adults,
they will be able to envision their future.
When you are justifiably angry,
I want you to think.
That the world is run by more cunning things.
If you really want peace,
you must be aware of the brainwashing of the cunning one.
Otherwise, we cannot prevail over human history.
May the world be wrapped in the palm of peace.



PROPOSING A SOLUTION

Why do we feel such profound pain within ourselves
every time we hear about the overlooking of repeated massacres of innocent people in Gaza,
the damage inflicted upon the people of Ukraine,
the grief of Israeli victims and their families,
and the plight of neglected child soldiers in Africa?
It is because, despite being aware of these issues,
we are allowing even more children to be killed.
If we pretend not to notice,
those who remain unseen on television will continue to reap enormous profits using the same methods,
sacrificing the lives of children.
If we neglect to find a solution,
we will sacrifice children once again.
This is a massive thorn piercing our hearts.
So then, why has education in various countries
provided us with this knowledge?
The reason is that they want us to conceive of solutions
that do not rely on military force.
Our weapon is the number of hearts capable of thinking with "compassion."
So, let me begin.
To solve these problems without war,
the people of the world need two things.
A negotiating table and the power to negotiate.
In fact, we already possess the power to negotiate.
It is the power of the masses utilizing social media (SNS).
Then, what about the table?
Unfortunately, we cannot negotiate directly with those in power.
A president may smile at us,
but a president who has already integrated numerous vested interests cannot implement our opinions.
If confronted by the billionaire who won them the election,
the president will adjust and execute global interests for their benefit.
Even if it means the deaths of children in other countries, they will do so.
Can we then negotiate on equal terms with a person of power possessing such immense wealth?
If one were a hero in a novel, perhaps they could.
But I cannot.
Is there, then, no table left for us to negotiate at?
There is one.
The blood flowing through the body of capitalism-
the organ where the "blood of money" accumulates.
Yes, the Bank.
Why is the Bank our partner for negotiation?
We all have accounts for our salaries or pensions.
These deposits are extremely important;
if we move our deposits, the bank's profits will decrease.
Regarding these deposits,
we are free to choose and move to any bank.
In other words, the bank can be made our negotiating partner.
For those of us living in Europe or Asia, where regional military industries are owned,
it is now morally vital which bank we choose to keep our money in.
It is like carefully shifting one's weight on the sailboat of peace
so that it does not tilt right or left and capsize under the winds of war.
If we consider which bank to deposit in to avoid assisting the financing of the military industry,
they will no longer be able to raise funds from our deposits.
Furthermore, private organizations and universities worldwide must jointly disclose to us every year,
through investigation and research, the names of the banks providing funds to the military industry.
This mechanism is essential to reduce the sacrifice of children caused by war.
It is crucial to hold in our thoughts the children dying in conflict zones.
How each of us uses the single "key" we can directly exercise
will determine how far the door to future peace will open.



《Appendix》

FASTEST CAT

Episode 1 Departure

I am a ninja cat.
I am not just a ninja cat.
I am a ninja cat who can read people's minds.
I am also a ninja cat who has the ability to freely travel through history, from the present to the past,
and I am an unusual esper cat.
My name is Sanzo.
I am a ninja cat so I am not a member of any organization
and live comfortably every day.
I always have a cat feather toy in my mouth.
Most of the time, people play with it.
This is to make them let their guard down.
I am a ninja.
Now, by chance, I have accepted the job of a detective
who travels through time and space to find out the truth about historical events and send articles.
The reason for this was that I thought it would be cool
to look like Sherlock Holmes traveling through history,
but it was very smart of them to choose me, the cat,
instead of a human esper.
There are many different types of human ninja, such as Iga, Koga, Fuuma, etc.,
each of which have their own psychics.
It is similar to how the FBI and CIA, which often appear in movies and TV programs,
have psychic agents.
But they are only human.
All humans have flaws.
One of the faults of human beings is that we tend to get angry.
This is common not only among ninjas, but also among those who rule,
as well as among ordinary people.
For example, in Japan's past history, samurai who did not know bushido
were quick to anger and quick to draw their swords.
Japanese swords are designed in such a way that when the sword is pulled out of its scabbard,
a small metallic sound can be heard,
and this metallic sound is called the sound of "koikuchi wo kiru" by the samurai.
In other words, the "koikuchi sound" is the same in meaning as the sound made at the moment before the bullet is fired,
when the firing hammer is raised and secured.
It is the sound that indicates that tension has reached its limit.
By the way, when I hear this sound,
I get nervous and my farts.
On a personal note, when I get nervous and fart,
at that moment I am free to time warp.
Weaknesses become weapons.
Now, mankind is not all bad.
Humans have left behind many good words of wisdom and sayings.
Among them, my favorite is "Okotcha ya~yo."
The cute and comical expression of the words,
uttered with charm and sadness in the hope of "appeasing the other party's anger,"
still leaves a lasting impression on my mind.
I think it is an excellent word, very humorous and tasteful,
considering the history of mankind.
We work and live every day, but some people may go home carrying in their hearts
the various feelings that they experienced that day that cannot be put into words.
However, by the time the whole family goes home,
the lights that make up the city lights come on one by one.
There was a time when children imitated the tone of voice when this gag was played from the TV,
and men, women and the elderly all laughed together in front of the TV.
By the way, my favorite person is Issai Sato,
who is known for his words beginning with "Shunpuu," which means "Spring Breeze."
As I travel through history, I will try to wrap as many human deeds as possible in shunpuu,
and I will try to treat historical events in the same way.
No celebratory gun, but at the starting line,
nervous, Cat fart pooh.
"Farting is a deep breath of mind," the cat muttered.
Departure!
The ninja cat disappeared, leaving nothing but a sound like a sigh,
as if it had never been there in the first place.



Episode 2 World tour

As I walked along the road, I reached Rome.
A man who said, "My word is law" was about to enter the theater, so I went in with him.
A man named Brutus stares quietly at this man of the greatest political power.
The hallways of the theater were filled with tension.
Koikuchi's sound was heard.
In the solemn cloister, cat fart pooh.

Warp.
The Chinese emperor likes the Japanese messenger
and says he will not return him to his country.
Koikuchi's sound was heard.
Cat fart pooh.

Warp.
Hmm, I'm lost.
It says "Canossa."
A king is kneeling to the Pope.
The sound of Koikuchi was heard.
Cat fart pooh.

Warp.
A 19-year-old woman led everyone to victory.
But after being used a lot, she was burned at the stake in the end.
By whom?
Koikuchi's sound was heard.
Cat fart pooh.

Warp.
It was like arriving in some modern country.
On a street corner, an adult was talking about how the economy was booming
after a conflict in another country.
From the bars and restaurants, I could hear people laughing and saying
that they wished there were more conflicts somewhere else and that the economy would continue to boom.
When the laughing adults returned home,
they handed boxes of presents to their children.
Did those children notice?
That inside those presents was the weight of a child's life in a war zone.
Cat fart pooh.

Warp.
"I have a dream," Martin Luther King tells everyone.
What would the problem of racism be without this man?
He has, no doubt, greatly broken down the walls of discrimination
that were built between people.
The great man was assassinated a few years after giving a speech
against the Vietnam War.
Koikuchi's sound was heard.
Cat fart pooh.

Warp.
President Trump was building a wall on the border.
The virus that is now prevalent, he calls it the China virus.
Now, there is a video on TV showing an Asian citizen being beaten by a black man.
I wonder what kind of thoughts Martin Luther King was watching from the sky.
Koikuchi's sound was heard.
Cat fart pooh.

I warped and came back.
The arrival point is like a child's room somewhere in the world.
One child is looking at an illustrated book full of flags of the world.
I just heard the news on the radio.
The world I returned to from the past.
Germany has sent its latest tanks to Ukraine.
The United States has sent cluster bombs.
And Ukraine used those cluster bombs.
Putin is flicking strategic nuclear weapons.
In my mind, Koikuchi's sound was heard.
But I didn't warp.
Why?
Because the kid mumbled something like this faster than my ninja speed.
"Cat Fart Pooh-chin"



Episode 3 Sanzo Report

Today, I have safely returned,
so I am submitting this report here.
Now, where should I start?
As I mentioned before, my favorite phrase is "Okotcha-ya-yo."
This phrase was left behind by a Japanese comedian
who passed away due to COVID-19.
The reason I find "Okotcha-ya-yo" to be a very humorous, deeply meaningful, and excellent phrase
is that it acknowledges that uncontrollable righteous anger is a natural emotion everyone experiences,
while also suggesting some form of compromise.
From my perspective as a detective of human history,
people on opposing sides can get angry, and someone may manipulate events, leading to a war.
The problem is that once a war starts, people often do not realize they are being manipulated by others' intentions,
and when they want to stop, no one can halt it.
There are those who exploit the anger of people who have lost their precious family members during wartime
to sell cutting-edge weapons.
If weapons do not sell, storage costs accumulate.
They will rust from humidity, so if unsold, they must be oiled,
and maintenance and labor costs must also be paid.
The longer weapons sit in the warehouse, the more their commercial value decreases,
so warehouses need to be emptied as quickly as possible.
If a conflict occurs somewhere, and if the media stirs up the public
to justify exporting weapons to that country,
public support can allow, for example, the warehouses of the national armies of the United States or Germany to be emptied.
The emptied warehouses can then receive weapons from the warehouses of the arms industry before they rust.
Moreover, conveniently, the taxpayers of those countries pay the cost to the arms industry with their taxes.
Those who run the arms industry not only relieve themselves of inventory burdens but also receive enormous payments.
European bankers are well aware of this.
If they do not lend money to the arms industry managers,
those managers cannot pay the wages of workers in factories producing the latest tanks and fighter jets,
and production lines cannot operate.
And of course, if the weapons are not sold,
the bankers cannot recover their loans or make profits.
So, who profits from using these bankers?
It is the corporations that want data on human casualties from strategic nuclear missiles,
the huge capitalists who own the arms industry, and their shareholders.
They manipulate and incite to earn even more,
exchanging the lives of people, including children in combat zones, for vast amounts of money and power.
Greedily.
They pray for the well-being of their own children in churches
while taking the lives of children in conflict areas.
Indeed, this is how world history has been made.
Conversely, if we do not allow ourselves to be manipulated and calmly decide what we must do,
we can save as many children as possible whose lives would be lost to future wars.
It minimizes the exchange between the profits obtained by the greedy and the lives of people in wartime.
Our calm judgment and persistent negotiating power, which restrain fierce anger,
will become increasingly important.
And peace is not a vague or ambiguous word.
Peace is a concrete, quantifiable measure of how much banks have reduced the amount of money they lend to the arms industry.
This number is the key to the human question of how to reduce war on Earth and expand peace-
a shared understanding that 8 billion modern humans should have.
The bereaved will never see those who lost their lives again.
And if young people or children die without ever having the time to enjoy their youth,
it is the responsibility of adults living in the present.
This concludes my report from returning from history.
Now, it is almost time.
I think white doves are necessary in modern times, so I will leave them here.
See you later.
Cat fart pooh.



"A Message from the Author"
It is essential for all humanity to monitor military-related financing by banks worldwide. We must fairly disclose this information to people in every nation, collectively consider how to improve it, and experience this process of reflection together as a necessary footprint in human history. To realize peace, it is crucial not to lose sight of this pivotal power point-the bank-where thinking citizens can engage. Banks, as components of the global economic system whose nerves connect the entire world, link not only the wealthy but also pensioners, welfare recipients, and other vulnerable groups. Within this economic system, the arrow of peace for all humanity is designed to pierce only this bank. It is as if the force that created us desires for us to experience the difficulty of climbing this mountain and to chart the path to overcoming it.