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[Novel] I Was Here—The Cat Says Nothing, But Sasebo Knows the Town Scenery (Episode 61: "Pride in the Sunshine" / "I Won't Give Up the Warm Spot")


I was here—the cat says nothing, but Sasebo knows the town scenery

Side A: "Pride in the Sunshine"
—Bun-chan's perspective


The sun is shining on the warehouse roof.
Mixed with the warm breeze, the smell of fish gently tickles my nose.

That was my spot.
A special seat for sunbathing.
The best roof for dozing off while listening to the sounds of the harbor.

But today, a black shadow was sitting there first.
Kurosuke the crow. Spreading his wings, looking majestic. It's as if he's telling me, "Don't come any closer."

I look up. For a while, I just look up.
No words are needed. "That's my spot, isn't it?"
Even though I tell him that with my eyes, Kurosuke doesn't budge an inch. He spreads his wings wide and tries to intimidate me.

I curled up under the roof.
It's not that I backed down. I don't intend to give it up either.
I just chose to "be" there. Even in a place where the sun doesn't reach, warm memories still do.

Kurosuke soars into the sky.
A shadow passes quickly and falls on my face. Is he provoking me?
But I closed my eyes. A flick of my tail. —"I'm sunbathing right here."

A quiet time flowed by. The wind and the tide were changing little by little.

"Caw..."
Just one cry from the sky. Kurosuke flew away. —No, he's just sitting on a nearby utility pole, watching me intently.

I slowly climb onto the roof and sit in my old spot.
Warm. As expected, this place is great.

Neither of us gave in. But because neither of us backed down, there must have been something we understood about each other.

In the light of the harbor, I curl up.
Kurosuke on the utility pole also quietly stops the sound of his flapping wings.

I was here.
There are things you can understand even without words.

[End]



Side B: "I Won't Give Up the Warm Spot"
—Kurosuke's perspective


Today, too, the harbor breeze carries the scent of salt.
The warehouse roof—this is my "warm spot." The sun hits it just right, and both my feathers and my heart begin to relax.

It was just when I had finished flapping my wings on the roof and sat down neatly.
I happened to look down and saw him. A white and brown tabby cat with a small nick in one ear—Bun-chan.

He was staring straight up at me. I don't know why, but he was putting silent pressure on me, just watching.
"What do you want? I got here first," I thought, as I spread my wings with composure. Even so, Bun-chan didn't back down.

"How annoying," I thought, and took to the sky once. I cast my shadow under the roof and teased him a little, but
Bun-chan just closed his eyes and didn't move. His tail just swayed softly.

What a stubborn cat.
We don't have words for each other, but our feelings are well understood.
"Move," "I won't"—sparks of pride were flying in that silent exchange.

The sun gently pushes against my back.
I finally took off from the roof.
"Caw..." I let out one cry; I'm retreating for now, but I'm not leaving.

From the top of a nearby utility pole, I watch Bun-chan.
Then, Bun-chan climbed onto the roof, curled up, and lay down.

The wind is gentle. The sun is warm.
Neither of us gave in, but—well, this is fine too.

I was here.
Even without words, that's enough.


[End]



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Afterword

Thank you for picking up this book.
And I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude for walking this far with Bun-chan and the town of Sasebo.

I was born and raised in Sasebo.
However, I left the town for university and started working outside the prefecture.
But after several turning points in my life, I am now living in this town again.
This collection of short stories began with the desire to depict the somewhat nostalgic, yet certainly changed, scenery of Sasebo and the people living there, as seen through my eyes now that I have "returned to live in this town again," using a quiet lens called 'a cat's perspective'.
The protagonist, Bun-chan, is a white and brown calico cat.
He doesn't speak human language, but by simply being there, he gently accepts the small fluctuations in people's hearts and the expressions they show to no one else.
A cat in the corner of town.
While that is all he is, he is a presence that is surely remembered as having "been here."
The title of this short story collection was named as a symbol of Bun-chan's way of being, and Sasebo as a "place where memories remain" for the people who have spent time in this town.
Furthermore, for the creation of this book, I have utilized OpenAI's ChatGPT as a creative partner.
At first, I consulted it about the plot with a light heart, wondering "what kind of stories would be born with a cat and a town as the stage," but before I knew it, it became days of carefully exploring the breath of the story and the lingering resonance of words through dialogue with AI.
"A cat that doesn't speak," "people who don't want to talk," "memories of the town that disappear without being told"—
I feel that being able to shape these themes into something that is sometimes like poetry and sometimes like a story through collaboration with ChatGPT was an essential process for this work.
Sasebo is a town of slopes and harbors.
The scenery that has changed and the air that remains unchanged all continue to nurture the memories of the people and the town.
I would be happy if Bun-chan's story could gently nestle into your heart as one of those memories.
Spring 2025
From the town of Sasebo
Author


Profile | Kazuomi Matsunaga

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Biography: Graduated from Kyushu University, Faculty of Engineering (Materials Engineering) => Engineer at a metal materials manufacturer in Aichi (Production Technology) => Advertising sales for a local free paper in Nagasaki Prefecture => School corporation staff (<- Now here). A person in their 50s living in Nagasaki Prefecture. Both children have left the nest as university students, and I live with my wife.
I am a writer who lets my thoughts play daily at the intersection of "questions" and "curiosity." Recently, I have been writing about my own unique perspectives on themes such as education, stories, psychology, AI, and design, centering on the serial column "Science of Thought" series. I am exploring "free knowledge design" that goes beyond existing frameworks. My motto is "Imagination opens up the world."
In my main job, while being involved in university and education-related work, I value carefully observing the moments when "people come to like something" and "scenes where questions sprout."
🧭 I would be happy if I could deliver articles that help a "new perspective" sprout within you after reading.
Feedback is always welcome!

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