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[Novel] I Was Here—The Cat Says Nothing, But Sasebo Knows the Town Scenery (Episode 68: "When the Shadows in the Basketball Park Grow Long" / "Between the Sunset and the Goal")

I Was Here—The Cat Says Nothing, But Sasebo Knows the Town Scenery

Side B: "When the Shadows in the Basketball Park Grow Long"
—Minato Shintani's Perspective


The setting sun shines through the goal net, casting long, thin shadows onto the sandy ground.
The park in the evening is just as it was back then.
But I felt like I was the only one drifting just a little bit further away.

I place my backpack on the bench and look up at the basketball hoop.
The net is a little frayed and the color of the pole has faded, but
this is the place where Kotaro and I have taken hundreds of shots since we were in elementary school.

That moment in the semifinals of the prefectural tournament in July still lingers in my chest.
In the final stages, we were trailing by three points.
When I stepped onto the court at the coach's word, I couldn't stop my hands from shaking.
Even so, Kotaro passed the ball to me, and
I stood at the three-point line—

But the ball that bounced off the rim was picked up by that senior.

And when tears spilled from the senior's eyes at the final buzzer,
we all swore in unison, "We'll win next year for sure."

…A month has passed since then, and just as the second semester is about to start next week,
my dad told me,
"I'm being transferred to Tokyo in October. The whole family is going."

I thought it was a joke, but it was already decided.
My mom and sister are looking forward to it.

—But, me?

I put my hand in my right pocket and clench my fist tightly.
I have to tell him. But the moment I do, I feel like this "now" will change.

Suddenly, a small white and brown shadow enters the corner of my vision.

At the park entrance. A cat walking quietly over the gravel.
A small notch in one ear. Its thin tail sways softly.

It stops in front of me and looks up with a blank expression.
It says nothing, doesn't meow. It just "is there."

“...What is it, you? Is this your first time here?”

The cat sits down neatly and stares at me.
What was reflected in its eyes wasn't my "face," but it felt like the "sound of my heart."

“If I didn't have to say it, I wouldn't have to.
But if I don't, I feel like it will really be over.”

I whispered in a voice no one could hear.

After the cat stayed still for a while,
it looked away, left the park entrance,
and started walking on the asphalt.
As if to say "it's okay," swaying its tail lightly.

As I watched his back walk away, the sound of sneakers echoed from the distant slope.

—Kotaro had arrived.

I stood up from the bench.
In the sunset, that promise came to mind.
"Next year, for sure, the two of us."

...Next year, I won't be here anymore.

But, right now, I felt like I could talk to him properly.

Because I was here.
Because that cat quietly pushed me forward.

[End]


Side A: "Between the Sunset and the Goal"
—Bun-chan's perspective


The scent of asphalt was rising little by little in the heat of the setting sun.
I followed that scent into the small park.

Mixed in with the wind, I felt like I could hear the sound of a ball from long ago.
It was the lingering scent of a sound that someone had repeated over and over again.

In this park I had come to for the first time, there was one basketball hoop.
The post was slightly tilted, and the net was frayed.
But the eyes of the boy looking up at it were straight and true.

He stood there, having left his backpack on the bench.
It was a face that looked more like he was trying to "make a decision" than "waiting."
But from deep within his heart, I could hear the sound of hesitation, like waves crashing in the distance.

I slipped through the grass and quietly appeared in front of him.

He noticed me, his eyes widening just a little, then he muttered,
"...What do you want? This is your first time here, right?"
That voice was a whisper from his heart, not meant for anyone else to hear.

I sat there in silence.
I stared at him intently. A breeze blew softly.

"If I could get by without saying it, I wouldn't have to.
But if I don't, I feel like it will really be over."

His wavering heart bled into his voice.
Even so, there was a sense that he was trying to look forward properly.

I flicked my tail lightly and slowly stood up.
He's going to be okay. Thinking that, I started to walk away.

I don't even need to look back to know.
That something which can be understood without words remained deep in his heart.

That is fine.

—I was here.
Just with that, it seems that child was able to move forward a little bit.

A boy passing by on the slope spots him and runs over with a smile.


[End]



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Afterword

Thank you for picking up this book.
And I offer 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 short story collection began with my desire to depict the somewhat nostalgic, yet certainly changed scenery of Sasebo and the figures of the people living there, as seen through my eyes now that I am "living in this town again," through the quiet lens of a "cat's perspective."a quiet lens called "a cat's perspective"through which I wanted to draw them.
The protagonist, Bun-chan, is a white and brown calico cat.
He doesn't speak human language, but by just being there, he gently accepts the small fluctuations deep 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 word that symbolizes such a way of being for Bun-chan, and Sasebo as a "place where the thoughts of people who have spent time in this town remain."
Furthermore, for the creation of this book, I have utilized OpenAI's ChatGPTas a creative partner.
At first, I started consulting on the plot with a light heart, wondering "what kind of stories might 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 such themes into something like poetry at times, and into stories at others, through this collaborative work with ChatGPT, was a truly indispensable process for this piece.
Sasebo is a town of slopes and a port.
Both the scenery that has changed and the atmosphere that remains unchanged continue to nurture the memories of 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 Science) => Engineer at a metal materials manufacturer in Aichi (Production Engineering) => 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 "The Science of Thought (Shiko no Kagaku)." 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 leave you with a "new perspective" after reading them.
Any feedback is also very welcome!


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