Emergency on National Route 1: When Daily Life Runs Wild | It Was Because the Sun Was Blinding

It was a day when the sun was blinding.

I was gripping the steering wheel, driving along National Route 1 near Fujisawa.
A 20-year-old Vitz with dents here and there.
In the passenger seat was some cargo I'd bought at the home center.

And in the back seat was my middle-school-aged son, who had rarely come along.
It was also a precious time for conversation with a son at that age.
There was no traffic jam, but it wasn't exactly empty either; the cars were flowing smoothly.

However, although it had been chilly enough to wear a sweatshirt when I left the house, the temperature inside the car was rising rapidly due to the mercilessly streaming sunlight.

It's hot.

It was no longer a temperature for wearing a sweatshirt.
At a red light that came at just the right time, I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt and took off the sweatshirt...

No, I tried to take it off, but something got caught and I couldn't get it off properly.

It's caught while I was pulling the sweatshirt over my head.
Where is it caught?! I can't see in front of me!

"The light changed!"

My son's voice called out from the back seat.

In a panic, I pulled the sweatshirt with all my might, and my long-sleeved inner T-shirt came off with it.

But the sweatshirt was caught on my wristwatch around both wrists.
It was tangled and wouldn't move from there.

My upper body is completely bare!

My son screams

"Dad, you're naked!!!"

I've ended up naked!!

I'm in the middle of the road.
Cars are lined up behind me too.
I can't just stay stopped.

I hurriedly stepped on the accelerator.

The sweatshirt caught on both wrists was tangled left and right, and my hands wouldn't move.

This is just like handcuffs!

A naked man in handcuffs is gripping the steering wheel.

The warning sound is blaring because the seatbelt is still unbuckled.

Watch out!!

I know! I know, okay!!!

I can't afford to get into an accident in this situation!

The drivers of the cars passing in the opposite lane look at me with startled expressions.

One after another, they keep looking. Don't look!!

You guys! You'll get into an accident if you keep looking away!!

I want to pull over to the shoulder, but there's no place to stop.
Of course, it's just my luck that the lights keep staying green.

The seatbelt warning chime keeps ringing persistently.

Calm down, calm down, I can't afford to crash.
A trip to the store for groceries has turned into a life-or-death situation.

Ah, there!

I can stop there!!!

There's enough room to pull over!!

It's a bus stop, after all!!

People are lining up!!!

But I have no choice. I have to go for it!

This must be how a pilot feels when making an emergency landing.
I slid the car into the bus stop.

The passengers waiting for the bus are looking into the car with surprised eyes.

While waiting for the bus, a beat-up Vitz driven by a man with no shirt on pulled up. There's a boy in the backseat who looks like a hostage.

Dad, this is embarrassing!!

I'm the one who's embarrassed!

Bathing in the stares of the bus passengers, I hurriedly untangled the sweatshirt and inner T-shirt wrapped around my arm. I immediately put the T-shirt back on and fastened my seatbelt.

I glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a bus approaching right behind me. It was closing in fast!

The bus driver, he's wearing clothes!

Having just performed a live costume change in front of the passengers waiting for the bus, I hurriedly stepped on the accelerator.

Even after driving for a while, my son remained silent.
It's okay. I understand how you feel.

That's right. It was all because of the sun.