When Shiino, an onery office clerk, learns of the apparent suicide of her friend Mariko, it feels like her heart is ripped in two. The pair had a strong relationship during high school, as Shiina was the only one that knew the terrible truth of Mariko's home life, and of the scars and bruises that marked her friend's body. They may have been both powerless to stop the abuse, but they were empowered by their bond with one another. In her grief, Shiino becomes convinced that the only way to save her friend, at least this once, is to steal Mariko's ashes from her parent's apartment, and run.
first let me share the words of the translator from where I read this story:"this is a story about suicide and as such you should thread carefully. this isn't a story about redemption, or happiness, or understanding. it's nothing as blithe as that to this epidemic that plagues so many people. rather, it's about the raw anger and resentment, of fear and longing, of people who leave and also of those who are left behind. it's about the help we seek from others and the guilt that calls. it's about the help we give others, and the resentment that engenders. it's about the wounds that lie deeper still.none of them are blameless in this story, althought they carry varying amounts of sins"(unfortunatly where I read it didn't credit the translator) by the end of this short story i completely share those feelings, its a raw depiction of what suicide leaves and what it takes, where no word or line try to beautify it or be fluffy about it.
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