The Tansetsu：English Work
There was grove of miscellaneous trees in a point of my eyes. A whitish thing of an ellipse form was hanging down from the third tree from this side of the wood. When I tried to approach, it was a pig.
A bedroom town in Tokyo. The housing development spread out south and the residence of a single-family house spread out north. It faced across the straight line road between them, and there was a park which is a size of about two grounds of amateur baseball.
I was coming to here on business. This was the first time that I visit this town. There was a bench with a table. I gave up the attache case and took down the waist. Marks on a handle were attached to my palm.
I had a smoke and turned my eyes in the direction which the sun sets in. And I stood up.
The pig hanged itself.
Although I was confused, to be sure, it was a pig. Besides, the situation was clearly different from it which is hanging down from the butcher. First of all, this pig was alive. It was a white and beautiful pig.
It seemed to be a male. It still seemed to be young. Our eyes matched. He seemed to laugh.
"Hey, What are you doing in such a place?"
I tried to shake it. Then, he took out his gums and said "Hi my brother, don't you try to do like me?". For some reason, that pig is able to have seemed to speak words.
The soccer ball has rolled over here. A young mother ran in pursuit of it here. A smell of woman drifted. "Isn't she nice?" That pig said and winked.
"More than such a thing, aren't you painful?"
"Yes, I am."
When I thought that the neck of a pig would be where, he taught "It's here". However, his forelimb was too short and I did not understand it well where he pointed out.
A woman who was with a dog came from a narrow path over there. She saw me being suspicious, and went past at a quick pace. The dog barked.
(translated by author himself)〈May 2006 Mailinglist session〉〔原作発表：平成17年(2006)1月通信座会・2月ML座会／初出：「短説」2006年3月号〕