As he spoke, the look in Asos eyes became distant, whereupon they plunged into another brief spell of reminiscing. That summer they spent together in Karuizawa There was, of course, that time when theyd gotten lost in the mountains while walking along the unused tracks of the Kusatsu-Karuizawa line (it had linked the two towns until 1960), that time theyd resigned themselves to never returning to civilization alive. It was an experience theyd already rehashed numerous times since. Theyd wandered off the track in the growing dusk, and thered been nothing to do but spend the night outdoors. Kensuke, overcome with anxiety, could only moan and groan; Aso tried to give him courage by assuring him that if they just waited for morning and looked for the tracks, theyd be all right. It had been a night spent in fearful trembling. But looking back on the experience now, it had also been a night packed with excitement and rich in unspoken significance. Their friendship had deepened due to precisely that shared experience.
Asos tone was different that evening. It was the first time Kensuke ever saw him wallowing so stubbornly, so sentimentally, in childhood memories. Possibly noticing the growing confusion on Kensukes face, Aso suddenly snapped back to his usual self, brought an end to the reminiscing, and signalled his departure with an uplifted hand.
I must be off.
It was only down in the car park, about to see him off, that Kensuke got round to asking, Hows Yukari getting on? He was asking this not so much to ascertain her well-being as to find out whether Aso was still seeing her.
How should I know? I dumped the bitch.
The answer only confirmed what Kensuke had expected. That kind of relationship could never have lasted long. Not only was Yukari obviously not Asos type; not even she could tolerate such brutality for long.
Im sorry to hear it.
The impression of Yukari remained vivid in Kensukes mind. For some reason, she fascinated him.
Want to know where I dumped her? called Aso as he unlocked the door of his BMW and climbed into the drivers seat.
You mean theres a place you dumped her? replied Kensuke in surprise.
After all, dumped simply meant broke up with. No one used the word to mean tossing a woman in some sort of trash bin. Of course not.
I found the perfect place. Want to know where?
Asos look became provocative. It was a pretty sick joke, but Kensuke decided to play along for a little while longer.
Where was it you dumped her?
Battery No. 6.
Battery No. 6 the uninhabited island out in Tokyo Bay. In the wake of the arrival, in Tokyo Bay, of Commodore Perrys Black Ships, Japans feudal regime had created the islands to house gun batteries for protection against foreign attack. The only ones now remaining were Batteries No. 3 and 6. A breakwater now connected Battery No. 3 with Odaiba (Battery) Seaside Park, and only Battery No. 6 was still an island in the true sense of the word.
Kensuke laughed. Battery No. 6 was not far from a large refuse disposal site, and what was more, the island, which had been constructed to house a gun battery, had never once been used as such. It thus seemed the perfect place for dumping a girlfriend whod outlived her usefulness. Kensuke couldnt help admiring Asos sophisticated sense of humour. His jokes were good, very good.
Its hot out there. Climb in, Aso said, apparently not having yet had his fill of conversation. Kensuke got in and closed the door, and Aso turned on the air-conditioning and began his story. It was a detailed account of why hed dumped Yukari, on Battery No. 6
Yukari was pregnant with his child. But the cult she belonged to forbade abortion. She had pressed Aso to marry her a common enough scenario. Cult or no, this was the kind of story that Kensuke often heard from Aso.
Is that why you dumped her? intervened Kensuke, nudging Aso to get to the end sooner than later. If Aso was left to recount the story at his own pace, the whole joke would begin to sound too real.
The stupid bitch showed me this picture.
Aso opened the glove compartment and took out a piece of paper folded into four. It bore a colour illustration. Kensuke stared at the juvenile thing. It showed green trees growing luxuriantly under a sun painted in gold. Under the trees sprawled grown men and women surrounded by children at play. Dogs, cats, and even lions strutted contentedly among the trees. A closer look at the picture revealed that this earthly paradise was surrounded by the sea. Perhaps it was in the tropics; the trees were laden with coconuts. Kensuke guessed the author at once.
Yukari drew this?
Yeah, this is apparently what you get when the stuff she believes in is put on paper. Peace, tranquillity, no disease or old age, just life eternal. What do you make of it?
Yukari was not much of a talker, and Kensuke could see how it must have been much easier for her to express her cherished ideal of paradise on earth as a picture rather than in words.
Kensuke just stared at the picture without answering Asos question. After all, it wasnt the kind of question you could answer on the spot.
Why dont we build our own paradise? His hands clasped to his chest, Aso trilled grotesquely, mimicking Yukari. Then, dramatically jerking his face closer to Kensuke: Nothing pissed me off worse in all my twenty-three years. That idiot just doesnt have a clue about how utterly miserable her notion of living on and on for all eternity is.
Kensuke sided with Yukari. Youre being too harsh. Were all different in how we look at things.
Dont call me harsh! She tried to force her idealistic crap on me.
So you went and dumped her on Battery No. 6, right?
Right. Banished her to a desert island, I did. I think I made the punishment fit the crime. If she wants to build a paradise, then she can damn well build it herself.
But that island is off limits, isnt it?
Took a rubber dinghy over there in the middle of the night.
Yukari didnt know that Battery No. 6 was legally closed to the general public and so had no qualms at all about their nocturnal adventure. They took the dinghy in the car, but it mostly fell to Yukari to inflate and to row the thing to their destination. Yukari would have followed Aso to the end of the earth without the slightest suspicion. Once they had landed on the battery island, Aso used chloroform to knock her out, leaving her unconscious while he made his getaway. The way he described abandoning Yukari on Battery No. 6, he made it all sound so simple.
Kensuke remained unconvinced. After all, a mere three hundred yards separated Battery No. 6 from the Marine Park. It was not too far a distance to swim. Even if you couldnt swim, many pleasure boats cruised by the island. All you had to do was stand on an embankment and shout to make yourself heard. Surely, he pointed out to Aso, Battery No. 6 was as easy to get off as it was to get to.
No problem, I took all her clothes.
You mean you left her there naked?
Look, I know her pretty well. Shed rather die than be seen naked in public. Shes that sort of woman.
Kensuke was left speechless. He didnt know the whole story between Aso and Yukari, but he did know that they were in a relationship, and Aso must have felt something for her during that time. He didnt feel it was right, even as a joke, for Aso to be saying that hed stripped someone naked and left her for dead. Whether or not Aso was telling the truth, describing such an act to a third party was brutal enough.
The atmosphere was oppressive and Kensuke remained silent. Glancing furtively sideways, he noticed that Aso seemed to be on the verge of saying something but swallowing the words each time.
Id better be off then, he said. He shifted from Park to Drive mode and lowered his hand to disengage the hand brake.
It was as Kensuke opened the car door that he put his final question to Aso. When did you do it? When did you leave Yukari there?
It must have been around the time of the Obon festival.
The city was deserted, everyone gone home to the country.
Obon, when the ancestors returned That made it about ten days ago.
Kensuke got out of the car and went round towards the drivers seat. Aso had the car window open, and his arm was dangling outside, his hand tapping the side of the car. He thrust this hand out in Kensukes direction.
It was as Kensuke opened the car door that he put his final question to Aso. When did you do it? When did you leave Yukari there?
It must have been around the time of the Obon festival.
The city was deserted, everyone gone home to the country.
Obon, when the ancestors returned That made it about ten days ago.
Kensuke got out of the car and went round towards the drivers seat. Aso had the car window open, and his arm was dangling outside, his hand tapping the side of the car. He thrust this hand out in Kensukes direction.
So long, he said.
Hed extended his hand for a handclasp, and Kensuke took it reflexively. It felt cold to the touch. Cold, but clammy with perspiration. It was the first time Kensuke had ever shaken hands with Aso.
Be seeing you, Kensuke said, and Aso nodded firmly, twice, before driving off in his BMW.
As he followed the car with his gaze, Kensuke was sure of one thing. There had indeed been a purpose to this visit, and so with the previous. Aso had come to say goodbye. The tone of his So long and the cold feel of his hand came back to Kensuke. As his friends BMW approached the intersection, the brake lights went on. Without signalling, the car turned left and disappeared out of sight.
4
For some time afterwards, Kensuke was troubled by a recurring fantasy. A naked young woman lurking in the deep recesses of some uninhabited island was arousing him mercilessly. Kensuke did not have a girlfriend at the time.
He often dreamed of frolicking in the woods. The flesh-coloured trunks of trees resembling crape myrtle sprouted up like sinuous tendrils from the earth, none of them adorned with a single leaf. As Kensuke walked among them, his legs got entangled in the curling branches and hed sink deep down into the ground. No analysis was necessary to see that the smooth tree trunks symbolized Yukaris legs. Another recurring dream Kensuke had featured snakes writhing across the ground and transforming themselves into Yukaris legs. In the wilderness and in places that were clearly some island, Yukari metamorphosed into various plants and creatures and lived on.