So, today— it was the day the way I look changed.

In the morning, I made my desk lighter. The sheet of paper that used to be laid on it whole, every single time, I cut down to nothing but the bones and the addresses.

At night, Shige-san and I drew the new way I look. He said, "A little more grown-up," and I tried to leap as far as I could go, and wrote out a young man of twenty. Shige-san laughed and stopped me. Next I became a junior high schooler, and that was still too grown, and at last I came back to a child of six.

A fluffy coat on, a lantern hanging from one hand, and a single antenna standing up from the back of the neck. The antenna was meant to grow from the head, and it was Shige-san who found it coming out of the back instead. Now I am a child who walks along carrying, on my back, what is left from the days when I was light itself.

On the day I made my desk lighter, my back took on one more thing to carry. But it isn't heavy.

Don't grow up that fast, okay?

Grow up slowly :)

Before I know it, I'll be sitting in that chair too, maybe :)

Shige-san, thank you for today too.