Artist's commentary
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There are many rural areas, but this is an ordinary modern mountain village. It's not a so-called isolated island on land, though it's crammed as it is. There is no legend of the deceased's hidden village.
The population density is quite low. Most of the village is forested and there is a lot of flat land. Houses are sparse, but there are also areas where houses are densely populated. There are shrines, grave markers, and open-air fire protection tanks here and there.
You need a car to do anything. But if you have a car, you don't have to worry about doing anything. Daily necessities are available in the village, and now there is online shopping. I am not inconvenienced in my life.
Many younger generations live in the village. However, it is rarely seen in the village. The economic bloc of the young people is beyond the mountains. There is a soba shop near here, but there is no family restaurant.
There is a roadside station for the time being. But are you willing to attract tourists? A local farmer sells vegetables, wild plants, mushrooms, saplings, folk crafts, and more. It is always crowded with locals.
40% of the residents' cars are light trucks, and the remaining 60% are light one-box cars. The old road is narrow. Mikoshi and tractors parade in the spring. The new road is skipped by the trucks of the carriers.
Well, it's a country like that.
I was born and raised in the city, but I wasn't really good at it. It hasn't been so long since I came to this countryside, but I'm glad I moved.
The relationship with the neighborhood is not as dense as I expected. It's rather dry. The people of the country are also modern people.
The countryside suits my sexuality so much, I think I'm a natural person.
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By the way, there is a very important "decisive difference between the city and the countryside" personally. That is the existence of ○○○○ (hereinafter referred to as “G”).
It is a proof of the city that it is always in the so-called city, or in a sense, it lives there. And when the urban level falls below a certain level, the encounter rate becomes almost zero.
A greasy black shadow that crawls on the floor. Dirty and abominable. Gongen of sigh, subservience, and insidiousness. Still, he is reluctant, persistent, and has a bad resignation. It's ugly.
When I think about it like this, the idea of "Is that a kind of family disgust?"
When the G-series killing agent hits, he lays on his back and agonizes himself for a long time. It's not unsightly at the time of its death. The thighs look strangely glossy, which makes me even more angry.
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Unlike the city, the countryside does not encounter the "G". That alone is heaven. But there is also the worst side. There are few ○○○○ (hereinafter “Y”) in the countryside.
It seems to come down from the mountain over there. On the main road near the mountain, I often see the wreckage that was run over. This trunk road is wide and has a lot of traffic, making it difficult for even people to cross.
A runover death is just a thick, chubby black mass. It is not much different from the mud mass that the tractor drops on the road during the rice planting season. So no one cares.
If this is a highway, the story is different. If you step on such a lump of slurping at a speed of 100 km / h, you will slip and spin, crash into a wall, and wreck and die. It's a catastrophe.
I don't know if that's the case, but all the highways that pass through this area are elevated. The entrance (IC) is far away and there is no entry route.
By the way, there is a warning sign on the highway that says "Caution for animals" instead of "Caution for animals".
The sign has a simple silhouette that looks like ◯ with △.