【PC+KRKR+安卓直装】海底｜SeaBed

物語

リビングで亡霊を見た。

それを見るのは慣れたもので、私は気にせずに夕食を作って食べる。

亡霊は私の作った卵焼きを食べて美味しいと言った。

私は彼女の話を聞きながら、彼女と暮らした日々のことを考えた。

彼女は学生時代の私に「私達が一緒にいるために必要なものはなにか？」、と訪ねた。

誰にも頼らずに稼ぐための小さな職場。

なんでも自由にできる静かなマンション。

と、私は答えた。

80年代後半。

経済絶頂の最中、ふたりで始めたデザイン事務所の業績は上向いていた。

学生時代にふたりで話しをしていた南の島、中世の街、西海岸。

行きたい場所へ行って、見たいものを見て回った。

私は広いリビングでどうしてこうなったかを考えてみた。

ふたりが殆ど無敵だった時代は過ぎていた。

私はあの頃のようになんでも出来る気はしなくなっている。

この世界はとても複雑になって、ことをなすのは難しくなった。

以前にふたりが使っていたルールブックは無効になり

築いた城は崩れ去っていた。

「あなたと一緒にいるために必要なものはなに？」、と亡霊に聞いてみる。

今までにない新しい場所を準備する必要がある。

新しい場所は誰にも壊せない。誰の手も届かないような場所にしよう。

そして私は誰にも気づかれないように静かにことを運ぶ。

深く、深く、誰にも見つからないような場所で。

SeaBed is a yuri-themed mystery visual novel told through the perspectives of three separate characters: Mizuno Sachiko, a designer plagued by hallucinations of her past lover; Narasaki Hibiki, Sachiko's friend and a psychiatrist researching the workings of human memories; and Takako, Sachiko's former lover who has been rapidly forgetting her past, including how or why the two women drifted apart despite being together since childhood.

All three live in different worlds, but seek the same goal. To separate truth from illusion. To make sense of their own lives.

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I saw a ghost in the living room.

But as I was already used to the phenomenon, I did not let it interfere with the preparation of my evening meal.

The ghost ate my fried egg and commended its taste.

As I listened to her talk, my memories drifted back to the days we were still together.

Back when we were in school, she asked me what was necessary for the two of us to be together.

A small workplace that we could make a living from without relying on anyone.

A silent apartment where we would have the freedom to do what our hearts desired.

I told her that.

In the late eighties – during the economic boom – the small design company we founded was doing surprisingly well.

We visited all the places we talked about when we were in school – the southern islands, the old European cities, the West Coast. We went wherever we wanted, seeing whatever we sought.

Alone in that spacious living room, I attempted to figure out why it all ended this way. Why those days when nothing could stand in our way faded into the past.

I no longer felt like I could do everything.

The world had grown complicated. Even simple matters became difficult.

The rules we had established in the past no longer seemed to apply, and the castle we built for ourselves crumbled to dust.

"What is necessary for us to be together?" – the ghost asked me.

We need a make a new place for ourselves.

A place no one can destroy.

Let's make it a place that no one else can reach.

And so, I inconspicuously proceeded with the plan.

In a place so deep below the surface that no one else can find it.

[From Fruitbat Factory]