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He may be speaking the truth
, Tengo felt. 
His memory may have been destroyed, 
and his mind might be sunk in mud, but the words on his lips are probably true

Tengo understood this intuitively. 
“What are you talking about?” Tengo asked. 
“You are nothing,” his father repeated the words, his voice devoid of emotion. 
“You were nothing, you are nothing, and you will be nothing.” 
That’s enough
, Tengo thought. 
He wanted to get up out of his chair, walk to the station, and go back to Tokyo. He 
had heard what he needed to hear. But he could not stand up. He was like the young 
man who traveled to the town of cats. He had curiosity. He wanted to know what lay 
behind those words. He wanted a clearer answer. There was danger lurking there, of 
course. But if he let this opportunity escape, he would lose any chance to learn the 
secret about himself forever. It would sink into total chaos. 
Tengo arranged and rearranged words in his head until, at last, he was ready to 
speak them. This was the question he had come close to asking since childhood but 
could never quite manage to utter. 
“What you’re saying, then, is that you are not my biological father, correct? You 
are telling me that there is no blood connection between us, is that it?” 
His father looked at him without speaking. It was impossible to tell from his 
expression whether he had understood the meaning of Tengo’s question. 
“Stealing radio waves is an unlawful act,” his father said, looking into Tengo’s 
eyes. “It is no different from stealing money or valuables, don’t you think?” 
“You’re probably right,” Tengo decided to agree for now. 
His father nodded several times with apparent satisfaction. 


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“Radio waves don’t come falling out of the sky for free like rain or snow,” his 
father said. 
With his lips closed Tengo stared at his father’s hands. They were lined up neatly 
on his knees, right hand on right knee, left hand on left knee, stock still. Small, dark 
hands, they looked tanned to the core by long years of outdoor work. 
“My mother didn’t really die of an illness when I was little, did she?” Tengo asked 
slowly, speaking phrase by phrase. 
His father did not answer. His expression did not change, and his hands did not 
move. His eyes focused on Tengo as if they were observing something unfamiliar. 
“My mother left you. She got rid of you and left me behind. She probably went off 
with another man. Am I wrong?” 
His father nodded. “It is not good to steal radio waves. You can’t get away with it, 
doing anything you like.” 
This man understands my questions perfectly well. He just doesn’t want to answer 
them directly
, Tengo felt. 
“Father,” Tengo addressed him. “You may not actually be my father, but I’ll call 
you that for now because I don’t know what else to call you. To tell you the truth, I’ve 
never liked you. Maybe I’ve even hated you most of the time. You know that, don’t 
you? But even supposing you are not my real father and there is no blood connection 
between us, I no longer have any reason to hate you. I don’t know if I can go so far as 
to be fond of you, but I think that at least I should be able to understand you better 
than I do now. I have always wanted to know the truth about who I am and where I 
came from. That’s all. But no one ever told me. If you will tell me the truth right now, 
I won’t hate you or dislike you anymore. In fact, I would welcome the opportunity not 
to have to hate you or dislike you any longer.” 
His father went on staring at Tengo with expressionless eyes, saying nothing, but 
Tengo felt he might be seeing the tiniest gleam of light flashing somewhere deep 
within those empty swallows’ nests. 
“I am nothing,” Tengo said. “You are right. I’m like someone who’s been thrown 
into the ocean at night, floating all alone. I reach out, but no one is there. I call out, 
but no one answers. I have no connection to anything. The closest thing I have to a 
family is you, but you hold on to the secret and won’t even try to tell me anything. 
Meanwhile, in this seaside town, your memory goes through repeated ups and downs 
as it steadily deteriorates day by day. Like your memory, the truth about me is being 
lost. Without the aid of truth, I am nothing, and I can never be anything. You are right 
about that, too.” 
“Knowledge is a precious social asset,” his father said in a monotone, though his 
voice was somewhat quieter than before, as if someone behind him had reached over 
and turned down the volume. “It is an asset that must be amassed in abundant 
stockpiles and utilized with the utmost care. It must be handed down to the next 
generation in fruitful forms. For that reason, too, NHK needs to have all of your 
subscription fees and—” 

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