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? That can’t have been made public. It would 
have caused a major scandal.” 
“I heard it from Leader himself. Right before he died, he told me.” 
Tamaru’s voice turned a little cold. “Don’t you think you should have told me this 
before?” 
“At the time I didn’t think it was so important.” 
There was silence again for a time. Aomame couldn’t tell what Tamaru was 
thinking, but she knew he didn’t like excuses. 
“Okay,” he finally said. “We’ll put that on hold. Let’s cut to the chase. What 
you’re trying to say is that Bobblehead marked this Tengo Kawana. And using that as 
a lead, he was tracking down your whereabouts.” 
“That’s what I think.” 
“I don’t get it,” Tamaru said. “Why would Tengo Kawana be a lead to find you? 
There isn’t any connection between you and Kawana, is there? Other than that you 
dealt with Eriko Fukada’s father, and Tengo was the ghostwriter for her novel.” 
“There 
is
a connection,” Aomame said, her voice flat. 
“There’s a direct relationship between you and Tengo Kawana. Is that what you’re 
saying?” 


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“He and I were in the same class in elementary school. And I believe he’s the 
father of my baby. But I can’t explain any more beyond that. It’s very—how should I 
put it?—personal.” 
On the other end of the phone she heard a ballpoint pen tapping on a desk. That 
was the only sound she could hear. 
“Personal,” Tamaru repeated, in a voice that sounded like he had spied some weird 
creature on top of a rock in a garden. 
“I’m sorry,” Aomame said. 
“I understand. It’s a very personal thing. I won’t ask anymore,” Tamaru said. “So, 
specifically, what do you want from me?” 
“Well, the first thing I would like to know is if the Kawana who lives in that 
building is actually Tengo Kawana. If it were possible, I would like to make sure of 
that myself, but it’s too risky to go there again.” 
“Agreed.” 
“And Bobblehead is probably holed up somewhere in that building, planning 
something. If he’s getting close to locating me, we have to do something about it.” 
“He already knows a certain amount about the connection between you and the 
dowager. He has painstakingly hauled in these various leads and is trying to tie them 
all together. We can’t ignore him.” 
“I have one other request of you,” Aomame said. 
“Go ahead.” 
“If it is really Tengo Kawana living there, I don’t want any harm to come to him. If 
it’s unavoidable that he is going to get hurt, then I want to take his place.” 
Tamaru was silent again for a time. No more ballpoint pen tapping this time. There 
were no sounds at all, in fact. He was considering things in a world devoid of sound. 
“I think I can take care of the first two requests,” Tamaru said. “That’s part of my 
job. But I can’t say anything about the third. It involves very personal things, and 
there’s too much about it I don’t understand. Speaking from experience, taking care of 
three items at once isn’t easy. Like it or not, you end up prioritizing.” 
“I don’t mind. You can prioritize them however you like. I just want you to keep 
this in mind: while I’m still alive, I have to meet Tengo. There’s something I have to 
tell him.” 
“I’ll keep it in mind,” Tamaru said. “While there’s still spare room in my mind
that is.” 
“Thank you.” 
“I have to report what you have told me to the dowager. This is a rather delicate 
issue, and I can’t decide things on my own. So I’ll hang up for now. Listen—do not 
go outside anymore. Lock the door and stay put. If you go outside, it could cause 
problems. Maybe it already has.” 
“But it helped me find out a few things about him.” 
“All right,” Tamaru said, sounding resigned. “From what you have told me, it 
sounds like you did an excellent job. I’ll admit that. But don’t let your guard down. 
We don’t know yet what he’s got up his sleeve. And considering the situation, most 
likely he has an organization behind him. Do you still have the thing I gave you?” 
“Of course.” 
“Best to keep it nearby.” 


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“Will do.” 
A short pause, then the phone connection went dead. 
Aomame sank back into the bathtub, which she had filled to the brim, and while she 
warmed up, she thought about Tengo—the Tengo who might or might not be living in 
an apartment in that old building. She pictured the uninviting steel door, the slot for 
the name card, the name 
Kawana
printed on the card. 
What kind of place was beyond 
that door? And what kind of life was he living?
In the hot water she touched her breasts, rubbing them. Her nipples had grown 
larger and harder than before, and more sensitive. 
I wish these were Tengo’s hands 
instead of mine
, she thought. She imagined his hands, large and warm. Strong, but 
surely gentle. If her breasts were enveloped in his hands—how much joy, and peace, 
she would feel. Aomame also noticed that her breasts were now slightly larger. It was 
no illusion. They definitely were swollen, the curves softer. 
It’s probably due to my 
pregnancy. Or maybe they just got bigger, unrelated to being pregnant. One aspect of 
my transformation

She put her hands on her abdomen. It was still barely swollen, and she didn’t have 
any morning sickness, for some reason. But there was a 
little one
hidden within. She 
knew it. 
Wait a moment
, she thought. 
Maybe they’re not after my life, but after this
little one
? As revenge for me killing Leader, are they trying to get to it, along with 
me?
The thought made her shudder. Aomame was doubly determined now to see 
Tengo. Together, the two of them had to protect the 
little one. I have had so many 
precious things stolen from me in my life. But this is one I am going to hold on to

She went to bed and read for a while, but sleep didn’t come. She shut her book, 
and gently rolled into a ball to protect her abdomen. With her cheek against the 
pillow, she thought of the winter moon in the sky above the park, and the little green 
moon beside it. 
Maza
and 
dohta
. The mixed light of the two moons bathing the bare 
branches of the zelkova tree. At this very moment Tamaru must be figuring out a 
plan, his mind racing at top speed. She could see him, brows knit, tip of his ballpoint 
pen tapping furiously on the desktop. Eventually, as if led by that monotonous, 
ceaseless rhythm, the soft blanket of sleep wrapped itself around her. 


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