Dokusha Prologue Prologue Tokiko expressed herself through the pages of the book that I held in my hands. ──And when the clouds are packed together so tightly that the rays of the sun can’t penetrate through them, the air that is filled with the fresh scent of the moist soil, and the faint sound of thunder that can be heard far away, it feels even better. During such days, the classroom that is illuminated by the fluorescent lights feels like a shelter completely isolated from the world. Even the usually distant classmates and the teacher who dispassionately taught as they stood on the platform felt akin to comrades aboard the same ark, giving a sort of nostalgic and reassuring feeling. Yeah. I raised my face from the book and unintentionally spoke. I get it. Sometimes, I get the same feeling Tokiko does. I only took this book on a whim. On my way back from school during junior high, I caught sight of the cover of this one amongst the books lined up in the bookstore in front of the station, and it piqued my i…
