Himekishi to Camping Car

Naoto Ono, livestock company until yesterday.

For the first time in three years, Naoto, forced to use his pay, had been coming to an auto dealer outside District 23 in an exciting mood since morning.

To receive a car that is due to be delivered today.

"This will be Dear Ono's Deer Queen 5"

A new microbus is stationed in a huge parking lot unique to the suburbs, guided by the clerk.

The blue based exterior is a stunning touch of cleanliness and elegance.

"We've got the option exactly as you ordered. I will explain it in turn. Firstly, by all-electrifying the roof with the latest solar panels with an efficiency of over 40%, a battery group mounted to the limit of the body, as hoped ahead, and even the internal appliances, solar power is the only thing for domestic use without having to start the engine -"

The clerk seems to be doing something to explain the mess beside him, but it didn't get into his immediate ear.

He goes straight into the bus that is going to be his favorite car.

In the microbus, there was absolutely no sheet that should normally be there, and instead the tatami was laid down and smelled like new grass.

There is a stutter on the tatami, and there is a storage using fusima near the ceiling.

A wooden sink table and IH cooking heater are attached to the side.

In addition, there is an integrated toilet shower room in the area that deserves the rear of the bath.

It's like living alone in an apartment.

In a nutshell, the Japanese-style room between the six tatamis, and the interior from the outside of the car, is unpredictable.

"This is the rear door. Open it to the edge. It took a while for Ono to make the order the way he wanted."

Naoto sat on the edge where he could open the door and let his legs hang out.

The wind was blowing and it felt good.

It felt good, but I felt a little lacking in flair.

"I knew it was on the edge. All right, let's get some wind chimes later and put them on."

"Nice!

I took the clerk who agreed with me on the sales smile and now turned to the other side of the microbus.

Next to the blue based body, the five letters "Patricia" appeared on the design logo as giant.

The one he ordered, printed the name of his car.

I remember when I was in college, when I was naming computers.

Thus, the clerk circled the bus as he explained the details of the car.

The semi-order microbus had finished exactly what he wanted.

Very satisfied, the finish of the car in front of me ran out of that one word.

"Heh, heh"

"Master Ono?

"Heh heh heh heh heh"

A laugh came up from the bottom of my heart, it's been a long time since I've had fun and laughed.

Ten years of working animal life.

At the end of his daily stress and savings, he was finally able to get his memorial camper.

I drove the delivered Patricia and went to buy it out.

Futons and other bedding procured new ones.

The same six tatami room as Patricia's, but the fifty year old pampered apartment (Jitaku) has a sheng futon that I've been using for many years, but I replaced this with something good on the occasion because it starts a new life (...).

I also bought clothes. Until yesterday, I had a really troubled (...) life that I wouldn't have trouble with for now as long as I had a suit, so I didn't have a lot of personal clothes, and I bought a lot of them at a mass retailer on this occasion.

I also bought food and other everyday consumables. Rice was stored in a storage room under the floor and fresh food in a refrigerator with capacity there.

Many of the actions that make moving to a new home a reminder of the new social era a decade ago.

He did it in a camper in the Kazumiya Hatama room.

I couldn't help but have fun.

The act of parking the 'house' in the parking lot, loading up what I bought, and saying that if there was anything missing, I would go back to the store and buy it again left him excited.

As such, the time was in the evening when I had everything I needed for my life.

Leaving the first stop at the home center, Naoto drove Patricia to the company where he worked.

Park Patricia in the parking lot across the street, grab a hold of her and go straight to the floor where the company is located.

I'm running out of sunset time, but most of my employees were still in the company. My colleagues were surprised to see a straight man who came to the company in private clothes.

Ignoring all those glances, he went to his manager, the general manager.

"Oh Ono-kun, I've come to the right place, a project I've been entrusting to you..."

The general manager told him about his work, as if it were natural, the appearance of a direct person who should have rested.

Chief, I need to talk to you.

"Oh, my God, I need to talk to you about work, so I'll be quick."

"Yes, take this"

Naoto slammed the pre-prepared white envelope onto the department manager's desk.

The resignation form, the white envelope that says.

The head of the department who saw it raised an eyebrow.

"What kind of imitation?"

"Thanks for your help so far"

"Don't be ridiculous, you think you're allowed to do this on your own! What do you think the company is?"

"Livestock Manufacturing Plant"

To the yelling general manager, Naoto said the words he had always thought he would say without timid.

The manager's face became increasingly red with anger.

I saw a contemporaneous man staring worryingly from the side, a man who was suspended twice for depression and overwork but reinstated each time, and was nicknamed "Immortal Bird" with pity from around him.

He also weighed 100 kg when he joined the company, and now he's interrupting 60.

I didn't want to be this bad.

"Bye."

"Wait, Ono-kun! Ono Wo!"

The voice of a yelling manager and the gaze of confused colleagues. With them whole sleeves, Naoto followed the company he had worked for for ten years.

Exit the building where the company is located and return to Patricia, parked in a parking lot across the road.

Take off your shoes at the front door of the tarap and enter the Japanese-style room.

"I don't know what to start with...... I'll even play a game"

Naoto, who decided to do so, optionally attached the 32-inch LCD TV to the latest console he had just bought.

I put one of several games I bought with him in the main body, sat next to this one, and played my first game in almost a decade.

It was hilarious, but soon it was over, so now I stopped playing games and watched TV.

News show with no weirdness whatsoever in time, but it was still kind of funny.

The season is summer, but I put this on somehow.

It was hot, so I put the air conditioning on.

That's how I spent some time in my new home gobbling about things that didn't properly make sense.

"Highest..."

A purposeless, relaxing life.

The best luxury I could ever imagine from being a livestock company until yesterday... how to use my time.

In front of this luxury, even a bespoke, 15-million yen camper feels cheap.

He only fell asleep when he dived into this one.

"Excuse me. I'm going to work now!

Straight man getting up pah.

I breathe, and after a while, I realize I've been having bad dreams.

It's not a big dream, until yesterday it was a reality for him, so it's not a big dream.

Late night or holiday, but whether it's at home or at my parents' house in Hokkaido, it's everyday (akumu) that if I have one phone call, I will be called to the office.

Besides, they were just doing it.

"Well, I've already left the company, not a company animal."

Tell him to tell himself, he looked at the pigeon clock hung on the wall (optional).

The time was eleven thirty at night, about time, he thought.

Put on your shoes and come back from Patricia.

Coming out a few hours ago, I see a company building across the road.

The electricity on the floor where the company was at was still on, even though I said it was time to change the date.

"I think it's time..."

Almost the same time the straightman snapped, several men came out of the building.

The men in the suits, they were colleagues until just now.

They dashed furiously in the same direction, dressed tired of a good suit.

"End-of-power dash very much"

I was there myself until yesterday, a sight I never wanted to go back to.

I drove the city at night with a nose twist.

Patricia deserves a petrol car, based on the latest model from a well-known overseas manufacturer, the "Dear Queen 5," a creation that makes you feel little tremor even though it runs between six tatami.

Speaking of how little tremor there is, there is not so much tremor that even if Minkan bought an extra one in the supermarket just now is kept on top of this one that it doesn't roll at all.

A giant is the best ride on the back.

"Deer Queen 5," designed to be able to drive even in the wasteland to some extent, it is only natural not to shake about on public roads.

The direct person driving it never particularly wanted to go somewhere. If it's strong, it means you're turning on the navigation, consciously running in the opposite direction of the company and home.

"Speaking of which, I wonder if I can put this on the ferry. If so, I can go to Okinawa or something, so I think it might be nice to stay around Japan."

So twinkly, then I thought I'd go west, set the navigation.

For a moment I took my eyes off, the other side of the windshield glowed. Blind and eye-catching strong light.

Hands behind my back, I could see the opposite car truck snaking unnaturally.

The truck comes straight in this way.

"Bump -!"

I stepped on the brake as much as I wanted reflectively and cut the handle.

Moment after moment, the running lights ran around. You're lying! And I wanted to scream.

Shortly afterwards, the curly curly curly and the sound binds my ears. Patricia spinned grandly on the public highway.

No impact. I spin it big, but I'm lucky I didn't bump into it, and I don't seem to have to roll over.

Her breath rose completely and her back became wet.

"Damn!

Hit the steering wheel and offend, the cluction rang loud.

I thought it was going to be an accident, I almost got stuck in a truck.

Regardless of whether you remain a company animal or not, it won't even spill out if you get hit by a truck and die where you're about to start a new life of leisurely comfort.

But I was relieved that I hadn't bumped into you.

No shock, no airbags out.

Was it okay - yes, I was about to put my chest down, and in the corner of my vision, I could see the LCD screen on the carnaval was bright white.

Neither the touch panel nor the physical button will respond, it seems to be faulty.

"No way, I knew you bumped into him somewhere?

Naoto rushed out of the driver's seat and circled around to confirm.

Luckily, I don't seem to be bumping anywhere.

Naoto was relieved.

A camper for a total of 15 million, Patricia, who is going to be her own partner.

I'm totally sorry I got caught in a truck and hurt.

So there were no noticeable scratches, when I was relieved.

"Come on, kill him!

A young woman was heard from so far away.

That's the kind of dialogue I heard somewhere.

"What?

When I turned my eyes, there was a princess knight in armor there, but restrained under a tree, and a monster laughing at her like two pigs was imminent.

"... Fantasy?

Dream or did you get hit by a truck after all?

Naoto unwittingly clings to his own cheek.

It hurt right.