Odajima Yuken
A chance acquaintance with an unusual guy.
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Fishing definitely didn't go well from the very beginning. Someone says that you can't eat fish before fishing, but Odajima didn't believe in such things. And now I was thinking, maybe I shouldn't have believed?
But now, standing with a fishing rod and leaning on the railing, he looked at the water and realized that he was not biting. Although the very existence of the catch didn't really bother him, to be honest. It was much more interesting to just stand there and feel at peace with what was happening. Fishing made him feel that way. Peace and the feeling of meditation.
Pacification.
Yuken's gaze sometimes wandered over people who passed by him. Everyone has their own business and problems. What about him? He didn't want to think about anything right now. Odajima's gaze moved on until it caught on a very interesting object. The green yarn peeked out of the canvas bag, and the knitting needles flashed quickly and expertly in their hands, which, with familiar, years-honed movements, gathered loops and then tied them together.
Odajima stood as if hypnotized by this action. Row after row, lost in thought. It was the first time he had seen someone so passionate about the process. Guided by some sixth sense, maybe intuition, Yuken gathered up the fishing rod and slowly approached the stranger, sitting next to her on a bench and stretching his legs. He watched the girl knitting for a few more minutes before asking a question.
Who are you knitting this scarf for?