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Previous   TOC Konohara Narise’s Book Signing for Planet and Release of Commemorative Booklet My Star On October 5, 2024, at Book First Shinjuku, a book signing event was held to celebrate the release of Konohara Narise’s latest work, Planet . It was her first signing event in roughly five years, and Konohara, showing her excitement and nerves, emailed the day before saying, “It’s finally tomorrow.” Right up until the event, she expressed, “I’m nervous…,” but also shared her enthusiasm, having “gotten new glasses just for today.” The signing kicked off at 1 p.m.! Fans, including those meeting Konohara for the first time or reuniting after a long wait, eagerly shared their thoughts. One fan mentioned, “This is my first-ever signing event,” while another noted, “I’m meeting Konohara at a turning point in my life.” As she interacted with these fans, Konohara’s initial tension eased, and she was able to enjoy the exchanges. Some fans were even moved to tears as they shared their...

Previous   TOC   Next Ah, it’s so bright. It glitters, blinding white. Everything I see is white. Maybe it’s the ceiling. There’s a sharp smell, like thinner. “Mura-san.” It’s Kan-san’s voice. I turn my head toward it, and pain throbs in my forehead. “Ouch.” “Are you okay?” Kan-san’s face is close. Is this his place? The ceiling looks different. Why does my forehead hurt? Flashes of Mom’s strange face, of that thing going in and out, fill my head. He said Mom was dead… The DVD covered in puke, the awful smell. I hate it. My head’s full of it, and I hate it. I just want it gone. That’s why I kept banging my head. When I did, it all went wham-wham and disappeared. I want to keep banging my head, but lying down, I’ve got nowhere to do it. What do I do? “My head… I don’t like it.” “It looks like you have quite a cut on your forehead.” I want to bang my head. Make it go wham-wham and disappear. Ah, but Kan-san is here. Kan-san is here. “Come… closer.” “Closer?” Kan-san comes near...

Previous   TOC   Next Kiichan was forcing himself on my mom, putting his penis in her mouth. Her face looks strange, and I tell him to stop because it feels so wrong, but Kiichan doesn’t stop. It’s like my mind fills with something rotten, like mushy vegetables, and it makes me feel sick. I try to run, but no matter how far I go, every time I turn around, Mom and Kiichan are there, right behind me. “Ugh…” I heard a sound. It was my own voice. Oh, it’s dark. Why is it so dark? Everything is dark, nothing in sight. My chest is pounding, like I’m still startled. My neck feels damp, sweaty. Was that a dream? My stomach turns, and I feel something pushing up toward my throat. Not here. I run to the bathroom and throw up. The sour smell stings my nose. It feels like something pulled out of my head. My tongue tingles with that sourness. I rinse my mouth out at the sink, spitting it all out. I’m awake. But even awake, it’s there in my head. That dream keeps flashing back. I hate it. I...