SIRO-1554 Amateur Personal Filming, Submission. 414

About this work

Yes — at that time I was in my twenties. With nowhere to go, I simply wandered the streets of Shibuya. I was helpless. A kid from the countryside. Back home I’d been through one or two rough scenes, but once in this big city I was just a stray cat. I couldn’t go back — the countryside scenery and the look on his face at the last moment were burned behind my eyelids and wouldn’t leave me. But I’d already left everything behind. Nostalgia felt pointless. I had nowhere to return to and was mentally lost. It was then that he appeared. He invited me. He led me into a world I had not yet known. He said, “Let me try you; I’ll pay you,” so I didn’t care anymore. I had come to this city having lost everything. Looking back, maybe I felt no fear, or perhaps I was no longer sane. The strange reassurance and persuasiveness in his eyes. I entrusted everything to that. The very first place he took me was a hotel — the kind you find everywhere in the city. “You must be tired,” he said, holding me gently without asking many questions; while rolling the camera he inserted himself and we became connected. It was my first time, and the moment my whole self was repainted into his world. As payment, he gave me a ヴェル○ース・オリジナル. It tasted sweet and creamy, and receiving such a wonderful candy made me feel I must be a special person. Now, I’m a scout. Of course I give the same ヴェル○ース・オリジナル to Sayuri, who appears this time. Because she, too, is a special person.