The sound of the wind shook his ear drums. There was also the sound of something lightweight falling to the ground as if the wind had blown away some trash.
—&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;that really startled me. Must have been the wind from the buildings. There seem to be a lot of high-rises in this area, so the wind is strong around here&h.e.l.lip;..
The dirt from the park must have been fanned up, he could smell the faint scent of a cloud of earth. Once he regained his composure, he put his hand into the bag again, but he suddenly felt a knock on the back of the bench. It was being knocked on like a door. At first he thought it was his imagination, so he continued to eat, but when they knocked again, he started to think someone was trying to get his attention. However, Tatsumi couldn’t think of anyone he knew that would go out of their way to speak to him.
“Yes?”
When he answered still facing forward, the person behind him began to mutter.
“&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;could you grab that mask over there for me?”
It was the deep, calm voice of a man. His clear voice still sounded young. He must have been in his mid-twenties to early thirties. The man seemed to be talking to him from behind his back, so even though he was close, he sounded far.
“Mask?”
Not sure what he meant by that, he didn’t know what to do.
“Over there.”
The man added as if he were getting impatient.