April 21,1909

April 21

From this day, Okiyo had been in charge of the third floor.

He got up early.

At last, the season of cherry leaves had come.

He opened the window.

The color of young leaves came into his eyes.

The day before, in streetcars, he saw 2 people with summer huts.

At 9:00, he went to the public bath that he had gone to when he had been living in another geshukuya before.
There was no change.

A large full-length mirror, pleasant showers and the man working for washing visitors’ bodies.
On the sheet of glass spread in a window, the silhouette of green leaves was trembling in the morning clear sunshine.

He thought even if the landlord made him get out of the geshukuya, he would be able to move to any place as there were a lot of geshukuya and hotels in Tokyo.

A telephone call for asking him to finish writing the manuscript soon.