A mid-summer night hare (30)

Emmy is silent at this point of time. She wants to say something but she holds it back. And she quickly switches the channel on the broadcast.

It is playing “Lost in Omotesando” by Hins Cheung. It goes:

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Ice ice baby, vanilla…..

Hins’ voice is great, even in high pitches. What comes with the song is an interview clip that goes, “We Cantonese people are gluttons. We gobble up whatever that could be put into our mouths.”

Emmy laughs out loud when she hears this for no apparent reasons.

And then she turns around and says, “Please excuse me. Lost in Omotesando is one of my favorites so I am really excited. Too bad that Hins is gay. Not sure if he is gay all the way or halfway. My dear Hareta, have you read Haruki Murakami’s Norwegian Wood?”

Hareta is overthinking again. She has long heard that Emmy is half Japanese so she gets a bit sensitive when she hears anything Japanese from Emmy. What’s up with “Lost in Omotesando” anyways? Hareta could be the next “Fareware Ni-chōme”. It’s just a stupid Japanese novel. No big deal. If Emmy is “Norwegian Wood”, Hareta would call herself “Kafka on the Shore”. Emmy is 1Q84 even, with her subpar intelligence.

Hareta acts shyly and replies, “Yes, I have heard about Haruki Murakami. Do you like Japanese culture?”

Not sure what kind of gossips Hareta overheard, she often likes to think of Emmy as a submissively evil yet promiscuous Japanese housewife with desperate sexual needs in bed. Not sure if Hareta watches too much porn, she likes to believes that the secret to Emmy’s popularity among men is Emmy’s sex skills.

Emmy says, “No, hell no. I wanted to tell you about the story. You know what, I read on news today that a woman remains a virgin after nine years of marriage because her husband turns out to be a woman. She only has been fingered down below.”

Hareta thinks that it is total non-sense. It doesn’t concern her in any ways. So she quickly replies, “Really? Ridiculous things happen every day.”

Emmy says, “Believe it or not, many people don’t even notice when they have sex with transgenders. I wonder how that feels like. It must be kind of shallow…Do you know that movie called Pawn of Notthingham?”

Hareta could be deaf so she is not aware the messages sent across in this conversation. Seeing is believing. She has already witnessed the many sexual encounters of Emmy and Ackley through their camera. Hareta even knows Emmy’s favorite position. It’s girl on top. Ackley likes to get in from behind. Emmy, are you trying to play innocent again? You know, I am not an idiot. I would not believe in your outright lies. You gave your first night to Dino Saw. And you dumped him right after to date a richer guy. You even said Dino Saw has a big cock. You nasty woman. I really think those men around you are superficial douchebags to have fallen for you shallow biatch. Do you have my inner beauty? I am attentive, smart and caring. Don’t you forget that beauty is skin-deep. After you reach the age of 30, all the guys fooled by your outer appearance will leave you. And I will take over your admirers. I am gonna be a super rock star!”

Hareta is living in her own illusions.

Emmy says, “My dear, what are you thinking? I said I wonder how it feels like to fuck a transgender. He must be kind of shallow. And the movie, Pawn of Nottingham. Have you seen it?”

Hareta says, “Yes. Shallow indeed. Pawn of Nottingham is…..educationally romantic?”

Emmy says, “You are pure and innocent. Well, truth is stranger than fiction sometimes. My way of joking is to tell the truth. It’s the funniest joke in the world.”

Hareta says, “Good always wins the evil.”

Emmy says, “Of course. The problem only is that the evil people keep mistaking themselves as the good ones.”