This book has been translated into English.
We hope that people international customers will enjoy it as much as we do.

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2022-12-27

明日、12月27日いよいよ作品集「そして花になる」が発売となります。
描き下ろしなど、楽しんでいただけるか緊張しているのですが、是非⋯何卒よろしくお願いいたします☺️

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2022-12-26

This is the story of my frustration, and journey of rebirth after losing my "color". At the end of this strange journey, which cannot be called a dream or a reality, all my regrets turned into petals and flew in the air, and the world regained its color

22 133
2022-12-23

The Witch I had met in the flower garden led me to her atelier.
It seemed that the witch had existed since the time this world was created.
She said that she would transform her deceased companions into flowers, and dry them once they had withered...

75 465
2022-12-20

I climbed a long spiral staircase.
I’d come such a long way. Where exactly was this place?

Finally, I made it to the exit, there was a beautiful field of flowers....



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39 333
2022-12-16

Countless balloons drifted away from the ground.
The feeling of floating up into the sky made me feel a little sick, and there was an unpredictable terror.
I was now, separated from my earthly home.



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74 572
2022-12-13

I was in a communal cemetery with ornate decorations all over the walls.
It was a bright, cheery, and lovely place.
This was not a place I belonged either.


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42 279
2022-12-09

Today was sort of noisy.
A strange event is held by its mask-wearing inhabitants.
I was suddenly a masked resident pulled on my arm and pushily extended an invitation. “Huh? Eh, wait..”
I wasn’t interested in that sort of thing.


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48 434
2022-12-06

The sea at night seemed to combine dreams and reality.
This boat was a cradle. Perhaps it could also have been a coffin.
The next time I wake, I’m done with this season of yearning again and again.


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82 476
2022-12-02

It was a paradise with a beautiful sea.
The sand on the shore was like a mountain of ashes.
Shells and coral were pure white, to the point of looking artificial.
They must have been someone’s remains.


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57 497
2022-11-29

On a train, with the sound of rain.
A dull gray screen meets passengers’ gazes.
The scenery outside the windows goes unseen by anyone.
I look at nothing. I don’t know anything. I look down.


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37 337
2022-11-25

The people coming and going within the city all seemed to have a fixed destination, moving forward without stopping whereas I had nowhere to go.
But I surprisingly don’t dislike places like this.


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49 447
2022-11-22

I struck a match and start with a cigarette.And then, I set my world, filled with sketchbooks, albums, and other memories, on fire.
“It would be nice if I could turn into ashes, fly through the air, and drift through the world.”
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32 250
2022-11-18

One day, when the world had lost its colors.
I set out on a journey to mourn myself.


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2022-11-15