The Whispering Star (Hiso hiso boshi / ひそひそ星) (ひそひそ星)

NAMIE TOWN HALL, FUKUSHIMA

MINAMI SOMA TOWN HALL, FUKUSHIMA TOMIOKA TOWN HALL, FUKUSHIMA

EVERYONE IN NAMIE, FUKUSHIMA AND EVERYONE AT THE TEMPORARY LODGINGS AT NAMIE

This is computer machine 6-7, M.I.M.E.

At present, machine 3-2-3, Ares, has reported

a meteorite will pass through the current course shortly.

Amendment of current trajectory necessary.

Thirst, best, coast, is...

boop, boop.

This is computer machine 6-7, M.I.M.E.

At present, machine 3-2-3, Ares, has reported

a meteorite will pass through the current course shortly.

Amendment of current trajectory necessary.

Thirst, best, coast, is...

boop, boop.

This is computer machine 6-7, M.I.M.E.

At present, machine 3-2-3, Ares, has reported

A cold?

I made a decision.

Amendment of the trajectory.

From course 77358 to 9299,

3-EMSAX, 4-ESNAX.

I made a decision.

Voluntary restraint.

I made a decision.

Amendment of the trajectory.

From course 77358 to 9299

3-EMSAX, 4-ESNAX.

I made a decision.

Amendment of the trajectory.

From course 77358 to 9299

3-EMSAX, 4-ESNAX.

From course 77358 to 9299

3-EMSAX, 4-ESNAX.

THE WHISPERING STAR

Humanity thus repeated their substantial disasters and monumental failures.

People died off every time they did. Space is now ensconced in a quiet peace.

Machines control space, where robot A.I. account for 80%, and humans account for the other 20%.

In space, humans are already regarded as a species on the brink of extinction.

The pursuit of science is all but completed, but humans can still only live for up to 100 years.

Among space, the human population is but a vanishing candle.

That tickles. Stop it! It tickles.

It tickles, I said. Stop it! Stop it, I said!

It's been 10 years.

Spaceship number -

Z. Code A-126.

My name is Yoko Suzuki.

It's been 10 years today since we departed.

I thought I'd record a voice diary every day.

Erm, firstly...

why I chose to rent this ship -

one: the antique interior was nice;

yet in contrast the equipment loaded on board was highly efficent and useful.

I like things like kitchens, taps, and gas heating.

I work in home delivery, so it suits me.

Ah, 6-7 M.I.M.E, you say something too.

This is computer 6-7, M.I.M.E.

That's my voice.

Good evening. This is Yoko Suzuki.

Machine number 722.

10 years and 3 weeks since we entered space.

The tap has stopped working.

When I turn off the water, it makes a weird sound.

For the record, I'll demonstrate.

Good evening. This is Yoko Suzuki.

Machine number 722.

14 years, 8 months and... 3 days since this journey started.

Recently, 6-7 M.I.M.E. has been acting up.

Making unintelligible reports,

discovering imaginary meteors and falling stars,

changing the course trajectory constantly...

there's actually nothing at the moment, but I still ought to be careful.

It looks like it'll take some time to investigate the origin of the problem.

Good evening. Yoko Suzuki-- machine number 722.

10 years and 8 months have passed since we started our journey.

I'm unable to see any illicit nature in 6-7 M.I.M.E.'s regulation,

however, he is not registering any seismic activity--

It could just be my imagination, but...

perhaps the outside and the inside of the ship have become reversed for him.

Where is he looking at when he speaks?

This is Yoko Suzuki, machine number 722.

It's been 14 years, 9 months and 3 days, to the day.

What I feared has turned out to be true.

6-7 M.I.M.E. is looking at the ceiling light.

He only looks at the bodies of dead insects

and the movements of the ones still alive in the light casing.

These are insects that came in through the entrance

when we disembarked on a planet named Tum.

I'm unable to repair the 6-7 M.I.M.E. all on my own.

Until he realises that by himself, he's unable to use the trajectory-changing apparatus.

How bothersome.

If I clean the ceiling, I'm sure he'd have a panic attack.

I know.

I know for sure I'm wrong.

But just give me a bit more time.

Don't worry.

We all make mistakes.

I'm a machine too.

This is Yoko Suzuki. Rental spaceship number Z.

For the purpose of staving off boredom during long travel times,

I'm recording this for the next person that rents this ship.

As a home delivery personnel,

I'm currently approaching Planet Wurtz.

My work will be done after 82 more deliveries.

A time lag of 2 to 3 years from the planned delivery date is generally forgiven.

It's expected that, if all goes well,

my last delivery will be made on the 20th of March, 11 years from now.

This is --

This is Yoko Suzuki. Rental spaceship number Z.

Machine number 722.

For the purpose of staving off boredom during long travel times,

I'm recording this for the next person that rents this ship.

Soon, a different Yoko Suzuki will be living here.

We were produced at the same factory.

I believe their machine number was between 620 and 790.

I'm not sure if I'll be able to meet up with her again.

We are now entering landing position.

Waiting long? - Not really.

See ya later.

Can I count?

Hey. Can I count?

1 chair. 1 table.

1 Parselum oil.

1 Milky Way galaxy. 1 refridgerator.

1 bag. 7 suns.

2 skids.

1 hot water. 1 chest of drawers.

12 shooting stars. 1 Earth.

1 kitchen. 2 towels.

1 me. 1 Yoko Suzuki.

1 cupboard. 1 ceiling.

3 shop windows.

1 me. 1 Yoko Suzuki.

81 delivery items.