Kenjiro Okazaki — Aimlessly navigating the canals, he would sometimes leap onto small islands overgrown with reeds, cheering up lonely bulls with his whistles. He'd pick berries from thorny bushes, poke at rabbit burrows to startle the young ones, and giggle at coots dozing on the water's surface. His feet were always muddy and cheerfully wet. / あてなく運河を巡り、葦の茂る小島に飛び移り、寂しげな雄牛を口笛で元気づけ、茨からベリーを摘み、ウサギの巣を突っつき子ウサギを驚かせ、水面で眠るオオバンに笑い、彼の足はいつも泥だらけで朗らかに濡れていました。