The scent of Wings Story

　 "Night of Retribution" No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't remember where I was lying. I could smell the faint scent of blood in my mouth as I chewed sand. I had almost no feeling in my body, but my stomach hurt like crazy. When I was young, I chased after money, women, success, and freedom. After I became an older man, I lived a fairly honest and quiet life. But I guess debts always have to be paid someday. It's quiet and dark, so it must still be the middle of the night. I really want a cigarette. If anyone passes by, I'll ask them to buy me one. But it might be hard to find someone who smokes these days. “ 報いの夜 ” どれだけ考えても今自分が どこで倒れているのか 思い出せなかった 砂を噛んでいる口の中 微かに血の臭いがする 体の感覚はほとんど無いのに 腹部だけがめっぽう痛む 若い頃には 金と女と出世と自由 そんなものばかりを追いかけた オッサンになってからは わりと真面目に 静かに暮らしていたのに ツケってやつはやっぱり いつか払わなきゃならない そんなものなんだろうなぁ 静かで真っ暗だから きっとまだ夜中なのだろう 無性に煙草が吸いたい 誰か通りかかる奴がいたら 一本よんでもらおうか あゝでも今の時代 煙草を吸う奴に当たるのは 難しいのかもしれないなぁ