煙か土か食い物21/Note about "Kemuri ka Tsuchi ka Kuimono" ("Smoke, Soil or Sacrifices") (You know absolutely no connection with real life and families)

And in a sense, it literally happened so. Both the world and me together split into the halves. In that split second, I called Maruo for the first time in dozen years.  "Father!" (pp.321)