Prequel:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=e4p1kkuM2HgNitori Kawashiro, the self-employed aqua-haired engineer who loved and lost.
On my way down the mountain, I stopped at a certain kappa's lakeside workshop in the hopes of discovering an interesting scoop. Instead, the interview quickly turned into a discussion of a quite heavy topic.. I wonder, is there something wrong with the way I've been going about these interviews? They're nothing like the kind I see in Bunbunmaru.
"Sure, I'd be happy to do an interview! If you have something that's broken, I can take a stab at fixing it. If you're more in the market for a custom device to serve a specific function, I can probably make something that'll do the trick. That's basically what I do to pass the time, when i'm not doing field tests or playing Shogi with the locals. I also do a healthy amount of theorizing to pass the time."
"Theorizing? What kinds of things do you theorize about?"
"Ah, all sorts of things. Sometimes related to my craft, sometimes about the nature of the world, depending on my mood that day. Asking 'why?' is simple, but a lot of people don't do it. They're content with the status quo, but someone in my profession can't be afraid to ask questions. And not just the sort like 'How do I go about creating an optical camoflauge device?'. Serious questions, y'know."
"I see. What sorts of questions are you talking about? Science-y questions?" Ugh, that didn't come out as intelligent as I had intended it to.
"Honestly, I like to consider myself more of an engineer. The scientific process is a bit backwards. You start off thinking you know everything, and gradually unlearn all those assumptions you took for granted in order to take baby steps forward. Everyone thought Newton got physics all figured out until Einstein came around with relativity and turned everything upside down. Once you stop to think about it, you realize how little you know about anything at all."
"Mmmm... What do you mean by 'unlearn everything'? How so?"
"It's why I'm an 'engineer' over a true 'scientist', I think. I don't really care that much about the details, as long as it works. Leave it to the scientists to do all the arguing and theorizing among themselves, as long as they let me know when they've finally come up with something useful, y'know? Besides, you don't have to be a scientist to have theories. It's all about how you live your life."
"How you live your life? Could you elaborate?"
"Sure. At first, I saw humans as simply a food source. Then I grew to love them, because everyone loves eating right? It was only a matter of time before I realized how similar we really were, and I fell in love with one particular human. That was also the day I became a vegetarian! I was still young then, it's a bit embarassing thinking about it now that I bring it up."
"That was a mistake, let me tell you. Not one I regret mind you, but a mistake nontheless! Humans don't have very long shelf-life after all. Compared to you and me, at least. 46 years is a drop in the bucket."
"I was sad for a while after my human died. Felt pretty useless, broken even. That's what inspired me to be an engineer. I found that by pouring my excess energy into fixing and creation, it helped me cope with the loneliness. Ultimately though, I was being driven by a desire to fix my own heart! Kinda corny, right?"
"It took me a long time to realize that you can't fix what ain't broken. 'Time heals all wounds', they say. Unlike machines, leave us to our own devices and we tend to fix ourselves over time. And that's why I don't believe in love or hate!"
"Wait, what? I think I lost you there. Where do love and hate factor in here?" I boggled. It was getting hard to follow her train of thought.
"Well, aren't love and hate two sides of the same coin? The people that you love the most make you feel your heart in your chest, make you feel sick even! Have you ever loved before? It's painful, believe you me. Human emotions are not ones to trifle with lightly."
"Well, I--"
"What am I saying, of course you have. Everyone has things they love and hate. But the only thing my workshop doesn't try to fix is a broken heart. I can't do anything that 'time' already does. Which also means I can't build you a time machine either, but I figured that was self-evident."
"I see." 'What would she say at a time like this? Does she regularly feel overwhelmed by the people she interviews, I wonder?'
"Was there anything else you wanted to know about? Do you need anything that I might be able to make for you? An infrared camera perhaps, or one that shoots danmaku? Whatever your situation, I can come up with a solution."
"No, I think I'll be fine for now... Perhaps I could come back another time?"
"Whatever suits you. If you need me, just bang on the door in case I can't hear you."
With that, the girl left me to my own thoughts. Why does every interview I have come back to love? Is this a conspiracy? I've never felt so anxious before. In-person interviews really are something else..