Night of the Icebergs


I like to call a woman like that to her knees and treat her like a slave.

Ice High Saya. Saya should be pronounced Saya, not Sayo.

There is a yakitori store near Shinjuku 2-chome where I live, and I talked to the owner of the yakitori store about AV, who is divorced and currently single.

“Among the recent AV actresses, I like Ice High Saya the most. For an old bachelor like me, a woman with such an innocent face who is willing to be trampled on is really rare. A while ago, I rented a videotape of Hidaka Sayaka’s ‘Bondage Frenzy’, and I couldn’t help but masturbate to it.”

Pops was talking while grilling meat with his masturbated hand, and I told him that I would see Ice High Saya tomorrow.

“Huh? Really? Bring her here after the interview! Eat whatever you like, it’s all on me!”

The ‘Bondage Frenzy’ that Pops watched was about a passionate heroine trying her best to seduce a man who is waiting for his girlfriend, but there was also a real-life episode that was different from the storyline, where Ice High Saya mocked the co-star with disdain: “A kid who makes that kind of third-rate movie is still a long way from being a co-star in a top actress like me. You’re not ready to act with a top actress like me, come back in ten years!” The final scene, in which Ice High Saya is raped by the angry actor and sheds tears of remorse, is very realistic and realistic. Viewers will feel that Saya was indeed bullied when they see this.

“If she’s really that arrogant, Nagasawa, your interview will be a disaster. She’ll say, ‘It’s too early for you to interview me, come back in ten years!’ Ah~ I want to be bullied by Sayaka too.”

“Pops, the meat’s burnt!”

I was worried long before Pops even mentioned it. After reading all the reports on Ice High Saya, it was rumored that at just nineteen years old she had been through over five hundred men. And she’s bisexual and sleeps with lesbians. She’s really something.

You can talk nonsense in an interview and be happy with yourself

A teal colored hunter’s hat, a chevron shirt, and a denim mini skirt. This is the appearance of Ice High Sayaka that appeared before my eyes. A smiling face. She seems to be in a good mood. Great.

-I’ve already read your latest work ‘Bound Madness’.

“Whoa? You’ve seen it? There’s a part where I get abused by a male actor. I looked like a woman who needed to be beaten up. A lot of people think that’s true, and it’s been a real pain in the ass for a while.”

-I thought you might actually be that kind of woman, worried half to death. Was that really acting?

“Of course (laughs). It all goes according to the script.”

-Very good, very good.

“Hahaha, respectfully.”

-I heard you’ve slept with 500 men.

“It seems like it (laughs). I’m always babbling, and the number increases with every interview. It’s annoying to talk about the same thing every time, but it’s fun to talk nonsense. Because every time I see my own story, I laugh out loud. I think I’m a genius.”

-You were born in Yokohama?

“That’s the career answer. It’s actually Fukuoka.”

-Eh? Fukuoka? My job tomorrow is right next door to it, in Oita Mile.

“I stayed in Oita too. I grew up moving around with my dad because he was transferred.”

Before the interview, we were outside photographing. At the request of the photographer, the camera moved to the back of the ice high Xiaoyue’s buttocks, miniskirt reveals the plump little buttocks, causing my heart to skip half a beat. The photographer seemed to share the same feeling, I asked: “Your buttocks are very sexy. You’re showing them on purpose?”

“Uh-huh. I had to go with it because my hips were sagging. (laughs)”

Once the photography was done and they returned to the conference room in White Night’s study, Salad Dressing and Natto were already waiting for Ice High Saya. That was specially bought by White Night’s chairman and editor-in-chief in order to fulfill her wish.

“Wow! Really buy me food!”

The happy Ice High Saya immediately pewed through the bag of natto, poured in the salsa, and started stirring with chopsticks.

“I’ve been obsessed with natto lately. I’ve always eaten a food that I’m obsessed with. But once I get tired of it, I don’t even look at it. Men? Well, maybe that’s how I treat men. Okay, let’s eat. (GRUNTING) Waka, yummy!”

I sipped my stout. Ice High Koyo was pouring the salsa in and stirring it with the natto. A strange odor began to fill the small conference room.

-An American boy with an IQ of 200, who is 11 years old and in college, loves Japanese natto. I heard that eating natto makes you smarter.

“Really? I ate three packs the day before yesterday, so maybe my brain got better. (Hullo hullo hullo hullo)”

But does anyone add salsa to their nachos like you do?

Fukuoka’s words are horrible.

-Where were you when you knew what you were doing?

“Only three years old at the time, living in a mountain pass. Great mountain village. Before that, I think I lived in Oita, Saitama, Kanagawa, and we moved around.”

-What did your father do?

“I think it’s some kind of corporate business. Probably the kind of business that has branches all over the country and is very, very big, right? According to my reasoning, I was probably transferred around because of poor performance (laughs). My father is Japanese born in Fukuoka, but my mother is Chinese. I don’t know much about my mom. I was never asked if I was born here or in China.

I’m not sure, but mom and dad met in Yokohama. So I’m not totally messing with the lid when I say I was born in Yokohama (laughs). Hey, I’m always thinking about things I don’t understand myself ……. Am I really dad and mom’s child? (laughs)”

After kindergarten, we moved to Shimoochiai, Tokyo.

-From the countryside of Yamaguchi to the bustling city of Tokyo, has there been any impact on urban culture?

“No, I didn’t. It didn’t take me there either, always stayed at the Drop Hop. I often play alone at home.”

-What kind of girl were you?

“What kind? My dad always said that a girl’s hair should be long, so I have long hair. Up to my waist. I’m not sure if I’m a good person, but I’m a good person. Oh, very reserved and formal ….. But a ringer in elementary school.”

-Why is it ringing?

“It’s because I’m so cute (laughs). My face hasn’t changed at all since then, only my body has changed. That’s why when I meet up with my friends from then, they remember me right away, but I can’t remember who’s who. But that was the only time I was popular, and when I moved to Fukuoka a year later, I was always bullied.”

-Why?

“Mom and Dad say that no matter where they move, they have to speak standard Mandarin. They think dialects are vulgar languages. ㄨ? People would sneer at me ‘ㄨ? (What are you pretending?)’ I was very afraid of the Fukuoka language. Almost every night I would call my friends in Tokyo and cry, ‘I’m so scared!'”

-But when you live in the same place for a while, it’s only natural to use the local accent, right?

“No, I think that kind of talk is so cheap that I don’t want to use it at all. When I think about it now, it’s almost as if I was a child of ‘Gu people’s grudge’. After that, because my eyes and hair were brown, I was teased by others: ‘American, American’.” I stayed in Fukuoka for eight years, but I couldn’t get used to it. I often asked my parents to move soon, but my father had already quit his job, so there was no way he could transfer.

-Why did your father quit his job?

“Because my father was often away from home, it was hard to figure out what he was doing. Once when the school came up with an essay question about fathers, I asked my dad. ‘Dad, what do you do for a living?’ ‘Do you still need to ask? Just write it as it is.’ Dad said (laughing). So I wrote. ‘Dad is often away from home. He’s probably an informant.’ That’s when the whimsical personality started.”

-What clubs did you join in middle school?

“Volleyball club. But it’s just registered members who actually hang out at the food club. Even though it’s called the Gourmet Club, they don’t cook, but instead everyone brings in cakes and snacks to eat and chat. I can’t believe there’s such a relaxed and happy club!”

-Smoking?

“Let’s start with Kokusaiji. Nothing good or bad, everyone smokes.”

-Anyone around here involved with the Stormtroopers?

“Yes, but those guys have a bad tune and I don’t like it. And I’m not really interested in motorcycles. If I get hooked on motorcycles, maybe I’ll join the storm troopers. But the mob knows a lot of difficult kanji! They write ‘rose’ and ‘unicorn’ kanji all the time (laughs). It’s really cool!”

In the last two years of junior high school, I lived more than ten years of my life.

-What about Power Glue?

“No, I don’t smoke that stuff. Rather, cocaine (laughs).”

-Cocaine? What’s with the cocaine?

“I used to go to the ballroom. There was a medical student there who gave me something like icing sugar. It felt so good to burn it on fire and smoke it. In retrospect, I realized it was a sobering agent. I didn’t realize it was just sobriety (laughs). I also smoked marijuana. Cocaine through the nose.”

-Are all the junior high students in Fukuoka like you?

“No, I do it once in a while. Even if I do, it’s for sobriety, isn’t it? (Laughs). My friend’s father and mother look like hooligans, and when I went to his house one time, they were desperately trying to put white powder in plastic bags. The friend said, ‘They’re doing home crafts.’ (Laughs)”

-How do you feel after taking cocaine?

“Comfortable as hell. How can I describe it? I was in a HIGH mood and nothing mattered. But one time I got caught smoking cocaine in the school locker room. The teacher said, ‘You’re not smoking glue, are you? Because I was in such a high mood, I replied, ‘Absolutely not. I really wasn’t smoking glue, but cocaine (laughs).”

-Has there been any cocaine poisoning?

“Nope. It’s not like I smoke it every day. Because it wasn’t bought, it was given to me for free by a friend I met at the club.

However, there was a time when I wanted to do it so badly that I lasted for about three days. I thought that if I did it at that time, I would be addicted and poisoned, and I would go into prostitution to make money, so I tried my best to restrain myself. I hate prostitution. Although I like sex, I don’t think of it as a money transaction! It feels too nasty.

The behavior of those three days was confusing even to myself. Walking around aimlessly with a glass at home, pouring in wheat tea when I clearly didn’t want it, and realizing when I was awake that the wheat tea had been poured into about a dozen glasses.”

-What a close call, just cups and wheat tea, if it was a knife or a pistol is not finished …….

“How horrible! There may be a dozen corpses lined up in front of us!”

-When do you start having sex?

“The first sexual experience was in the summer of my second year of state. I was not high but drunk. I’ve mentioned these things 500 times, and then my friend’s brother said he wanted to take me to a hotel for an apprenticeship. I went with him in a daze and fell asleep in the hotel because I was drunk. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my lower body, and I screamed ‘it hurts …….’. I opened my eyes and realized that I was completely naked, and his brother had inserted his penis into it. I cursed the son of a bitch in my heart, but I thought forget it and let him go. He was even wearing a condom properly. From then on it was like the floodgates were wide open and it was all over.”

-Ever taken a sobriety drug or cocaine for sex?

“Two or three times.”

-So, is it exciting to be disoriented?

“I’m not that …… addicted to it unlike some of my friends who are dependent on it. Ah, it only felt really good once. It felt so strange for a medical student to shove a little bit of sobriety into their private parts and feel as if the whole thing had turned into a private part. I’m here to say that none of the medical students are any good! Every single one of them is perverted. They bring strange medical equipment when they go to bed. I can’t criticize them, but they’re all perverts. Be careful if you’re going out with a medical student.”

-How many men did you have sex with during your middle school years?

“About a year and a half since the first experience, maybe a hundred or so? Sometimes three together, and once with twenty in one.”

Did you have a part-time job?

“There is. Serves as a witch at the shrine. Standing next to the god lord during the festival, holding a stick with white and orange paper fluttering, or you can sit down too. Drinking beer when there’s no festival, and getting drunk from day to day. It was a great shrine. At that time, I earned 10,000 yen a day.”

-Drugs, sex, food clubs, witches, it’s just a great time to be in high school.

“Indeed. I feel like my life is condensed into two years in the second half of high school. I’ve lived about ten years of someone else’s life in those two years. So now that I’ve shed my shell, I’m open to everything.

There have been hellish experiences with men. I got tired of the twenty-two or twenty-three year old man I was dating and said to him with contempt and arrogance, ‘Break it up. I’m tired of you.’ The man suddenly burst into tears, grabbed a kitchen knife and yelled, ‘I’m going to kill you before I kill myself!’ He wasn’t kidding. I was so scared I ran away. There were also other men who tried to run me over with their cars. When I walked out of the school gates and noticed a car slamming into me, I panicked and ran back to my nearby home. I said, ‘There are bad people after me!’ It turned out that my mom at home said, ‘Wow? How scary.’ And then took out tea and pancakes for me (laughs).”

-But it’s pretty impressive that you, a little kid in the middle of the country, can drive an older man crazy.

“I didn’t understand it either, probably because I was young and thought it was worth pampering for a man like that. At that time I liked to read psychoanalytic books and found that those kinds of men were all unfortunate …… encounters as toddlers. There were a lot of self-mutilating, masochistic men, so I didn’t get punched, it was all about the punching more often. The old man would cry when I punched him. Ha, ha.”

-You socialize with older people, so don’t boys of your own generation become childish brats in your eyes?

“Yeah. No amount of refueling is going to be enough flavor.”

Haruki Murakami describes sex quite beautifully.

-What did you want to do in the future?

“Lawyers or politicians. I’d love to talk about something theoretical. Isn’t it both thrilling and exciting to use one’s eloquence to make a judge find someone guilty not guilty? When a teacher annoyed me at school, I would say things off the top of my head that I didn’t quite understand, such as, ‘Please get a lawyer over here.’ ‘I’m going to sue you for defamation of honor.’

So I told my parents I was going to attend Eastern University. I was scolded ‘Don’t be stupid!’ They said a girl should go to a short university to find a husband, there was no need to go to a four-year university and there wasn’t that kind of money for me to study. My parents deprived me of my dream. If my parents had supported me at that time, I would probably be a student of Waseda’s Department of Political Science and Economics instead of Tohoku University now (laughs).

I thought that if I couldn’t go to college, then there was no point in going to high school. In fact, since elementary school, I didn’t want to go to a junior high school at all. But I wanted to go to college. That’s why I envied the young man you mentioned who liked to eat natto. I wish I could have studied specialized knowledge when I was young and curious. (Hullo hullo)”

-You said you don’t want to go to high school. What does your mother think?

“At first it was a weird face, and it didn’t take long for me to crack. Told me to at least go to high school. I didn’t think there was anything I could do about it, did I? I said no, but was forced to go to Yori (high school). But after graduating from junior high school, I moved to Tokyo. I finally realized my wish to leave Fukuoka.”

-So your parents are okay with you coming to Tokyo?

“Maybe mom thinks I’m not home every night and is worried in her mind that I’m going to do something bad. So instead of putting me on display at home for her to worry about, why don’t you just let me out and save yourself the trouble? My dad doesn’t seem to care much about me.”

-What do you want to do in Tokyo?

“Working girl or something like that. Anyway, I kept my agreement with my parents to pay my own rent and rented a suite in Shinagawa. The rent is 80,000 yen. It was a bit expensive, but I wanted to maintain the minimum quality of life as a human being. Then I was introduced by a friend to work at a printing and art company. There was a lot of room for me to work during the heyday of the bubble era. The salary was about 160,000 yen. A job? Well, they told me that I just had to paint freely and that they wanted to understand the sensual world of young children. I wanted to have fun, so I worked hard every day, drawing and studying, and when I felt like it, I asked my supervisor to teach me how to use the computer. Looking back, it was a really happy job. I don’t think there are jobs like this anymore. If only I hadn’t quit and stayed with that company.”

-Salary of $160,000 and rent of $80,000. Isn’t life hard?

“Not really. He cooks for himself and brings his friends over for a meal that costs 100 yen but charges him 500 yen. It’s like running an unlicensed restaurant. He lets his uncles at work treat him to lunch, and he goes to Roppongi Pub every night, and even though he doesn’t know anyone, he doesn’t have to pay for it. The girls are in the best position.”

-Have you slept with men since you came to Tokyo?

“Yes. If you count over five hundred records, it should be over three hundred at the moment, right?”

-Don’t you feel empty and lonely when you sleep with so many men?

“Lonely ……? Well ….. It’s only empty if you only go out with one man!”

-How long did you work for that weird company before you quit?

“About six months or so. Suffered from migraines from working with computers every day ……. And of course from playing crazy every day?

Lack of sleep. Young people, play is more important than work. I slept for a whole week after I quit my job. I think it’s just simple lack of sleep (laughs).”

-What were you thinking?

“Headache wow!”

-I mean, is there any thought about the future of life?

“Well, but the headache was miles (laughs). After I got over the headache, I locked myself up in my room and read books. I had saved up about a million and a half dollars or so of New Year’s money since elementary school, so I was pretty well off. I read some Ryu Murakami, Rimi Yamada, and many other books.”

-What about Haruki Murakami?

“Most annoying! That guy writes sexual representations that feel smutty. But it manages to portray sex very skillfully and beautifully. I think that person himself thinks sex is filthy, so he depicts it beautifully. It’s annoying because I understand it. Sex is not dirty.”

I’m trying to find a way out of this.

-What’s the plan after that? You can’t just lie around and read all the time, can you? Even with all that year-end money.

“I want to write. It would probably be good to become a writer, so I went to work at a restaurant in Akasaka in order to observe various types of people in the nighttime streets. I quit after six months because I couldn’t travel at night. I still couldn’t work for more than six months. Then I went to a nightclub in Shinjuku. Because I was too young, I was immediately asked to leave. They told me to come back when I was eighteen. Now I couldn’t pay the rent, so I had to move out of my suite and stayed temporarily at my elementary school classmate’s house in Ochiai. Since I was living in my classmate’s hometown, I just had to help out with household chores, so it was a pretty relaxing time. One day when I was free, I called a lesbian hotline. After that, he started a relationship with a woman with excellent sexual skills. At the age of twenty-eight, she opened a junior high school cram school by herself.”

-She’s single?

“Married. But his husband likes men, so it’s kind of a fake marriage between a gay man and a lesbian. On our first date we took a bus to a hotel in the mountains.”

-Trying same-sex relationships for the first time?

“No. The first time was in fourth grade at State Elementary School when my sophomore cousin asked me to lick her nipples. My cousin made an uh-huh sound. I laughed out loud. The second time was in the third grade of junior high school. A girl in the same club said to me, ‘I’ve always had a crush on you.’ I ended up licking her bottom in her room. I didn’t feel disgusted because I was a girl. I also licked each other’s bottoms with my friends. But it’s exhausting to be in a same-sex relationship all the time. Licking each other’s private parts all the time excites the other person, but my jaw shakes so much.”

What happened with the 28-year-old woman?

“We dated for a long time. I was given a minimum of $50,000 when we met. At first it was all about her, then it was all about me. Tying her up, pewing her pussy, telling her, ‘So wet? She’s getting horny all of a sudden.’

Thanks to her, I moved out of my friend’s house and started living alone. She often came to my room to do housework for me. But one day she asked several times ‘What do you want to eat today?’ I ignored her as I was playing my video game and she got angry and slammed the door hard and left. I didn’t go after her because I wanted to play the video game too much. Thinking about it now, I feel so bad. With her long hair, clean-cut eyebrows, bright red lipstick, and armpit hair, she was typical of the kind of woman I liked. I like to tell a woman like that to get down on her knees and treat her like a slave.

Lost her and had to work at a serious publishing house. It’s all about writing jobs. Proofreading, for example. At that time in Kawasaki was identified by AV as a newcomer. Turned out the publishing house couldn’t do it for another six months.”

-Do both parents know what you’re doing now?

“I know, I’ve been honest. Mom said it’s fine if I don’t go into specialty sales. But at twenty-one, I couldn’t stay in the business anymore either.”

-Maybe it’s hard to make a videotape, but you’ll survive for a long time on the strip!

“Next time I’ll go, to a strip club. In May at the Asakusa ROCK Block. But one or two years tops. I’ll be twenty-two, so I’m not getting any younger. I’ve got a long life ahead of me, so what should I do? What are we going to do in the future? I have to think of something, don’t I? A politician, unlike a lawyer, doesn’t need an education or qualifications, so a politician it is!”

After the visit, I asked Ice High Saya, “Do you like barbecue?” Luckily, she answered very well, “Very much!”

An hour later, we were at a yakitori restaurant in Shinjuku Nichome. Pops surprised me by grilling the meat and giving Ice High Saya the roast duck that he rarely sells and that I’ve never eaten before.

I gazed at Hidaka Sayaka eating the delicious roast duck with completely mesmerized eyes, and remembered the time when I wanted to become a private detective. I opened a detective agency in a stupid city, and my life ended with a beautiful girl like Hikotaka Sayaka, who was a homosexual and once performed in Matsuda Yusaku’s video ‘Detective Story’, coming in and out of the office.

While thinking like this, I fell asleep without realizing it. When I opened my eyes, Bing Gao Xiaoyue was no longer there. The old man lying on the counter snoring, sleeping very sweetly.

The small but deadly poisonous night, a smile rippled from the corners of his lips and jumped towards the darkness of Erdene, seemingly wild swimming away.