Spice and Wolf - Volume 15 - Chapter Aft

AFTERWORD

Hi, Isuna Hasekura here. It’s been a while. It’s taken quite some time, but this is volume fifteen. Finally within shooting distance of Yoitsu, I think we can safely call this the final chapter.

And another two-part set of volumes. I wanted to write this and write that, and after cramming in so much plot, I ended up with quite an amount of text. I think you will enjoy the ride. I rather like the subtitle this time around. It’s like the subtitle for a treasure hunt action movie. Well, it’s not a precise fit, but…

By the way, I’ve done a lot of diving lately. I’ve already done it about twenty-five times this year. Every time I go to the sea I dive three times a day, so it adds up pretty quickly.

I like seeing many kinds of fish, but if I was to pick a favorite, I like the little, delicate fish, so I grab my camera and go looking all around the rocky and sandy areas. When I do, Instructor-san a short ways away blows his whistle and draws everyone’s attention and points in the direction of a manta…well, it happens a lot. Honestly, mantas feel pretty flat to me…On the other hand, I just can’t get enough of how itty-bitty gobies and clown fish are.

In particular, even though gobies are so tiny, there’s over two thousand species of them and probably a mountain of new, unclassified species besides. I like clown fish because you can take really pretty pictures even if you’re bad at photography. After that, lionfish, perhaps?

One odd and interesting species is the electric ray. If you touch the electric organs on its body, you’ll get a jolt, even with gloves on. Also, with all electric rays, you can lean on them, rub them, prod them, and they’ll never run away; I wonder why. Since a lot of them burrow into sand, maybe they still think they’re hidden, even when you’re rubbing them. Maybe it’s like an author making excuses about everything going well. It’s all right! The manuscript’s getting there! I’m not talking about me, of course.

Last, an interesting story about an octopus. When I saw Instructor-san catch one, it got away and rushed right toward me, incredibly lively. When it was about to slip between my feet, I closed my thighs and caught it right between them. It was wriggling right between my thighs. Perverse. Finally it spewed out a huge amount of ink and got away.

I’m working hard writing Part II so that it doesn’t spew out ink and get away.

See you next volume.

—Isuna Hasekura