Chapter 11
We drove to a rental storage facility on the outskirts of the city. It had been five years since I’d last been there.
“Is it here?”
Shinji asked as he walked behind me.
“Yeah, but it’s been sitting here for five years, so I’m not sure if it’ll actually start….”
Saying that, I unlocked the door and reached for the shutter. When I lifted it with all my might, there was a rattling sound, dust, and the smell of oil.
Covered by a tarp was a motorcycle. A Kawasaki—I think it was from the “Ninja” series.
“Whose is this?”
“My dad’s. What do you think? Can you ride it?”
Shinji removed the motorcycle’s cover, straddled it, turned the key, and revved the engine. A roaring sound and a cloud of dust filled the air. A wave of nostalgia washed over him.
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