Seiun wo Kakeru Chapter 70

Chapter 70 – Making Salt (first part)

The sea unfolded.

Eiji inhaled the intense fragrance of the waves rising over the sea, and held up his hands over his head while staring at the horizon.
Next to him, Fran tried to run with her full speed.

– It’s sea-!

– Hm?

– Oh–, thank you Eiji.

Right after moving on the sandy beach, Fran was part of the way through taking off her clothes due to her overjoyment.

Normally, someone of her age wouldn’t try to become naked; nevertheless, Fran seemed to be different.

Fran remained in a position with her hands raised, still, because she didn’t show any resistance, it was easy to put the cloths on her.

– With this it should be fine. However, it’s long past midsummer[1], so you will get cold if you enter in the sea.
– I’ll be fine. Yahoo-!

Slightly ignoring Eiji’s piece of advice, Fran entered the sea.

Ah, it’s good to be young.

There ought to have been the same period of time in Eiji’s life.

It seemed to be quite a long time ago.
He couldn’t move frantically like Fran.

The stiff feeling of the hot sand, the flying seagulls, and the crying of black-tailed gulls.

What Eiji held in his hand was a wooden cup containing juice from a common pear.

– She’s one energetic girl, isn’t she?
– True.

The person who spoke to Eiji while standing next to him was a man called Edo, and at the same time, the one claiming to be the tribal chief of Marina.

Was it due to his daily exposure to the sunlight and salt wind? There were deep wrinkles on the man’s whole body, which made it look like a profoundly carved sculpture.

Perhaps the dark sunburnt skin did its job? His white teeth stood out once he laughed.

– Fernando-san, you’re not going to swim?

– Still, if you swim in a river, you should be fine, I think.
– No, I’ll give up.

Fernando refused with an expression that one could describe as unthinkable.

Eiji smiled with a grin.

– Fernando-san, the water coming from a sea have a specific taste.

– That’s right. If it’s fine by you, won’t you try drink it?
– Excellent, let’s try it out.

Fernando progressed toward the coast and scooped some water into his hands.

Edo, who also grasped Eiji’s intention, made a grin without uttering a single word.

– You might as well try drink it in one go.

– Ahahaha, that’s because it’s seawater, you see. Seawater.

– Eiji, do you enjoy setting me up that much…?! Rather than that, Mister[2] , you too, if you intend to watch me like that, please stop! Ah, my throat is…I need some fresh water!
– I don’t like it. It’s interesting this way.

At Edo, who asserted this nonchalantly, Fernando became at a loss for words.

After emptying the cup and sucking its remaining drops, he finally took a breath.

– Fuu…my throat is still dry. *sigh*, is Fran-chan okay?!

– True. That girl has swum numerous times in the sea, unlike you.

– It is, but it isn’t just that. Weren’t you able to understand a bit more about what kind of place the sea is?
– Hm…. certainly, it’s as you say. Nevertheless, I can’t quite believe this sea is made solely from saltwater.

Fernando watched the sea as if realizing something. The waves were tranquil, and Fran stood in the shallows, which reached til her waist, while doing something.
Just what is she doing? – Eiji thought

– To begin with, the salt that we use every day is made using this saltwater.

– Not in detail. But, I at least know that you can make it by simply boiling down the salt water.

– Ah-, no. I just know due to some special circumstances.

Edo’s eyes looked at Eiji suspiciously.

Even though Eiji didn’t intend to have anyone be wary of him.

Perhaps, the village of Marina was taking on the salt production single-handedly.
Well then, how should I make him let his guard down? – Eiji thought.

– Despite being able to grasp the method, we live far away in the mountains, you see. Even if  we wanted to produce salt, we can’t since there are no seas in that region.

– Saying so, if it’s fine with you, can I watch and observe the actual process of making it?

– I think I should’ve mentioned this before, but there’s no way for us to imitate your method from just its appearance. What’s more, I think it will become useful for you later on.

At Eiji’s strong statement, Edo pondered for a moment.

Umu – Edo nodded after a while. It seemed that he had reached the conclusion.

– It can’t be helped. You can watch if you want.

– Hmph, in exchange, will it really become useful to us?
– I promise you.

Edo shook his head from side to side in a giving up manner and shrugged his shoulders.

When considering the attempt of improving the efficiency in various labors, the answer, without a doubt, will arrive at reforming tools.

In other words, he thought about trying to see through what tool would be needed by observing the actual scene.

It would be fine to say that he was aroused by these thoughts.

Once Edo took him along and moved to the seaside, an elevation consisting of a range of trees that looked like a wall appeared.
Apparently, it wasn’t created by natural means, but deliberately in order to intercept the visibility from the exterior, at the same time, not making it look obvious to the outside.

It looks quite complicated, indeed. – He thought.

The method of salt production here was considerably standardized.
Even the level of concealment was much higher than in other villages.

As soon as they passed through the trees, a bank made at the coast appeared.

And then, there were villagers performing their job in front of the extending beach.
Edo directed a question toward Eiji, who observed.

– Are you curious about those holes?

– Right now, there are no waves, which can reach those holes, coming, but whenever it becomes a full moon, saltwater will flow in from that direction.

I see, so it’s the matter of high and low water?
At the time Eiji guessed Edo’s intention, Fernando tilted his head to the side.

– What kind of relationship do the moon and wave’s height have with each other? Won’t the water come in every day?

– I thought the river water increases whenever it’s raining, but, is it possible for such thing to occur?
– If you spend everyday at the seaside, you will understand even if you don’t like it.

It couldn’t be helped for Fernando to hold doubts after seeing the sea for the first time.

The shore was tightly packed with stones without leaving any gap and strengthened with concrete.

Furthermore, it was clearly harder.

– As you can see, the sand that was soaked numerous times with saltwater have changed in color. What’s more, the change in color only affects places near the surface, whereas the bottom remains its original color.

– The reason for this is unknown to me, but it’s as you say.
– The surface doesn’t feel wet, but I wonder, how does it contain the saltiness?

Fernando’s doubt was also a natural response.
It would be easier to understand if the salt covered all the places, nevertheless, was there some sort of principle as to why it only gathered near the surface?

– Could it be…

– It might be due to the capillary phenomenon[3].

– What’s, that? I’ve never heard of such thing.

Fernando and Edo put curious expressions on their faces.

Eiji nodded and decided to explain in detail.

– Whenever a part of cloth becomes wet, it continues to spread, right?

– Seawater that penetrates through the bank will soak to the deepest layer of the sand, and just like water spreading inside a cloth, it will scatter and pass in the direction of the sand surface.

– Yes. The surface of the sand will become dry once it comes into contact with the sunlight, making the salt content that is within the seawater turn into salt. The seawater will again be pulled up from the bottom, but the part which has already become salt will mostly melt, without dispersing, and continue to gather on the surface. Depending on the repetition of this procedure, large amounts of salt can be accumulated.

Eiji, who finished speaking, waited for the reaction; nevertheless, there was no reply coming.

This guy is again starting with his thoughtless stuff – is what his face was telling.

Was it perhaps too hard to comprehend for the islanders here?
Eiji felt anxious, however, that wasn’t solely the problem.

The level of difference in their knowledge was big, still, what Eiji said wasn’t something that could be deducted to such extent by the islanders after logically stacking up their thoughts.

If they had that much free time for thinking, they would probably have to prepare themselves for tomorrow's activities.
Because of that, people who were able to perform deep thinking would be considered as unusually rare beings.

If someone like Eiji was to possess a deep insight or the ability to build up a hypothesis toward a problem, that person would have the word “abnormality” embossed on him whether he wanted it or not.

On the other hand, Edo seemed to be completely overawed.

– To think that you would be able to figure out my doubt, which I’ve tried to solve for many years, with just a single glance…..
Edo’s muttered voice sounded a bit lonesome.

———-

– Well then, it looks like we can shovel with this.
– Yeah, indeed. No matter how tough you say it is, this is sand after all. The pickaxe doesn’t seem to be necessary.

Trying to change the atmosphere, Eiji checked the condition of the sand and proposed the necessary items in their current place.

At Wakayama, where Eiji used to live, a small tool like that was referred to as a ‘scoop’. Nevertheless, a problem arose when a client from the Kantou region ordered the making of a ‘shovel’.

This time, it was to be used for scooping the sand, however, its pointed tips is capable of digging up hard soil, removing stems, as well as other uses for land reclamation. It was also now possible for them to transport large amounts of sand. Most of these shovels have been traded favorably.

Edo handed one to a young man who had been working.

– Oi, Rau. Use this thing called a shovel.
– *Astonished*. Understood.

The young man, whose name was Rau, had a sunburnt, masculine appearance, which was suitable for a man living near a coast.

Despite Rau staring at the handed tool bothersomely, he began to shovel the sand without uttering a single complaint.

Jaku – this sound was generated as the blade cut in the sand.

– Oh…what’s, this?
– How does it feel, Rau?

Eiji loved this moment.
The astonishment of a user toward the result produced by Eiji’s tools; the surprised, although short, voice accompanied with the joy; and then, the doubtful voice raised up as if being unable to comprehend the reality, all of these made Eiji smile unintentionally.

– Tribal chief, I don’t quite get it, but, this is great.
– Is that so?

There is no need for the user to learn about the complex reason.
However, watching the joyful expression of the young man called Rau made Eiji feel unbearably pleasant.

Translator Notes and Comments:

[1]: Meaning it’s still too early for summer.

[2]: Or Oji-san

[3]: Or Capillary action. More info: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capillary_action
I think the first sentence in wiki should be enough for understanding ._.

[4]: Both are english words written in katakana. Apparently, the Japanese use these two words interchangeably…

Chapter end