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Here right, next left, I can't go anywhere from here

Right and left, rift and leght

Hey, don't stick your hands or feet out the window!

Left here, then go right

No matter which way I go I end up in the same place

Sunny and cloudy, and then sometimes it's rainy

That's what this is like

If I make too many stops, before I know it

the day will end, the year will end, and so will my wits

My tummy's rumbling, so let's go back

Let's go back home right away

When my heart wanders, your smile will be my signpost

Let's go back together, hand in hand

Let's go back home together

You're always there, and you always find me

Even if it's roundabout, it's not a detour

Calendarstory Koyomi Sand

Iunius

Cyclists, please dismount your bike and walk it alongside you while you cross the bridge

Oh, good day, Mr. Lethararagy.

Mr. Lethararagy

Hold up, Hachikuji.

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Go very slowly

Please refrain from calling out to me as if you're utterly tired of our talks and all that's left is a vast sense of fatigue.

My name is Araragi.

Sorry! I bit my tongue.

No, you did it deliberately.

I bwit my twongue!

It wasn't deliberate?!

Clearance height

Go very slowly

Where are you off to today, Araragi?

Why, to school of course.

We've spoken about this quite recently.

I've left my life of a failing student behind me and decided to embrace the diligent high schooler life.

Thus, I'm going to school.

Even a student who isn't serious goes to school.

Hey, Hachikuji.

There's something I need to tell you.

Whatever may it be?

Oshino.

Oshino Meme.

That lovable geezer of a specialist has left the town.

That's a rather sudden development.

You never met him directly, so his departure might not mean much to you,

but you weren't complete strangers.

So I just thought I'd better let you know.

Oh, Araragi!

What became of your predicament?

Predicament?

Which one are you referring to?

You know what I'm talking about. This.

Or would another way of putting it clarify matters?

Well done on shirking that 5,000,000 yen debt.

I didn't shirk nothing!

Listen here, Hachikuji.

An Araragi always pays his debts.

I paid off what I owed Oshino in full.

My debt book is as clean as my person.

You don't say...

Well, that's a bit disappointing.

Why?

Well, just the other day, that's all you could talk about.

Which day?

Around when you were being stalked by that speedy simian.

You told me that you owed a large amount of money to Oshino and sought my consultation on the matter.

And during our consultation you mentioned that you needn't repay him in physical currency,

but you could probably monetize especially unusual stories about oddities and the like.

Currently buying bonds

Please refrain from asking for alternate change.

We exchange currency

Police patrol here

24 Hour CCTV

Money Exchange

Nothing suss going on here

Cash out your pachinko winnings

Acquainted with Antiquaries

Items in shop are for sale

Oh, I might've said that, yeah.

And so, Araragi,

ever since I have humbly been out taking walks to seek out any such pertinent tales that might aid you.

Stories of oddities, or just odd stories; things like that.

You were doing all that for little old me?

But now my plan to sell off those meticulously sought out tales to you has been ruined.

Plan? To sell?!

You weren't just gonna tell me?

Of course not.

Come on, Araragi.

I won't set the asking price at 5,000,000 yen.

Just make me an offer.

Make it worth my while.

Just so I know, how much was Hachikuji the Moneybags after?

Fifty yen will seal the deal.

Dirt cheap!

Well, it's only worth that much, anyway.

You were trying to pawn off something with an MSRP of 50 yen for 5,000,000 yen?!

So, what's this tale about?

Let's hear it.

But of course.

It is a story of sand.

Sand?

It was, if I had to describe it, like a demon scowling up at me.

A bloodcurdling visage.

The sand itself seemed as if it were an oddity.

Hachikuji discovered this as she was traipsing around looking for peculiar phenomena to sell off to me.

Fireworks which produce significant noise, or are otherwise dangerous, are strictly prohibited within the park.

Naoetsu City Maintenance Department Environmental Revitalization Center

Notice

Please do not bring your dog to this park. Dog mess is greatly troubling users of the park.

Naoetsu City

Let's all take our rubbish home. We keep the park clean together.

Please do not engage in any prohibited play in the park.

Naoetsu City Office Environmental Furtherment Division

So it's possible that she was just seeing what she wanted to see in the surface of a quite ordinary sandbox.

But would that account for her seeing the exact same demonic face in the sand on multiple different days?

That is to say,

the sand in the box would always amend itself in that ogre-like guise

no matter how it was manipulated or played with during the day.

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It was as if the sand itself possessed a will of its own.

Well, the natural thing to assume would be that this is just some prank.

It's just plain old sand.

I thought I might be able to evoke some reaction if I played in the sandbox like a child, but...

It's in really bad taste for a prank, and someone needs some scolding.

Naoetsu Park

But I guess it's not my place to interfere based solely on that sentiment.

Given that it's not an oddity, it doesn't call for any immediate action.

Especially if it's the work of human hands.

Hanekawa Tsubasa

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Hey, Araragi.

There's something on my mind.

You free to chat?

Yeah, no problem.

Hanekawa Tsubasa

Hane kawa

No group

So, it's about something I heard from Senjougahara when she checked in for her regular report.

Regular report?! The hell is that?!

During that I happened to catch something interesting.

You said you were planning on checking out the sandbox in a park

on the way home from studying at Senjougahara's place.

Is that all done and dusted now?

Just wanted to give you a call once you dealt with it.

Shame.

Shame on you, Araragi.

I thought you of all people would've been able to resolve the situation smoothly.

I only wanted to get an after-the-fact report on the matter.

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An after-the-fact report...

You've overlooked an important aspect of the investigation.

You jumped to conclusions.

Overlooked what?

You made the false assumption that the alteration had to be caused by either an oddity or human intervention.

Isn't that right?

Yeah, I guess I kinda did assume that.

Wait, there's another possible explanation?

Hanekawa Tsubasa

Hane kawa

No group

There sure is.

A third force.

That never occurred to me.

You sure do know everything.

I don't know everything.

I just know what I know.

A third force...

If it wasn't caused by either humankind nor an oddity, that'd leave us with...

Well, thinking logically and eliminating those two options,

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the only other thing I can come up with is a natural cause.

Hanekawa Tsubasa

Hane kawa

No group

That's exactly right.

So you do get it, Araragi.

But a natural phenomenon couldn't possibly cause such—

Let me clarify something, Araragi.

The forces of nature aren't restrained to just the wind and rain, right?

Now for the epilogue—or rather, the outcome.

Let me point something out.

You kept proclaiming that you investigated the sandbox,

but you only really looked at the sand, right?

A sandbox is only a sandbox when it's a box holding sand.

So you can't have really investigated the sandbox thoroughly if you never checked the box itself.

Which leads me to sand being heavy.

Every regular, garden-variety sand.

It needed no further pondering.

The bottom of the sandbox had been torn asunder.

The truth of the matter was that the fissure in the box,

likely caused by a coupling of time and weight, as Hanekawa pointed out, resulted in the sand settling into a pattern.

The pattern being in the shape of a demon was, as one might expect, purely coincidence.

For the time being, it was merely a natural phenomenon leading to a strange pattern in the sand,

but if the crack were left alone and continued to grow,

the reality is that the bottom of the box would eventually fall out, and the sand and the dirt would mix,

which could lead to an incident of quicksand or liquefaction.

But even if it didn't come to that worst-case scenario,

playing in a broken box is worryingly dangerous.

It warrants immediate action.

So that's why Hanekawa scolded me.

I guess I better call park management.

The biggest threat to the peace, and most terrifying force,

seems to have been neither human action nor the work of an oddity, but rather nature itself.

As horrifying as a demon, as frightening as the human condition.

I kick a stone away to get rid of my worries

I'm downplaying the flutter I feel this April

We were happy children full of curiosity

I was the one who pushed you forward

Let's escape our confines and stop on the way

Let's ride our bikes to far away

carrying our hopes and dreams in the basket

The future we talked about looks nice

The shadows grow longer,

and we are none the wiser