One strange girl, he has never seen, fixes heavy wood frames called Soroban in the sand, and rest leaning her body against them. The frames are used to pull up fishing boats on the beach by a winch. The frames are means to place under boats, on which a boat is moved one after another. The girl seems to have just finished this work and taken a rest.
Her face is sweating and her cheek is burning. A cold west wind is strong, but she seems to enjoy exposing her flushed face and streaming her hair in the wind.
She wears a sleeveless wadded jacket and a loose work pant, and stained work gloves.Her healthy skin color is almost same as the other girls of the land, but her eyes are quite clear and her eyebrows are thin. Her eyes gaze at the eastern sky, where between the pile of dark clouds, one red point of the sun is setting.