so I’ve gotten familiar with it.” “That’s a big deal. I’d like to tell that to a slacker college student.” Then Kousaka aired the question he’d had earlier. “By the way, how do you translate this part?” Sanagi stood up and came behind Kousaka, looking at the part he was pointing at over his shoulder. The sweet smell of shampoo tickled his nose. She was at a distance he’d normally back away from, but since she’d just showered, it was fine. “You’re an adult and you don’t know something that simple?”, Sanagi said teasingly. “Adults aren’t quite the fantastic creatures you think they are,” Kousaka retorted. “So what does it mean?” “I think it was translated "this world full of insects” in a book I read once,“ Sanagi mused, as if searching her memory. "It was famously used in 1947 by Norman Stoll to describe the world as one where parasitic diseases run rampant.” “That’s one horrifying phrase.” Kousaka furrowed his brow. “Incidentally, even over half a decade later, the situation is almost unchanged. People all around the world unconsciously have many types of parasites in their bodies. And Japan’s no exception. Certainly well-known parasitic