The inspiration for this work comes from a Japanese novel No Longer Human. The story chronicles the miserable and despairing life stories of Ōba Yōzō from his early childhood to his late twenties. However, I find his sensitive, pure, and wise soul hidden by his struggling and despairing statement. I imagine his lively soul as a fresh salmon strip, but now abandoned in a corner with stones. I hope the series of works that could remind us of the things abandoned by us might be pure and precious.