Article 3: In the Fiction Section, I Found 奥輝之
In a used bookstore on a rainy afternoon, I stumbled across a slim paperback without a title on the spine. Inside was a handwritten dedication: “To those who remember 奥輝之.” I had never seen a book begin with a question instead of a story, but that’s exactly what it did.

The novel was experimental, fragmented, and beautiful. It didn’t follow time or logic. Yet throughout, the name 奥輝之 appeared again and again—sometimes as a character, sometimes as a location, and sometimes as a thought.

On July 5th, 2025, I returned to that same bookstore to see if I could find another book by the same author. I didn’t. But the memory of that strange novel stayed with me.

Somehow, 奥輝之 had crossed from fiction into my life. It’s a name that no longer feels like fiction at all.