His family name is leisure (or among rustic by pun), first name is man (or benevolence), nickname is person (or man without equal?) and pen name is eccentric (or sleeping load). He is the ex-Surgeon General of Shonai domain in Dewa country. He knows Confucianism, Buddism and Japanese classic thoroughly. He came a tour of duty up to Edo to see doctor Warui Shian (or bad reflection) to learn the northern (licensed quarter) style bed room technique as the lord of the day, Sakai Tada-so-and-so was not blessed with an heir. Precisely, he buys everybody, first class ladies and new girls in the quarter, ladies in male attire, waitresses, bathhouse girls, night walkers and HELLs (highest evaluated lay-ladies). Before mastering the art of love making, he was emaciated by excessive eros. While in the hospital bed he red pornographies including "new girls to buy" (pun with &qout;new book of anatomy") and "introduction to Dutch wife" (pun with "introduction to Dutch study") by Shisugita Kokuhaku (pun with Sugita Genpaku who wrote the anatomy and the Dutch study book) and he was awakened. He abruptly decided to learn Dutch style love making and stole a passage to Europe. He reached Belgium via Holland and bought girls especially girls at the show window in Antwerpen (Antwerp in English, Anvers in French, Antverpia in old times). He indulged in the dissipated life with wine, women, and song. At last he spent all his travel allowance, yet he borrowed money and spent more looking forward to the money from the government. On second thoughts, he was a fugitive and his government never sent him any more money. He escaped from loan sharks and entered into vagabond life but his love of learning never be impotent. He kept borrowing and bilking and buying Prostituierte, Prostituee, Prostituerad, Prostitueret, Prostituée, Prostituta, Prostituir, Prôstibula, Prostytutka, Prostituátâ. When 26 nations' bill collectors in Europe jointly placed him on the most wanted list, he ran into the cyberspace and set up a hermitage. He temporary called himself "the master of the hall of illicit affairs" from an old Chinese saying "a lechery cannot be alone, always with illicitness". He abused the cyberspace trait of becoming a completely different man after changing name and ID. Lately he returned his name &qout;Himajin&qout; as loan sharks' vigilance lets up a little. Mr Himajin received Taoism training (which is rare in Japan), thereby he has a title "fellow". He is a leisurely fellow.
He was a peasant born in Toridemo village Dewa country. He was slightly queer since childhood gazing at a stone, etc. and became more and more eccentric as he grow. He has stopped conversation after 16, remained single even after 20, done farming only enough to eat and stared at sky as clouds come and go. And he vanished suddenly. Nobody knows what he has done subsequent 50 years. It is said that he practiced asceticism in Dewa mountains and acquired many natural forces. He suddenly returned riding on a white crane when he became such an old age with white hair and white beard. He prophesied the day he die ... and survived the day.
So embarrassed he was. He run away from the village again for good. Thinking there must be a job to live in Edo, He took his crane with him. An employment agency adviced him to go to Asakusa temple or Ryogoku temple (Ekouin). He began his business, a crane ride. The crane, however, flew over Edo castle and caught by the magistrate's office by aviation control law. Mr Himajin, also from Dewa, tried every possible means to help them. At the end, they were not charged. The trespassing is blamed on a strange place where the crane got lost. Even though Sennin was ordered to free the crane as forcing such small animal to take a man to air ride can be considered a cruelty to the animal. Sennin as he lost the means of livelihood, stayed at Mr Himajin's and became a medicine chest carryer. He is a good runner trained at Dewa mountains. He wears short thin clothes summer and winter, rolling up the bottoms of the clothes, carrys the heavy chest, run with a beard fluttering in the wind and reaches the patient's when Himajin merely gets ready to go out, when Himajin reaches the patient's house Sennin is back at Himajin's house already.
He is still a taciturn and difficult to guess his thought. But what he says once in a while is so funny. Himajin taught him to add a few words and compose a kyoka. Ordinarily a poem or a kyoka can be made by shorten the writing. Sennin can make a kyoka only by becoming talkative. That's his queer style.
He is the chief priest of the Buddhist temple "integrated discriminatory cognition upon Solar Vehicle, a modle of awakening (or window-dressed accounts which is an everyday affair by pun)" named Dr Compassion (or tax evasion). He is a fat oily-faced fleshy middle aged man. His childhood name is "one in a thousand". He raised a sparrow at the age of seven, called it Uranus, fed it caterpillars mouth-to-beak from its infancy. The sparrow is so well tamed, it alway perch on his shoulder or his head. One day, not noticing leg clinging Uranus, he treaded on the bird and killed it. He must not treat it like his friend as the size of the bird and him is so enormously different. He realized that love does not save any sentient beings. His view of life as something transient and empty grew with the years, he renounced the world and retired into Buddhism at the age of nine. He studyed under zen master Landscape (or laughable, better known as Ikku) and given a question "enmity for enmity, hatred bears another hatred; benevolence for enmity, what is for benevolence?" for zen meditation. He was enlightened, after studying at various places, when he was pissing on a frog. He immediately returned to master Landscape's and told "this is a principle of great mercy, give benevolence for benevolence and give mercy for enmity" and given the title of No Love.
No Love is quite a capable man. His influence even reaches the shogunate to some extent. He has revived the declined temple of a modle of awakening, rebuilt the main hall which had been lost by a fire and has been revered as the restorer. It is needless to say that he is a well learned scholar and very good at bribery to be advanced to such high ranking despite of his humble origins. They say that he has the all boy priest in the temple beautiful because he offer them women in the shogun's harem.
The chief priest, on the other hand, believing "even milking
has other worldly meaning", frequently goes to a brothel to reach out a woman whose karma is less fortunate. And he sometimes stay overnight to touch her heart but generally he spends money clean, calls many Geisha, tips young servants generously, orders fine liquor, takes good side dishes, sings merry and dances cheerful and at last, late at the night, he says "sorry, I let you sleep alone. I have some stupid business today" and goes home without an affair. Sarcastic men say he prefer the boy priests in the temple.
The chief priest set a hermitage in the temple and calls himself the head of No Love Hermitage (or Curt Hermitage). People call him short name curt as the full name is difficult to pronounce. On day he began to compose a moral poem to enlighten the populace. But what he makes is too theoretical or argumentative. When he was distressed of the poor fabrication, Ms Chihaya, a close harlot advised him to make kyoka. He turned to the crazy poem as the verse better fits to his character. Still he hopes to put the teachings of Buddha in kyoka in the way a sensible man can recognize whereas has it's funny.
The closed-store is doing business in a big way in Ogawacho, Edo city. It is in such a enormously big way, nobody realy knows what is their business. Yuyarou is the young owner of the store, Shimotaya. Last year, he lost his parents by an airplane accident and succeeded the business. But he neglects it and lets the general manager controls it. He has his sakayaki (hair style) fine, ties fine topknot and removes the bottom of eyebrows to keep them fine. He wears a Kimono dress with fine vertical stripes and a narrow flax-color Hakata belt with fine brown stripes and sometimes slips on a fine long maroon overcoat to makes everthing fine and slender.
He looks to be born a happy-go-lucky fellow (or a dragonfly in paradise). But he himself says he had been a larva of a dragonfly for some time after the birth. A wriggler wriggles up and down till it becomes a mosquito. But likes a larva of a dragonfly he stays at the bottom and lives a gloomy youth, thinking of the meaning of life. And one day he realized "wise men of the world have kept contemplating these difficult questions thousands and tens of thousand years" and nobody has solved them. "No way I, a man of mediocrity if to avoid the word idiot, can solve them." When he began to think of why he had kept thinking of such unsolvable questions, he hit upon an idea. On the whole one who does not afraid of death had been dead long ago, all of us who lives today is the descendant of the one who fears death so much and trys use every possible means to avoid it. You can take it for granted that we are terrified of death. What we are looking for is a something immortal which we can cling on or an indestructible testimony of our life. No more than that. The only reason why we afraid of death is it is little easier to live. At last the great truth about life dawned upon him. The life-and-death of himself does not change the universe as a whole. The quest for truth about the meaning of life is merely a cover for an instinctive hold on life.
Ever since after that, Yuuyaro lives transient life on this transient world. He does live but does not crave for, does resign but does not despair. He became a pilgrimage of a secular world. He is not ordained but not temporal any more.
Once upon a time he wrote "the last secret of Pol-pot" which does not sell well. Background of him is written on the backcover of the book by himself, though, can be cited here for those who did not read the book:
While not entering the great gate of Yoshiwara, you turn the left and go along Ohaguro drain, you can see a sign "UN: Undertaking All International Criticism". If you cannot find it, look for Otama, an artificial little finger workshop. Otama is better known and Kokurenya or UN is the building next door. It is a small and poorly built building and no way to consider a work for a well off. The business is exactly described by the sign and people call it scoldee. The business of Kokurenya is run out and denounced by the mass media when a big business likes Amerikaya (or a raccoon dog with honeyed words) or Egilshuya (or a dissent squirrel) blunder and bungle. They call it a serious matter (or shifting a responsibility). The patrons pay enough to chicken feed later for the service. Recently it finds a new patron Nihonya (or copy goods). The general manager of Nihonya is a man who attachs more importance to copying than good. As he heard that all other big business has a rank of Anpolijonin (a Buddhist priest digging in darkness), he wants the rank too and spends money recklessly after enticed by Kokurenya. Owing to it, Kokurenya and few others are saved from bankruptcy. But there are always somebody who are a cut above. The ragtags and bobtails are freeloading on the Kokurenya second floor. Nobody knows their occupation nor how they make their living. It is unbelievable that they sponge off Kokurenya in that sort of poverty. Anyway their task lookes like stroll around aimlessly or idle their time away. One of the rabbles is Isourou. He was a noted Samurai living in Edo, a vassal of the domain of Akou though his salary is low. He joined in the conspiracy to raid Kira's mansion and quite enthusiastic about it. But when the raiding day came, he called on the daytime business in Yoshiwara for the last play of the life but there he took a nap which sealed his fate. He was too late for the raid at the night and there's nothing that he can do. When he rushed to Kira's mansion, everything was over and other freelancers, his comrades had been left the scene. Consequently he couldn't know when he would be able to show his face in public again. He became a peripheral residence near Ohaguro ditch where he can stay nameless. Later he was given a second chance by Kokurenya who is also well known for being too late. The freelancer changed the name to Isourou, freeloading on the second floor, recollecting the life thereafter. Or to be told so by the people around him.
He does not worth to be introduced. He is a young man who serves as a secretary of this club. He has been adoring a best-selling novelist Ryutei Tanehiko (a seed of a willow) and became an uninvited apprentice without the permission. He hopes to be a cheap novelist like the seed soon and names himself the pollen.
Himajin (leisurely man)
Hitoridemo Sennin (one called a thousand)
Buaiso (curt)
Shimotaya Yuyarou (closed-store playboy)
Kokurenno Isourou (scrounger at UN)
Ryutei Kafunhiko (a pollen of a willow)
Those who want to be a club member may invent a silly sounding pen name with a far-fetched excuse and apply. You will be a registered member if you pass the rigorous screening which we conduct in easygoing manner. Please contact the club secretary Ryutei Kafunhiko. We also welcome an advertisement from a cosponsor. Please come up with a nice bogus advertisement.