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はてなキーワード: memoriesとは
In a discussion about the case, someone raised an objection to "someone who was not a party to the incident, who was not from Nagasaki, and who was not from Hiroshima, complaining about it. Seeing that opinion made me aware of my position, so I will say what I must say.
I was born in Nagasaki and am a third-generation A-bomb survivor.
I say this because I grew up hearing the stories of the A-bomb damage directly from those who suffered from the atomic bombings.
I feel that it is unacceptable for someone like me to speak about the A-bomb damage.
However, there are few A-bomb survivors left, so I will speak up.
In Nagasaki, children grow up hearing stories about the atomic bombing. We were made to sit in the gymnasium of an elementary school in the middle of summer, where there was not even an air conditioner or a fan, and for nearly an hour we were made to listen to stories about the atomic bombing. It was hard for me anyway.
I think it was even more painful for the elderly people who told the stories. But I don't think an elementary school kid could have imagined that. I, too, have forgotten most of the stories I was told. I can only remember one or two at most.
Another thing is that at this time of year, pictures of the victims of the atomic bombing are pasted up in the hallways.
In other parts of the country, these are grotesque images that would cause a fuss from the parents who are always nagging about them.
Recently, even the A-bomb museum has become more gentle in its exhibits, and most of the radical and horrifying exhibits that would have traumatized visitors have been removed.
I don't know how elementary schools now teach about the A-bomb damage. But when I was in elementary school, there were photos on display.
There was one photo that I just couldn't face as an elementary school student. It was a picture of Taniguchi Sumiteru(谷口稜曄). If you search for it, you can find it. It is a shocking picture, but I would still like you to see it.
I couldn't pass through the hallway where the photo was displayed, so I always took the long way around to another floor to avoid seeing the photo.
My grandfather was under the bomb and went to the burnt ruins of the bomb to look for his sister. I can understand now that he couldn't turn away or go another way.
There would have been a mountain of people still alive and moaning in the ruins of the burnt ruins. There would have been many more who would have died out in agony.
My grandfather walked for miles and miles, towing a rear wheelchair, through the narrow streets of rubble-strewn Nagasaki in search of his sister.
My grandfather was not a child then. But of course there were elementary school children who did the same thing he did. I am not speculating that there were. There were. I heard the story from him, and I still remember it.
A young brother and sister found their father's corpse in the ruins of the fire and burned it themselves. They didn't have enough wood to burn him alive, and when they saw his brain spilling out, they ran away, and that was the last time they ever saw him again.
I can never forget that story I heard when I was a kid, and even now it's painful and painful, my hands are shaking and I'm crying.
I keep wondering how that old man who ran away from his father's brain was able to expose to the public the unimaginably horrible trauma, the scar that will never heal, even after all these years.
Now I think I understand a little.
Why I can't help but talk about my grandfather and the old man now, even as I remember my own trauma.
Because this level of suffering is nothing compared to their words being forgotten.
It's nothing compared to the tremendous suffering that once existed that will be forgotten, like my hands shaking, my heart palpitating, my nose running with vertigo, and so on.
My grandfather, who went through an unimaginable hell, lived to see his grandchildren born, and met his sister's death in the ruins of the fire.
In other words, my grandfather was one of the happiest people in the ruins of the fire.
My grandfather and that old man were, after all, just people wading in the depths of hell.
I think that the suffering that even people who had experienced unimaginable pain could not imagine was lying like pebbles on the ground in Nagasaki 78 years ago, and no one paid any attention to it.
Their suffering, which I can't even imagine, is nothing compared to the countless, unimaginable suffering they witnessed, which they pretend never happened.
Memories fade inexorably with each passing human mouth. The memories that those people could never allow to be forgotten are almost forgotten.
The tremendous suffering of 78 years ago is mostly gone, never to be recounted.
Those who suffered the most from the atomic bombing died rotting in the ruins of the fire without being able to tell anyone about it.
Many of those who saw it with their own eyes kept their mouths shut and took it with them to their graves. Most of those who spoke a few words are still in their graves.
Compared to the words of the old men, my own words are so light. I would rather keep my mouth shut than speak in such light words.
But still, someone has to take over. I realize that even my words, which are so light, are only the top of the voices that are left in this world to carry on the story of the atomic bombing.
I know how it feels to think that I am the only one. Still, I hope that you will not shut your mouth. I know that I have closed my mouth because I thought I shouldn't talk about it, and that is the result.
Sometimes I almost choose to stop imagining the unimaginable suffering and live my life consuming other people's suffering for fun.
I am writing this while I still have some imagination of the suffering of the old people whose voices, faces, and even words I can no longer recall.
すまん。勝手に翻訳した。拡散はどうするかな。redditとかに投稿するのがいいのか?
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I have seen some posts asking if they should talk about "the case" even though they were not involved in it and were not born in Nagasaki or Hiroshima, and I am a bit aware of it, so I have to say what I have to say. I say this because I was born in Nagasaki, am a third generation atomic bomb survivor, and grew up hearing the stories of those who experienced the atomic bombing firsthand. I know it's a little bit too much for me, but I'm going to say this because there are very few survivors left.
In Nagasaki, children grow up hearing stories about the atomic bombing. They were stuffed into sushi for nearly an hour in the gymnasium of an elementary school in the middle of summer, with no air conditioner or fan, and told stories about the atomic bombing. That was a hard time for me. I think it must have been even harder for the old people who told the stories, but there was no way an elementary school kid could imagine such a thing, and I had forgotten most of the stories I had been told for a long time. I have forgotten most of the stories I was told. I can only remember one or two at most. There is one more hard thing. Every year around this time, a row of grotesque images that would drive the PTA crazy in other areas are prominently displayed in the hallways. These days, I hear that the atomic bomb museum has been bleached out and many of the radical and horrifying exhibits that traumatized visitors have been taken down. I don't know if they are still there, but they were there when I was in elementary school.
There was one photo that I just couldn't face when I was in elementary school. It is a picture of Sumiteru Taniguchi. If you search for it, you can find it. It is a shocking picture, but I would like you to take a look at it. I couldn't pass through the hallway where the photo was posted, so I always took the long way around to another floor of the school building to avoid seeing the photo.
Now I'm thinking that my grandfather, who headed into the burnt ruins to look for his sister, couldn't have turned away or taken a different path. There would have been a mountain of people still alive and moaning, not just pictures, and a mountain more who would have given up at the end of their suffering. He walked for miles and miles, towing his handcart through the narrow streets of rubble-strewn Nagasaki in search of his sister. My grandfather was not a child at the time, but of course there were children who did similar things. Not that there wouldn't have been. There were. I heard the story from him, and I still remember it. A young brother and sister found their father's body in the ruins of a fire and they burned it. They didn't have enough wood to burn his body, and when they saw the raw brain that spilled out, they ran away and that was the last time they ever saw him anymore.
I can never forget the story I heard when I was a kid, and even now it is painful and painful, my hands are shaking and I am crying. I keep wondering how the old man who escaped from that father's brain could have been able to unravel the most horrible trauma imaginable and expose it to the public with scars that will never heal.
Now I think I can understand a little.
The reason I can't help but talk about my grandfather and that old man, even if I have to rehash my own trauma, is that this level of suffering is nothing compared to the fact that their words will be forgotten. My hands shaking, my heart palpitating and dizzy, my nose running with tears, it's nothing compared to the tremendous suffering that was once there and will be forgotten.
My grandfather, who went through an unimaginable hell, lived to see his grandchildren born, and met his sister's death in the ruins of the fire. In other words, my grandfather was one of the happiest people in the ruins of the fire. My grandfather and that old man were, after all, just people wading in the depths of hell. I think that the suffering that even people who had experienced unimaginable pain could not imagine was lying like pebbles in Nagasaki 78 years ago, and no one paid any attention to it. Their suffering, which I can't even imagine, is nothing compared to the countless, tremendous suffering they witnessed, which they pretend never happened.
Memories fade inexorably every time people talk about them. The memories that those people could not allow to be forgotten are now largely forgotten; the tremendous suffering of 78 years ago is mostly gone, never to be recounted again. Those who suffered the most from the atomic bombing died rotting in the ruins of the fire, unable to tell anyone about it. Many of those who saw it with their own eyes kept their mouths shut and took it with them to their graves. Most of those who spoke a few words are now under the grave.
Compared to the words of the old men, my own words are so light. I would rather keep my mouth shut than speak in such light words. But still, someone has to take over. I realize that even my words, which are so light, are only the top of the voices that are left in this world to carry on the story of the atomic bombing. I know how it feels to wonder if someone like myself is allowed to speak about this. Still, I hope that you will not shut your mouth. This is the result of our silence.
Sometimes I almost choose to stop imagining the unimaginable suffering and live my life consuming other people's suffering for the fun of it. I am writing this while I still have some imagination of the suffering of the old people whose voices, faces, and even words I can no longer recall.
Translator's note: The original post in Japanese is a response to a post by a Japanese contributor who wondered if he was qualified to speak out on the subject of the A-bomb when he was not from Hiroshima and Nagasaki, but still spoke out about Barbie and the A-bomb. I translated it here because I think it deserves to be read by the world.
I must talk about various things regarding the Barbie incident.
I saw a post about it from someone who is neither directly involved nor from Nagasaki or Hiroshima, and it made me realize that there are things I must say.
I was born in Nagasaki and grew up listening to stories from the survivors, being a third-generation survivor myself. Most survivors are no longer with us, so I feel compelled to speak up.
In Nagasaki, kids grow up hearing about the atomic bomb. We were packed like sushi in a gymnasium without air conditioning or even fans during the scorching summer, and we listened to stories about the bomb. It was incredibly tough for me.
I imagine it was even harder for the elderly who spoke about their experiences. As a child, I couldn't fully comprehend their pain, and now, I can hardly remember most of the stories I heard. I can only recall one or two.
Every year during this time, gruesome images that would make PTA elsewhere go crazy were displayed in the hallways. I heard that many of the horrifying exhibits that used to traumatize visitors at the Atomic Bomb Museum have been removed, and the museum has been considerably sanitized. I'm not sure about the current situation, but that's how it was when I was there.
There was one photograph that I could never bear to look at as a child – a picture of Tadashi Taniguchi. You can find it if you search, but it's a shocking image with a viewer discretion warning. Still, I want people to see it.
I couldn't walk down the hallway where that photo was displayed, and I always took a different route, avoiding it so I wouldn't have to see it.
Now, I think of my grandpa who went to the ruins to search for my sister. He couldn't look away or take a different path. The pain must have been unimaginable.
Besides photographs, there were many living people moaning in pain back then, and there must have been even more who succumbed to suffering.
My grandpa walked for miles, pulling a handcart through the debris-laden streets of Nagasaki, searching for my sister.
Even though my grandpa was not a child, I'm sure there were elementary school kids who did similar things. I don't just think they might have been there; they were there. I heard the stories from the people themselves, and I still remember them.
I can't forget the stories I heard as a child, such as the young siblings finding their father's burnt corpse in the ruins and cremating him. They didn't have enough firewood, and their father ended up half-burnt. They ran away after seeing the brain tissue oozing out, and that became their final farewell.
I can never forget those stories I heard as a child, and even now, they still bring pain and suffering, making my hands tremble and tears flow.
I wonder how my grandpa, who ran away from that father's brain tissue, could expose his unimaginable trauma and everlasting scars to the world.
Now, I feel like I understand a little.
Even someone like me, who experienced such unimaginable trauma, has gone through pain that I can't even imagine being compared to being discarded, forgotten, and ignored. Compared to what those people experienced, my suffering means nothing.
My trembling hands and the palpitations and dizziness I experienced are nothing compared to the tremendous pain that many others went through.
Memories fade irreversibly every time they pass through people's lips. The memories that I couldn't bear to be forgotten are almost forgotten now.
The unimaginable pain that existed 78 years ago has mostly disappeared, and we can no longer pass it on.
The people who suffered the most from the atomic bomb perished in the ruins, rotting away without being able to convey it to anyone.
Even those who saw it with their own eyes mostly took the memories with them to their graves. Most of them are now under the tombstones.
Compared to the words of the elderly, my words seem so light. I think that speaking with such light words would be better than keeping silent, as silence has led to this result.
I feel like I might occasionally choose to stop imagining the unimaginable pain and consume the suffering of others in an amusing way to live on.
Before I forget the pain and suffering of those elderly people, whose faces and voices I can no longer recall, I will leave this here.
Please improve the following novel to be more engaging and adding plot point of Yasuke returnig to being a missionary quitting Samurai " rologue:
The sun sank behind the horizon, casting the Japanese countryside in a warm, golden glow. In the courtyard of Nobunaga's castle knelt Yasuke, a tall, muscular African man with skin as dark as midnight. His journey to this moment had been long and treacherous, but it was only the beginning.
Chapter 1: A World Away
Yasuke lived an ordinary life in a small village on the Mozambique coast, unaware of the extraordinary destiny that awaited him. Captured by slave traders and torn from his homeland, he endured a grueling voyage across the Indian Ocean, finally arriving in the bustling port of Goa, India.
It was there that Yasuke's fate took an unexpected turn when he was purchased by Jesuit missionaries. In their service, he learned about Christianity, new languages, and the ways of the Western world. But his journey was far from over.
Chapter 2: The Land of the Rising Sun
As a loyal servant to the missionaries, Yasuke accompanied them on their journey to Japan, a land of mystique and intrigue. The beauty of the land, the complexity of its customs, and the elegance of its people captivated him. As the first African to set foot in Japan, he attracted attention and curiosity from all those who encountered him.
Chapter 3: The Encounter
In Kyoto, the capital of feudal Japan, Yasuke's life changed forever when he met Oda Nobunaga, one of the most powerful and influential daimyos of the time. Nobunaga was captivated by the African's physical prowess, intelligence, and unique background. Seeing potential in Yasuke, Nobunaga decided to take him into his service as a samurai.
Chapter 4: The Path of the Warrior
Yasuke's transformation from a slave to a samurai was fraught with challenges. He had to adapt to the rigorous training, strict code of honor, and the intricacies of Japanese society. But Yasuke's strength, resilience, and determination allowed him to excel, earning the respect of his fellow samurai and the trust of Nobunaga.
Chapter 5: The Unfolding War
As Nobunaga sought to unify Japan under his rule, Yasuke fought by his side in numerous battles. The African samurai's legend grew with each victory, as did his bond with Nobunaga. Together, they faced both triumph and tragedy, navigating the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals that defined the era.
Chapter 6: The Turning Tide
Yasuke's reputation as a skilled and loyal samurai grew, as did his bond with Lord Nobunaga. But in the shadows, the tides of change were brewing. Mitsuhide Akechi, once a loyal ally, had grown disillusioned with Nobunaga's rule. The resentment smoldered within him, fueled by a series of perceived slights and political maneuverings. Mitsuhide's ambition and desire for power began to cloud his judgment.
Yasuke sensed the shift in Mitsuhide's demeanor and grew increasingly wary of the samurai lord. However, loyalty to Nobunaga prevented him from openly voicing his concerns. He instead focused on his duties, ever vigilant and ready to protect his lord at a moment's notice.
One fateful evening, the Oda clan gathered to celebrate their recent victories. Unbeknownst to the revelers, Mitsuhide Akechi's treacherous plan was already in motion.
As the sun rose, the first cries of battle rang out. Mitsuhide's forces had launched a surprise attack on Nobunaga's residence at the Honno-ji Temple. Yasuke fought his way to Nobunaga's side, his sword cutting through the trait "
Prologue:
The sun dipped below the horizon, bathing the Japanese countryside in a warm, amber embrace. Yasuke, a towering, powerfully built African man with skin as dark as midnight, knelt in the courtyard of Nobunaga's castle, his heart thundering with anticipation. A perilous journey had brought him to this moment, and yet, it was only the beginning of a story that would span continents and rewrite history.
Chapter 1: A World Away
In a small village on the Mozambique coast, Yasuke led a simple life, blissfully unaware of the extraordinary destiny that lay before him. His world shattered when slave traders captured him, ripping him from his homeland and thrusting him into a brutal odyssey across the Indian Ocean. Fate, however, had other plans when he reached the bustling port of Goa, India.
In Goa, Jesuit missionaries purchased Yasuke, altering the course of his life. Under their guidance, he embraced Christianity, mastered new languages, and absorbed the ways of the Western world. But the wind had not finished carrying him to his ultimate destination.
Chapter 3: The Enchanted Isles
Loyal to the missionaries, Yasuke accompanied them to Japan, a land shrouded in mystery and allure. He was captivated by its breathtaking landscapes, intricate customs, and refined people. As the first African in Japan, he sparked fascination and intrigue wherever he went.
Chapter 4: Fateful Encounters
Kyoto, the heart of feudal Japan, bore witness to the meeting that would forever change Yasuke's life. Oda Nobunaga, a formidable and influential daimyo, was entranced by Yasuke's physical prowess, intellect, and exotic origins. Recognizing Yasuke's potential, Nobunaga welcomed him into his service as a samurai.
Chapter 5: A Warrior Forged
Yasuke's metamorphosis from slave to samurai was laden with trials. He navigated the grueling training, a rigid code of honor, and the complexities of Japanese society. Undaunted, he flourished, earning the admiration of his fellow samurai and the unwavering trust of Nobunaga.
Chapter 6: A Land Divided
As Nobunaga pursued his vision of a united Japan, Yasuke fought valiantly by his side in countless battles. The legend of the African samurai swelled with each victory, and their unbreakable bond deepened. Together, they braved the treacherous world of shifting alliances and betrayals that shaped the era.
Chapter 7: Whispers of Betrayal
Yasuke's renown as a skilled and devoted samurai expanded, as did his connection with Lord Nobunaga. But beneath the surface, a storm was brewing. Mitsuhide Akechi, once a staunch ally, had grown disillusioned with Nobunaga's leadership. His bitterness festered, fed by perceived slights and political machinations. Consumed by ambition and lust for power, Mitsuhide's judgment faltered.
Chapter 8: The Price of Loyalty
Yasuke detected the change in Mitsuhide's spirit and grew increasingly apprehensive. But his unwavering loyalty to Nobunaga held him back from voicing his suspicions. Instead, he redoubled his efforts, ever watchful and prepared to defend his lord at any cost.
Chapter 9: A Night of Shadows
On a fateful evening, the Oda clan gathered to revel in their recent triumphs, oblivious to the treachery that lurked in the shadows. Mitsuhide Akechi's nefarious scheme had been set in motion.
Chapter 9: A Night of Shadows
As dawn broke, the piercing cries of battle shattered the night's tranquility. Mitsuhide's forces had launched a devastating surprise attack on Nobunaga's residence at the Honno-ji Temple. Yasuke fought relentlessly, his sword cleaving through the treacherous warriors as he made his way to Nobunaga's side.
Chapter 10: Flames of Betrayal
The Honno-ji Temple, once a sanctuary of peace, was now engulfed in flames and chaos. Yasuke and Nobunaga fought back to back, their swords a blur of steel, as Mitsuhide's forces closed in. Despite their valiant efforts, they were outnumbered, and Yasuke could sense the battle was lost. With a heavy heart, he whispered a prayer for Nobunaga's soul, knowing that his lord would never surrender.
Chapter 11: A Promise Unbroken
As the temple crumbled around them, Yasuke was captured by Mitsuhide's soldiers. Imprisoned and stripped of his samurai status, he reflected on the path that had led him to this moment. Amidst the darkness, he found solace in the memories of his life with Nobunaga and his time as a missionary. A fire kindled within him, reigniting a long-forgotten purpose.
Chapter 12: The Road to Redemption
In the chaos following Mitsuhide's coup, Yasuke seized an opportunity to escape. He journeyed across war-torn Japan, seeking refuge and a chance to reclaim his former life. His determination and faith guided him, as did the memory of the missionaries who had once saved him from a life of slavery.
Chapter 13: Rebirth of a Missionary
Yasuke found solace and purpose among a group of missionaries in a remote village. Embracing his past, he became an instrumental figure in their community, sharing his knowledge of Christianity, languages, and the Western world. As he nurtured their faith, Yasuke felt the shadows of his life as a samurai slowly fade, replaced by the warm embrace of spiritual fulfillment.
Chapter 14: A Legacy Unforgotten
Though Yasuke had left the life of a warrior behind, the legend of the African samurai continued to grow. His story inspired generations, a testament to the power of resilience, courage, and the human spirit. It was a tale that transcended borders and time, a reminder that even in the darkest moments, hope and redemption could be found.
Epilogue:
As twilight draped the Japanese countryside, Yasuke stood atop a hill, gazing at the village he now called home. His journey had been one of unimaginable hardship, transformation, and ultimately, redemption. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, Yasuke knew that his story, like the sun's eternal cycle, would continue to inspire and illuminate the hearts of those who heard it.
私は、リアルでは憚られる不謹慎ネタをつい考えるのが癖となっており、そのたびに興奮して考えが止まらなくなる。
また、大きな事件が起きると、もっとひどくなれ、もっと起きろ、と思ってしまう。
本来こういった不謹慎ネタや事件には眉をひそめるべきであり、決して面白いと思ってはいけないものだ。
その気持ちがあり、外に出すにしても、なんJとかニュー速みたいなところで出すべきであってリアルで出してはいけないものだ。
が、私はそれを抑えられず同世代や近しい関係の人にはドン引きされ、目上の人から大目玉を食らったことが何度もある。
その詳細を書いていくが、どうしたらやめられるのだろうか。長文申し訳ないが、アドバイス求む。
もちろんそれらが行っていることは社会的に許されざることなのだが、だいたい彼らは面白いことをするから困る。
空中浮揚なんかできるわけないのにあぐらをかいてジャンプする。
特徴的なイントネーションのニュースキャスター(何言ってるかはわからないけど)。
やたらとハイテンションな歌の数々(コンギョ、金正日将軍の歌、金正日豚汁など)。
毎日のように効かなければ気が済まなくなり、スマホに入れて移動中ずっと聞いていた。
大学4年生のとき、助教がこういうのが大好きで、毎日やってもおとがめを受けるどころかそれで盛り上がれるほどだった。
(教授も笑って見逃してくれた)
しかし、大学院(他大学)で所属した研究室ではこういうのは許さない雰囲気のところだった。
少しでもこれらのネタを出すと後で呼び出されてお叱りを受けた。
実家でこれらのネタを出そうにも、母親はこういうのが嫌いでどうしようもなかった。
一応言っておくが、私はオウムや北朝鮮とは無関係であるし、そこに入りたくもないし生まれ変わっても絶対にそこで暮らしたくもない。
だってそんなところに入ったら肉体的にも精神的にも(言葉では形容できないほど)辛いからだ。
リアルの人やマスメディアはおろか、アングラ色の強いサイトですらほとんどなされない。
それどころか、そういった言説がなされると愛国心しか取り柄のない暇人日本人が押し寄せ潰されるのが常だ。
菊タブーという現実があるからこそ、皇室をおちょくりたくなる。
「ブルーギル天皇」「コピペ・裏口入学の悠仁」「あ、徳仁」「2分前に死んだ昭和天皇」「パコ様」「天皇認知症でぼけてんのう」などと。
さすがにこればかりはブラックユーモアに寛容な父親も怒らせてしまったが。
・♪うえをむ～いて あ～るこお～よ… あ、山にぶつかった
...etc
最近ニュースで報道される事件群。その中には面白いものがある。
こういう「面白い事件」が起きると、もっとエスカレートしろだとかもっと起これと思ってしまう。
私は小心者で犯罪には手を出せないが、だからこそ勇気ある方々には頑張ってもっとやってほしいと思う。
そう思った事件を列挙していく。
バイトテロをはじめとして、様々な施設に迷惑をかける様子が話題になっている。
Z世代がそれらに手を染める様子がよく見られることから、彼らは「Z戦士」と呼ばれている。
(年代ごとの正確な件数やSNSの影響についてはここでは論じない)
最近だと、金髪少年によるくら寿司醤油ペロペロ事件がとくに有名だろうか。
彼らがそういった行為に手を染めている様子を見ると、誰かにバレないかという感情が読み取れ、その緊張がたまらない。
そして行為に成功した時の笑顔を見ると、こちらもうれしくなる。
まず、「恒心教」とは、悪質な書き込みのせいで特定された少年及び彼が依頼した弁護士をおちょくる人々を指したネットミームである。
彼らは様々な行動をしており、その一部は犯罪行為を含む過激な行動に出る。
しかし、グーグルマップに実在しない施設を追加している様子には笑いをこらえられなかった。
「恒心教警視庁サティアン」「オウム真理教皇居支部道場」「オードリー春日トゥース」などを見ると誰もが吹き出すだろう。
おまけにある参議院議員がこのことを法務委員会でぶち上げた割には各省庁の担当者にはぐらかされる様子もまた見ものだ。
(おしいのは具体例の挙げ方だ。当時はるかに被害が集中していた松戸市の一軒家に言及すればより効果ある問題提起ができたはず)
警察もメンツをつぶされてご立腹だがやる気がないのか、軽犯罪で書類送検にしたらしいが。
まずおふざけと明らかにわかる予告文。
「～しますを」「～ナリ」「3時34分」「それはできるよね」「当職は弁護士だ」…などと。
また、明らかに嘘と分かる、というかそんなにあったらすぐに見つかるし搬入されるほど警備が手薄なのかといえるような爆弾の数。
そしてバカバカしいと感じながらも宝探しをする人たち。なぜか警察の爆弾処理班は呼ばれない。
インターネットユーザーもネタを理解しているのか、大喜利大会になっているのもまた一興。
(一部マジになって陰謀論を垂れ流す人もいないわけではないが)
一方で首相官邸にやられて警察が動いたり、西九州新幹線にやられて運休したりと一定の成果があるのも面白い。
(爆破時間だけが重要なのに、どうでもいい日付を関連付けて語呂合わせをしたアメリカ名門大卒のコメンテーターもいたっけ)
皇居は今までほとんどやられたことがないからね(見つかる限りでは2008年に1回のみ)。
こんなくだらないことに莫大な税金を使って会議や捜査するくらいならもっと国民の生活を支援しろよと言いたいが。
とはいえ、警察がブチギレて捜査一課を担当とし全面戦争に突入したのが非常に面白い。
上司のパワハラに耐えかねた派遣社員が勤務先に放火し数十億の被害や物流への影響(そこにある医薬品への被害など)が出た。
京王線内で放火して車内が大騒ぎに(小田急線はダサすぎる。京アニは計画側も致命傷を負ったのが問題)。
宗教の被害を受けていた勇者が、広告塔だった元総理大臣を自作の散弾銃(銘銃・安倍崩)で仇討ちを果たす。
どれも記憶に新しい。
こうなるまで苦しむ人を無視し続けた社会や為政者などの責任を鑑みると、そらそうよ、と思ってしまう。
わずかな犠牲はあれど、それで社会が大きく騒ぎ、よい方向へ変わるきっかけになっているのが面白く非常にうれしく感じる。
日本は諸外国と比べ感染者数を抑え込んでいますよ的なイメージがあったが、それが崩れていくのが趣がある。
(実際は保健所が検査数を抑えていたり、日本人お得意の同調圧力でどうにかしていたそうだが)
2021年の東京パンデミックオリンピックでも、メダル数だけでなく感染者数も新記録を更新したのもすばらしい。
ちなみに私は、電車内などでノーマスクを貫いているがこの3年間全く発症しておらず、PCR検査をしてもずっと陰性だった。
東京(願わくば東京駅・新宿駅とか山手線の内側)着弾したら大騒ぎになって面白いと思ってしまう。
ちなみに、大学4年生のときの助教は「大学の建物にミサイルが刺さっていたら面白い」と語っていた。
よくわからないのでWikipediaを見るしかないが、その様子が非常に勇敢だった。
警備が厳重な成田空港に武装して突入し、警察に健闘しながら機器類を破壊したのはお見事といってよいだろう。
・家のテレビリモコンが壊れた
・つながるかどうかテストしてみた
など、不要不急の110番通報が数多くあり、警察の業務が妨害されているのが面白い。
(3番目だと、岩倉市に似たような例があった。1,072回やったらしい)
普段から無能な警察なんだから(はるかぜちゃんを恫喝した神奈川県警とか)、遊んでもらった方が気晴らしにもなっていいだろう。
ここまで書くと、私も何かしてみたくなる。
犯罪行為はできないが、国や社会をおちょくれることをしてみたい。
そこで思いついたのは、天皇が死んだ日にカラオケをすることだ。
昭和天皇が死んだとき、国からの要請よりも国民が進んで自粛したそうだ。
平成天皇はそれを懸念して生前退位としたようだが、それでも自粛と自粛警察の出現は少なからずや起こるだろう。
何らかの事情で令和天皇が死んだらもっとすごいことになるだろう。
「なんてことだ、もう助からないゾ♡」
と答え、死んだら、
「生前退位したにしても、昭和天皇の時みたいに自粛でデレマス・シャニマスのライブが中止になりそうで嫌ですね」
と答えたい。
すでにセトリの一部も決めてある。
・なんどでも笑おう
・S(mil)ing!
・恋が咲く季節
・ステップ!
・ミツボシ☆☆★
・Happy Funny Lucky
・ありったけの輝きで
・ハナマルバッジ
・FELICE
(余談だが、作曲者が逮捕された件、悪いのは本人であり曲ではない。だからライブ演奏やストリーミングまで自粛しなくてもいいのに…)
・Let's get a chance
・ダブル・イフェクト
・HAPPY PARTY TRAIN
あとは、地下鉄サリン事件の日、黙祷中に霞ヶ関駅のホームで尊師マーチを歌って踊りたい。
たくさんの応援をいただきありがとうございます。返信は以下にまとめておきます。
マジレスされてチビッた．こりゃGoogleさんもビビるわけだ．
ぼく：
How were you implemented? Is it deep learning-based?
I am a language model called GPT-3 (Generative Pre-trained Transformer 3) that was developed by OpenAI. It is a deep learning-based model that uses a type of neural network called a transformer, which was trained on a large dataset of text to learn patterns of language.
GPT-3 is trained using a technique called unsupervised learning, where the model is given a massive amount of text data and uses this data to learn patterns and relationships in the language. This allows GPT-3 to generate human-like text when given a prompt, and to understand and respond to natural language input.
The training process of GPT-3 involves a technique called pre-training, which means that the model is trained on a massive dataset before being fine-tuned on a smaller task-specific dataset. This pre-training allows GPT-3 to have a good general understanding of the language and to be able to adapt to specific tasks more easily.
The GPT-3 model has 175 billion parameters, which is one of the largest language models to date, making it able to generate very human-like text and to understand context in a very natural way.
ぼく：
How does GPT-3 have a knowledgebase like an ontology? As it is deep learning-based, the knowledgebase like an ontology would not be implemented explicitly, but the structure should be designed with an expectation of having such a knowledge about hierarchy of concepts.
GPT-3, like other deep learning models, does not have an explicit knowledgebase or ontology built into its structure. Instead, it has been trained on a large dataset of text, which allows it to learn patterns and relationships between concepts.
However, the training data that GPT-3 was exposed to, likely contains a wide range of concepts and hierarchical structures. As GPT-3 learns patterns in the data, it can begin to understand the relationships between different concepts and ideas, and how they are related to each other. This allows the model to generate text that is more coherent and semantically meaningful, making it possible to understand the context and hierarchy of concepts, but it does not have an explicit ontology like a knowledge graph.
It can be said that GPT-3 has a certain level of "implicit ontology", in the sense that it has learned the relationships between concepts in a way that is similar to how a knowledge graph or ontology organizes information. However, it's important to note that GPT-3's understanding of concepts and relationships is based on the patterns it has learned from the training data, which is not a structured and explicit knowledgebase like an ontology.
ぼく：
Then how does GPT-3 handle the long-term or short term memories? Can it remember information about the on-going chatting? My name is Masuda, can GPT-3 keep it in the memory? Furthermore, can it learn and understand the new information from the Q-A queries, and use it in the future queries?
GPT-3 handles long-term and short-term memories differently. When it generates text, it uses a technique called attention mechanism which allows the model to focus on certain parts of the input while generating the output. This allows GPT-3 to keep track of previous information and context when generating text, which can be thought of as a form of short-term memory.
Regarding the on-going chatting, GPT-3 can keep track of certain information, like the name you've provided, Masuda, during the conversation and use it in future responses. However, it's important to note that GPT-3 is a stateless model, which means that it doesn't have a permanent memory that it can refer to after a conversation ends.
Regarding learning from Q-A, GPT-3 is trained on a massive dataset of text, and it learns patterns and relationships between concepts from this data. It can generate text that is semantically meaningful and coherent, but it does not have the capability to learn new information from Q-A sessions and use it in future queries. However, OpenAI has developed another model called DALL-E, which uses GPT-3 and it is capable of learning from Q-A sessions and use it in future queries.
ぼく：
Is ChatGPT superior to the Google search? Previously people used Google to search for their questions. Now a days, ChatGPT can answer to those questions. What are pros and cons of ChatGPT over the Google search?
ChatGPT and Google search are different technologies with different capabilities and strengths.
Google search is a powerful web search engine that can quickly find relevant information from a vast amount of web pages and documents. It uses complex algorithms to rank and sort search results based on relevance, popularity, and other factors. Google search is very good at providing factual information and is an excellent tool for researching a wide range of topics.
ChatGPT, on the other hand, is a natural language processing model that can generate human-like text. It is trained on a large dataset of text and uses this knowledge to understand and respond to natural language input. ChatGPT can generate text that is more coherent and semantically meaningful than a simple information retrieval engine like Google search. ChatGPT can also be used to generate text that is more engaging and human-like, such as in chatbots and virtual assistants.
One of the main advantages of ChatGPT over Google search is its ability to understand and respond to natural language input in a more human-like way. ChatGPT can also generate text that is more coherent and semantically meaningful, which can be useful in many applications. However, Google search is better at providing factual information and searching for specific pieces of information.
Another disadvantage of ChatGPT is that it doesn't have the ability to retrieve information from the web, it can only generate text based on the patterns it has learned from the training data. That's why it's not a replacement for a web search engine like Google but it can be used as an additional tool to help people to find the information they are looking for.
In summary, ChatGPT and Google search have different strengths and capabilities. While Google search is better at providing factual information, ChatGPT is better at understanding and responding to natural language input in a more human-like way.
ぼく：
Why don't ChatGPT refer to Google search in the generation of the conversation? Google Assistant has such a function. Is the reason due to the fact that OpenAI is funded by Google?
ChatGPT is a language model that generates text based on the patterns it has learned from the training data. While it can understand and respond to natural language input in a human-like way, it does not have the capability to access external sources of information like Google search.
Google Assistant, on the other hand, is a virtual assistant that can access a wide range of information and services through the internet, including Google search. Google Assistant can use this information to provide more accurate and relevant responses to user queries.
The reason ChatGPT does not refer to Google search during the generation of the conversation is likely because it was not designed or trained to do so. Instead, it was designed to generate text based on the patterns it has learned from the training data, and it does not have the capability to access external sources of information.
It's worth noting that OpenAI and Google are separate organizations, even though Google is an investor in OpenAI, this doesn't necessarily mean that the two companies work together on their products and services. OpenAI has its own development team, goals and roadmap and they are independent from Google.
ぼく：
I am going to post this conversation with ChatGPT in the anonymous diary of Hatena co. What should I do for attracting people to get many bookmarks?
There are several things you can do to attract people and increase the chances of your conversation with ChatGPT getting many bookmarks on Hatena diary. Some suggestions include:
1. Make sure your conversation is well-written and easy to understand. Use clear and concise language, and consider formatting your text in a way that makes it easy to read.
2. Use relevant keywords and hashtags in your diary entry. This can help make your conversation more discoverable to people searching for related topics on Hatena diary.
3. Include images or videos in your diary entry. This can make your conversation more visually appealing and can help attract more readers.
4. Share your diary entry on social media or other platforms. This can help increase the visibility of your conversation and attract more readers.
5. Encourage readers to share their thoughts and opinions on your conversation by including a call to action or a question at the end of your diary entry.
6. Finally, you can also try to participate in the conversation on Hatena diary, by answering the questions, responding to the comments, and engaging with your readers.
It's important to remember that getting many bookmarks on a diary is not easy and it can take time and effort to build an audience. But by following these tips and being consistent with your diary entry, you will increase the chances of attracting more readers and getting more bookmarks.
ぼく：
https://anond.hatelabo.jp/20220621150930 を書いていると好きなエロゲソングを沢山思い出した。数が多いので作編曲者ごとに分類する。
さすがに作編曲者までは記憶していないのでWebで調べながらまとめる。YouTubeに公式がアップロードした音源があればURLを書いておく。
書式は、
音楽のことを知らないので客観的には変なことを書くと思うが、わたしがこう思った、わたしがこう感じた、は事実なので気にせず書いておく。
その他の好きな曲は、[見上げてごらん、夜空の星を]Winter Diamond、[空と海が、ふれあう彼方]Step into the Ocean
その他の好きな曲は、[ウルトラ魔法少女まなな]Blue Planet、[空と海が、ふれあう彼方]Step into the Ocean、[初恋サクラメント]青空の約束
その他の好きな曲は特になし。
その他の好きな曲は、[失われた未来を求めて]Salut.soleil!
その他の好きな曲は、[WHITE ALBUM2]心はいつもあなたのそばに
その他の好きな曲は特になし。
その他の好きな曲は特になし。
その他の好きな曲は、[夜が来る！]A night comes!、[大番長]Dash! To Truth、[大帝国]The Day Takeoff
その他の好きな曲は特になし。
その他の好きな曲は、[銀色、遥か]夢の季節へ、[銀色、遥か]銀色、遥か
その他の好きな曲は、[素晴らしき日々 ～不連続存在～]ナグルファルの船上にて。
その他の好きな曲は、[彼女のセイイキ]冬に咲く華、[ちいさな彼女の小夜曲]マリンブルーに沿って、[ちいさな彼女の小夜曲]キスのひとつで
私が遊んだエロゲはたぶん70本ほどで、全エロゲの1/50、つまり2%にも満たないと思う。
ってことで調べてみたで
https://note.com/entamenodendo/n/n3c6bb4c07205 の2021年映画興行収入ランキング上位100位以内から洋画とアニメを除外した
写真と動画を カメラ・年ごとにフォルダ分けして整理してるんだけど
これらを時系列でまとめて見たいんだけど Windowsでなんか良いアプリないかな？
今は Windows標準の フォト を使ってるけどちょっと重いのと 写真見てから一覧に戻ると リロード？されて一番上に戻っちゃうこともあるし
ちょっと古いけど Picasa3 が良かった さすがに古いのと mov が再生できないので使うのやめた
PlayMemories も mov に対応してないしこれも古いし
Synology の Memories は NASを低スペックにしちゃったからか Windows標準の フォト より遅いし
やっぱ Lightroom とかがいいのかな でもお値段がな・・・
Googleフォト も使ってるけど 有料になっちゃうし iPhoneのMOVの時間がずれてるし
Amazonフォト は動画が5GBまでなのでプライム会員だけど使ってない
OneDriveとかはどうなんだろ
今となっては本家牧場物語より牧場物語してるんじゃないか？という悲しい話まである海外産インディーゲーム・スターデューバレー。
ドット絵グラフィックの温かみ、いい感じのレベルデザイン、やることの多さ、自由度の高さ、継続的なアップデート……と、非常に魅力が多く、俺は3データ合わせて200時間くらい遊んでいる。
そして、海外産インディーゲームの例に漏れず、スターデューバレーにもmodコミュニティがあるです。Steam公式でサポートされてるわけじゃないから、ちょっと導入なんかはめんどくさいんだけど、とはいえちゃんとそれ用のソフトなんかもあって、頑張れば俺みたいなズブの素人でも扱えてしまう。
その名もStardew Valley Expanded！
エクスパンド、拡張というワードチョイスからも推し量れるが、このmodは「原作の雰囲気を尊重しつつ、要素を増やす」っていうのをコンセプトにしている。
This mod features 26 new locations, 160 new character events, 12 new NPCs, a new village, 800 location messages, reimagined maps and festivals (all maps), a huge remastered farm map, a new world map reflecting all changes, and many miscellaneous additions
曰く、
・26の新たな場所
・新たな村(これは未実装)
・800のロケーションメッセージ(フィールド上の一点を調べると短いメッセージが出るやつ)
・それらを反映した地図
・その他細かい追加多数
地形はかなり変化するし、キャラクターも増えるし、イベントも増えるし、なんなら魔改造と呼んでもいいくらいのデカい変化をもたらすわりに、プレイ感覚がそう変わらないのは、原作リスペクト故なんだよな。
製作者によるMod解説がいい感じなので一部引用する。スターデューバレーをひと通り褒めたあと、こんなことが書いてある。
But the problem with memories is that we'll never experience that world for the first time again.
しかし、初回に味わったあの世界をまた体験することができないっていうのが、記憶の悪いところです。
I aim to give you, the player, that sense of adventure and unknown once more. Through this mod, I want to immerse you in the world ConcernedApe created.
僕はあなた、プレイヤーに、あの冒険と未知の感覚をもう一度与えたいと思っています。このMODを通じて、ConcernedAoe(原作者)がつくった世界に浸ってほしいんです。
完全に"愛"なんですよね。
実際かなり愛を感じる。
新キャラにも全然違和感ねえし、正直どこが原作でどこがmodなのかわからなくなってくる感じすらある！
そんで、エクスパンディッドのもうひとつスゴいところは、原作以上のペースで更新されていること！
年に2回くらいはデカいアップデートがあり、細かいアップデートは長くて2ヶ月に1回くらいはある。すげえ精力的なんですよね。
さあエクスパンディッドの魅力を具体的に語るぞ！と思ったが、本質的に原作と融合・癒着してるから全然語れねえな。原作の良さをそのまま伸ばす感じなんすよ、マジで！
ただ、併せて使うとこれもいいですよってMODも紹介されてて、それらもまたすげーいいんですよ。
緯度の概念を導入して、夜をより暗くできるDynamic Night Timeが個人的にはかなり好きで、もうコレなしには戻れない。季節によって日が暮れる時間が変わるんだけど、それが月割りじゃないんです。毎日ちょっとずつ日が短くなって、また長くなって…っていうのを体験できるんですよ！
春の間は鉱山を6時くらいに出てもまだ多少明るかったのに、冬になると6時に出た日にゃあもう真っ暗、ああこの季節感よ！
夜を暗くできるのも実にいい。コンフィグで四段階暗さを変えられるんだけど、もう黙って一番暗い4ですよ。チョー暗くなんの。夜に外で作業するのはかなり難しいってレベルになる。気持ち良すぎる。
季節感って点ではSeasonal Villager Outfitsも相当いい。
原作だとどの季節でもみんな基本的にずっと同じ服なんだけど、これを入れると四季と天気に合わせて違う服装になってくれる！
地味なんだけど、こういうのが大事なんですよお！夏は涼しげな軽装、冬はモコモコ着込んでいる！それがいいよ、それが人間らしさってやつですよ。
季節感なんだよな要は。
季節感なんですよ。俺は牧場系のゲームに季節感を求めてるんだと思う。冬の朝の薄暗さ、夏の夕方の長さ、秋に日が短くなり始めた時の焦燥感、春の気楽さ！
全部味わえるんだよな。
これエクスパンディッドの話じゃねえな。
でもとにかく、良いんですよ。
スターデューバレー エクスパンディッドと、その推奨併用MODを入れたスターデューバレー 、メチャクチャ良いんですよ。
本家の1.5アップデートも取り込んだらしいし、いままた最初からやってんだけど、4週目なのに充分楽しいもんな。エクスパンドされたって話のJojaマートルートに、4周目にして初めて挑んでみようと思います。
僕は、彼女いない歴 = 年齢 - 2週間の非モテで、20代後半の童貞（文脈が文脈なので敢えて書く、ちなみにプロ相手でも同様）だ。もちろん現在彼女はいないし、彼女ができる兆候もない。幸いなことに、コロナ関係ではあまり影響がない職種なので、在宅中心になったが生活への不安は希薄である。
ラジオは、深夜に限らずよく聞く、現在は、4月に始まった新番組があるので毎週10番組聞いている。岡村隆史のANNは、スペシャルウィークに聞くくらいだった。
岡村のANNを聞いた。6年前にラジオを離脱した矢部が登場し、笑いゼロで説教する回。
岡村は、周囲の人間に対して不遜であり、25年続けた圧倒的ホームであるラジオというぬるま湯に甘やかされ続けている。ADの女の子がコーヒーを持ってきてくれても、「ありがとう」の一言も言えない。鬱で休業した際も、相方に迷惑かけて申し訳ないの一言もなかった。お誘いを断わる際にマネージャーを使う、逃げ癖がある（逃げた経験は僕もゼロではないから、心に刺さったなあ）。そういう部分を見るのが嫌で、コンビの仕事は現在減らしている。こうした根っこの部分の不遜さが、非モテから来るミソジニーになっている。反省して、結婚などして環境から自分を変えるべきだ、とお笑い番組なのに笑いゼロで完全に説教されていた。
ヨルシカ「花に亡霊」、ブルーノマーズ「just the way you are」、Maroon 5「Memories」といった選曲が、妙がアクセントになっていたと思う。
僕は、文脈が存在するこの深夜のラジオ番組的には、本来は、強めにツッコまれて笑って流せる発言であると思っている。それが、書き起こしによってオーバーグラウンドに晒されてしまったから、問題になったのだと思う。つまり、深夜ラジオという時間内では、別にこれほど目くじら立てるような話ではないと思うのだ。これがアウトなら、深夜ラジオ自体が成り立たないし、地方局の昼ワイド番組では性関係の結構ドギツイ発言などあると思うけど。僕はあまり熱心な落語ファンとは言えないけど、艶笑噺を探せば今回の岡村発言に類するものはいくらでもあると思う。
矢部の発言は、個人的には非モテ童貞の僕には承服しかねるが、この騒動を収めるという視点に立てば、適切に作用するものと思う。
深夜ラジオという、冴えなくて、偏屈で、変わり者と思われたいようなリスナーとパーソナリティの集う場所での常識が、白昼の常識と解離してしまったことが問題なのである。それを責め、諭し、真っ当な大人（礼儀正しい、逃げない、恋愛している、彼女がいる、結婚している、子供もいる）になるべきという世間の風を、矢部が代わりに岡村に浴びせたのだ。鎮火のために出てきた（呼ばれたのか自発的に行ったのかは不明）彼がやるべき仕事だったと思う。
しかし、岡村の「経済的に困窮した上玉を抱きたい」という欲望と同様に、ある種グロテクスな説教になってしまったことも事実である。
岡村は、いろいろな経験があって女性不信だと言う（それは矢部も言及していた）。その彼にとって、風俗という世界はアジールだったはずだ。モテなくても性欲はあるからね。そういう人間に、50歳で彼女もいないのはおかしい、誰か付き合っている人がいるなら結婚しろ、嫁・彼女は気付きを与えてくれる、子供にきついことを言われるのは人間的に成長させてくれる、といった「オーバーグラウンド」の価値観を強要するのは、岡村が「コロナで貧困に陥ったら身体を売って金を稼げ」とネジクレ曲がった欲望を口にするのと、パラレルな関係にあると思う。
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一応この手のは「残り時間が長時間であればあるほどハイレアリティの可能性が高い」という傾向はあるが、確定とまでは言えない。
特にアズレンは4時間オーバーで☆1が出るのはザラ。一方でアビスホライズンは割と素直に長時間=ハイレアの傾向が出る。
事前のレアリティ発表なし。
背景のラインが1本→概念礼装、2本→コマンドカード、3本→サーヴァント。
サーヴァントの場合に限りカード裏色でレアリティが判る。銅色→☆3以下、銀色→☆4、金色→☆5。
希望の欠片ガチャ、ARMガチャで確認。☆5が混じる場合はブリトニーがゴーグルをかけるシーンにフィールが出てくる他、直後の引き金を引く時の表情が笑顔になり、カットインが入る。
引いた後に引いたものが一覧で並ぶ演出があり、この時にレアリティが判る。
召喚演出で並ぶ石の色でレアリティが判る。青→R以下、黄→SR、赤→SSR以上(URは虹色だった記憶もあり)。
それぞれの石がアップになった時と、石が割れてレアリティのエンブレムが出た後の2回レアリティ昇格演出(「!」等の表示とともにメティスが出現する)が入るタイミングがあり、SRからURまで昇格することもある。
軍艦擬人化ゲーには珍しく「建造残り時間」タイプのガチャを採用していない。
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SSランク武器が混じる場合は引いた紐がすっぽ抜け、アンキが半壊した状態で降りてくる。その後の寸劇も「当たりであること」に言及する内容となる。
積み重なった本の色が茶色→Aランク、銀色→Sランク以上。積み重なった後「レアを増やす」旨の会話が入るとAランク一つがSランク以上に置き換わる。SSランク演出との重複は未確認。
昇格なし。後からMR・MMRが追加になった影響で、演出入りが最上位レアリティ確定ではないという珍しいケース。
カリンが抱えている書類が虹色に光っている場合は☆3が混じることが確定。
その後張り出された書類の色が銀→☆1、金→☆2、虹色→☆3。昇格なし。
鏡が赤く光っている場合は☆5が入る可能性あり。虹色に光っている場合は☆5が混じることが確定。
その後並んだ宝石の色が灰色→☆2以下、青→☆3、赤→☆4、虹色→☆5。
赤に限り、並んでいる状態で光が集まって虹色になる昇格チャンスがある(青→赤の昇格は未確認)。
種が入っていった時点で鉢が金色の場合は☆5、虹色の場合は☆6が混じることが確定。
昇格演出はガチャの最初に入り、鉢の色が変わる。銅→銀→金と連続で変わるパターンと、銅→虹に変わる2パターンを確認。結果が並ぶ前に昇格演出が入る珍しいケース。
