Kuto’s life no. 420

Kuto had always been averse to the idea of living in the Philippines. He much preferred his native Japan, with its orderly streets and disciplined citizens. But when his parents decided to move to the Philippines for work, Kuto had no choice but to go along with them.

Now, at age 23, Kuto was still not used to the chaotic way of life in Manila. He found the heat and humidity stifling, and missed the crisp air and autumn leaves of Tokyo. He also missed Japanese food, and often went hungry because he couldn't stomach Filipino dishes like adobo or sinigang.

One day, as Kuto was wandering around aimlessly in search of something edible, he came across a small stall selling hats. His eyes lit up when he saw a brown panama hat that would be perfect for shielding him from the sun's harsh rays. He quickly bought it and put it on his head with relief.

As he continued walking, Kuto noticed that people were staring at him strangely. It wasn't until he caught a glimpse of himself in a shop window that he realized why: his hair color was dark golden brown, making him stand out like a sore thumb amongst all the black-haired Filipinos! Noticing some strands of hair peeking out from underneath his hat brim too late, Kuto hastily pulled down his hat lower over his face and quickened his pace towards home . . .