We knew the day the war was going to end toward evening of 14th. I said in my mind: "It has end!" I felt relieved and also didn't feel.
And the night fell, everybody didn't sleep a wink. Especially, people having been on duty at that radio studio never sleep a wink. Nobody slept a wink.
The war already had end. What would happen in the future? We talked each other.
And then, some lost control of feelings and felt an antipathy against army. And then, others holding a leftist thought, at the critical moment, spewed out all their theories, "There! Japan end in such an end!"
And we all drunk, worried about, angered, and spoke from their thought to everyday worries directly each other. I didn't sleep a wink. Also nobody slept a wink.