The "Wish" of a Bag When I awoke from a long slumber, the lens of a smartphone began to photograph me as if I were a model. Not only from the front and side, but even my insides. When I was carefully sewn, polished, and imbued with spirit by the hands of a master craftsman and placed on the factory shelf, I shone brighter than anything else. A few days later, I was wrapped, placed in a box, and with my companions, I was loaded into a car. After several hours of shaking, I arrived at a special exhibition hall in a department store. I was lined up on display shelves, catching the eyes of passersby. My companions were welcomed by new owners and taken off the shelves one after another, but we larger items began to remain. On the afternoon of the day before the exhibition and sale period was to end, a customer looked at me from various angles, appraising me, and then in the next moment, without even looking at the price tag, said, "I'll take this." He looked surprised when he paid. I was placed in a box and rode the train with him. Placed on the luggage rack, I was intoxicated by the gentle sway and the sound of the rails. As soon as we arrived at his house, he said to his family, "I only have enough left for the train fare." My new owner took me out of the wrapping and placed me on his study desk, gazing at me for a while. Several days passed without him using me. One day, the house became hectic, and I was forgotten. Afterward, I was put back in the box and placed in the closet. I should have had a new place to work, but for some reason, that disappeared. Is everything a matter of fortune? No, I am not a horse, but an ox. I am a hard bag made of cowhide, carefully crafted by the hands of a craftsman. I have no means to find a place to work. A long, long time passed, and when I awoke from my slumber, everything had changed. I suddenly became a smartphone model, tasked with finding a new owner. I was listed on Mercari. I have no signs of age and I am still shining. If I am fortunate enough to meet a new owner, I am confident that I can fully utilize my capabilities. I can even hold A4 size. I can fit several thick books. Pens and a smartphone are also okay. The weight is about 1.1kg. I hope they find me soon. Thank you for accompanying me through my little story until the end. Please consider me a "bag" that is truly a "bag."