No Longer Human ( PDFDrive )

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"Comic. And that goes for Christian ministers
and Buddhist priests, too."
"Bravo! Then life must be tragic?"
"Wrong. It's comic, too."
"In that case everything becomes comic. Here's
one more for you. What about cartoonist? You
couldn't possibly call it a comic noun, could you?"
"Tragic. An extremely tragic noun."
"What do you mean? Extremely tragic is a good
description of you."
Any game which can drop to the level of such
abysmal jokes is despicable, but we were very proud
of what we considered to be an extremely witty diversion,
never before known in the salons of the world.
I had invented one other game of a rather similar
character, a guessing game of antonyms. The antonym
of black is white. But the antonym of white is red.
The antonym of red is black.
I asked now, "What's the antonym of flower?"
Horiki frowned in thought. "Let me sec. There
used to be a restaurant called the 'Flower Moon'. It
must be moon."
"That's not an antonym. It's more of a synonym.
Aren't star and garter synonymous? It's not an antonym."
"I've got it. It's bee."
"Bee?"