The next day was hotter than usual. The schools were on break, so he didn't expect he'd find Nonomiya at the science college, but his mother hadn't provided an address for his lodgings. He decided to go anyway and see what he could find out, so around four in the afternoon he set out past the high school and entered through the Yayoichō gate. The road was covered in several centimeters of loose dirt, on which the tracks of clog supports, shoe soles, and straw sandal bottoms were finely impressed. There were also long straight tracks from cart and bicycle wheels. The road was unbearably stifling, but he felt greatly refreshed after entering the tree-covered grounds of the college. He tried the first door he came to and found it locked. The back door was locked too. Finally he came to the side door and gave it a push just in case. It was open. A janitor was dozing at the corner where the corridors intersected. As Sanshirō explained the reason for his visit, the man gazed out on the Ueno woods and struggled to regain his senses. Suddenly, he came to life and responded that Nonomiya might indeed be in, and he went off to check. The place was deserted. After a short while the janitor reappeared.
"He's here. Follow me," he said with a friendly tone. They turned a corner and descended down a concrete ramp. Their surroundings grew dim. It was much the same as being blinded in the bright sun, but his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and he was able to see his way. It was relatively cool underground. A door to their left had been propped open, and from behind it a face appeared. The large eyes and broad forehead suggested some affiliation with Buddhism. The owner of the face was wearing a suit jacket over a cotton crepe shirt, but the jacket was stained in places. He was surprisingly tall, and his slender build seemed appropriately suited to the hot weather. With his head and back in a straight line, he extended himself forward and greeted Sanshirō with a bow.
"In here," he said and disappeared back into the room. Sanshirō approached the door and peered in. Nonomiya was already seated. "In here," he said again and gestured toward a platform built from a plank and four square legs. Sanshirō took a seat on the platform, introduced himself, and added that he was newly arrived and might need occasional counsel. Nonomiya listened quietly and nodded. His demeanor was much like that of the man who'd eaten peaches on the train. Sanshirō could think of nothing further to say. Nonomiya remained silent.