Part 1: After leaving Omelas... The flute boy of that summer festival, having grown, finally realizes what it is behind his joyful life, behind his sweet, thin magic of tune. He leaves the city either, as all those leaving who he used to regard as ridiculous. Why did they give up the pleasure? Now he understands, behind that pleasure, when their excitement gradually cools down, there is a pathetic boy torturing their mind at late night. The flute boy walks alone along the path, through fields, across the river, over the mountain, finally arriving at another populated city, Salemo. On his arriving at this city, he feels a similar happy atmosphere, the peaceful and kind citizens, the clean street, the innocent children, just like a past him. After a long, tiring journey, being in such a comfortable city is no doubt a wonderful thing, but he can’t relax himself due to this kind of feeling. Is there really a perfect city in the world? Is there another boy just like that in Omelas? He finds the answer when seeing a messy and dark basement by the roadside. He looks into the window, there is a dirty girl sitting on the ground. There is a difference: it’s not a boy, but a girl. The disappointment strikes the boy, but he leaves Salemo without hesitation and continues another journey.