“If the wind-up bird doesn’t wind the clockwork, the world won’t move.”
Complete edition commemorating the 25th anniversary of publication
Winner of the 47th Yomiuri Literary Award
The most important work in Haruki Murakami's career
A record of a being who confronts a history of violence to reclaim what was lost.

A set of the long novel 『The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle』 by Haruki Murakami, a representative Japanese author, has been published.
"The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle" is a masterpiece consisting of three volumes, and is a watershed novel in the world of Haruki Murakami, who had previously mainly depicted the loss of youth and the pain of maturity.
This novel, which weaves together a man's struggle to reclaim his lost wife and a history of real-life violence, has resonated widely not only in Japan but also overseas.
The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle sold over 2.27 million copies in Japan alone (as of 2002) and won the Yomiuri Literary Award in 1995.
It has been translated into over 35 languages ​​and was nominated for the International IMPAC Dublin Literary Award, putting Haruki Murakami on the map as a world-renowned author.


This set of 『The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle』 published by Minumsa is a complete edition, newly translated and edited by the author himself, to commemorate the 25th anniversary of its publication in 2019.
Minumsa presents a general edition consisting of three volumes.
It will be a welcome gift not only for Harukist, a fan of Haruki Murakami, but also for readers who are new to the world of Haruki.

“I need ten minutes,” the woman blurted out.
I'm pretty confident that I remember people's voices quite well.
It was an unknown voice.
“Excuse me, who are you calling from?” I asked politely.
“I bet on you.
Please give me some time, even if it's just 10 minutes.
“Then we will get to know each other better,” said the woman.
It's a low, soft, and featureless voice.
“Can we get to know each other?”
“Each other’s feelings.” ---From “Volume 1”

“For your age, you sometimes have very pessimistic thoughts.”
“What do you mean by that Pesci thing?”
“Pessimistic.
“It means that you only see the dark side of this world.”
Pessimistic, she muttered the word several times.
“Mr. Wind-Up Bird,” she said, looking up at me with a fixed stare.
“I’m only sixteen years old and I don’t know much about the world, but I can say this with absolute certainty:
If I am pessimistic, then all the adults in this world who are not pessimistic are fools.” --- From “Volume 1”

The war we are waging now is not a normal war in any way, sir.
This is not a war where there is a front line and you face the enemy and fight a decisive battle.
(Omitted) Among them, many terrible things were done in Nanjing.
It was the same for our unit.
Dozens of people are thrown into the well, and a few grenades are thrown from above.
Besides that, I did things that are beyond words.
Sir, there is no justification in this war.
This is just slaughter.
And in the end, it is the poor peasants who are trampled and killed.
---From Volume 1

I couldn't even feel my body.
I felt like a torn wreck, a ruin.
And in my empty head, Sergeant Honda's prophecy came back to life again.
It is the prophecy that I said I would never die in mainland China.
Now that the light has come and gone, I can firmly believe in his prophecy.
Because I didn't die where I was supposed to die, at the time I was supposed to die.
It's not that I didn't die there, it's that I couldn't die.
Do you understand?
And so my grace was lost.
---From Volume 1

“I’m the wind-up bird guy,” she said quietly.
“Think about it.
Think about it.
“Think about it.” Then he put the lid back on the well mouth.
---From Volume 2

I wondered what I really knew about Kumiko.
I held the empty beer can in my hand, quietly crushed it, and threw it into the trash can.
Was it possible that Kumiko, whom I thought I understood, and whom I had held and had sex with as my wife for years, was only a very shallow surface of the human being called Kumiko?
Just as most of this world belongs to the realm of jellyfish.
So what were the six years that Kumiko and I spent together like?
What does that mean?
---From Volume 2

Maybe I'll lose.
I might be lost.
You may not achieve anything.
Even if you try your best, everything may already be irreparably damaged.
I may be the only one who doesn't realize that I'm just clutching black ashes in the ruins.
Anyone who bets on my side is around here
There may be no dance.
“It doesn’t matter,” I said in a small but firm voice to whoever was there.
“I can only say this.
At least I have something to wait for, something to find.” ---From “Volume 2”

After the woman hurried away into the crowd, I stared at the cigarette butt she had stepped on and the lipstick smeared on the filter for a long time.
The vivid red reminded me of Gano Marta's vinyl hat.
If I have any strength, it's probably that I have nothing left to lose.
---From "Volume 3"

The animals each responded to the monkeys in their own way.
Wolves howled into the sky, birds flapped their wings, and somewhere a large animal slammed into us as if threatening us.
A fist-shaped cloud mass came over as if it had remembered something and briefly blocked the sun behind it.
On that August afternoon, people and animals alike were all thinking about death.
Today they kill animals, tomorrow Soviet soldiers kill them.
After all.
---From "Volume 3"

“First of all, I will get Kumiko back with my own strength,” I said.
“No matter what happens, I have no intention of borrowing Wataya Noboru’s power.
It doesn't matter if you don't help.
It's true that I don't like the person named Wataya Noboru.
But this, as you said, is not a matter of like or dislike.
That's the problem before that.
Before that, I am saying that I cannot accept his very existence.
So I don't deal with him.
"Please tell them so." ---From "Volume 3"

“Isn’t it just these people, but every woman in the world embracing something like this?” Nutmeg asked herself several times.
"And why are all the women who come here middle-aged? Do I, too, harbor something like that within me, like they do?"
But Nutmeg didn't really want to know the answer.
---From "Volume 3"

You are now connected to the program "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle".
Select a number from documents 1 to 16.

Someone turned on the computer and opened a document called "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle."
There is no one in this house but me now.
Could someone have operated this machine from the outside? If so, the only human capable of doing so would be Cinnamon.
"The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle?" ---From Volume 3

I wanted to tell this story to Mr. Okada somehow.
I felt like I had to do it.
As you will see when you read the letter, I am completely defeated and lost.
He is a person without any qualifications.
A person who cannot love anyone and is not loved by anyone due to the power of prophecy and curse.
I am a walking corpse, just fading away into the darkness someday.
But I think I can leave with a little more peace of mind now that I've handed this story over to Mr. Okada.
---From "Volume 3"

“To be exact, I didn’t come here to see you.
“I came to take you away from here,” I said.
She sighed softly in the darkness.
“Why do you want me back so badly?”
“Because I love you,” I said.
“And you love and want me just the same.
I know that.”

---From "Volume 3"