Matsuzaka Satou held the manuscript of the lyrics in her hand.

Her pink eyes turned to the first page.

The song title is very simple; the lyrics are composed of straightforward Japanese characters.

"Empty Heart Disease...?"

Matsuzaka Satou blinked as she looked at the title of the lyrics.

She knew the meaning of the word.

It seems to be a new psychological term used in psychology to describe young people who feel spiritually empty and unable to experience emotions.

Because this word seems somewhat similar to her current symptoms.

So Matsuzaka Satou specifically went online to look up relevant terms.

Unexpectedly, I found it on the lyrics sheet of this song from Nanxiang.

She tilted her head, not paying attention to the meaning of the song title, and continued reading.

The lyrics also came into her view because of this action.

I am in the shadows.

'I can't feel the sun's presence, even though it is indeed there.'

It was as if someone was whispering their own experiences in an extremely calm voice in my ear.

I can't feel the sun.

Naturally, they cannot feel the warmth brought by the sun.

This is a calm tone and extremely simple text.

But it slowly stirred Matsuzaka Satou's heart, which was originally as calm as a stagnant pool.

at the same time.

For no apparent reason, a very low, suppressed, and painful guitar sound rang in my ears.

Despite the obvious pain and struggle, the guitar sound remained remarkably calm.

Just like... Matsuzaka Satou's heart, which was like stagnant water.

Matsuzaka Satou instinctively covered her chest.

My gaze continued downwards.

She was then somewhat surprised to discover.

Rather than saying that what Nanxiang wrote were lyrics.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that he wrote lyrics that resembled stories.

This type of storytelling lyric expression is actually quite common in Japan.

The main character in the lyrics is a girl with long pink hair.

The pink-haired girl was someone who was naturally insensitive to the emotions of others.

They cannot sense other people's emotions.

Similarly, they cannot understand how others express their emotions.

Despite her striking looks and gentle personality, she remained the center of attention.

But none of this mattered to her.

Because she has never been able to feel other people's joy or sorrow.

Just as described in the lyrics.

I am in the shadows.

The pink-haired girl was wearing a long dress.

'Carrying the shoes.'

Dancing in a world devoid of emotion.

The words and phrases remain plain.

This time, however, Matsuzaka Satou, who had never been moved by lyrics and songs before, felt a strange flutter in her heart.

The guitar music in my ears maintained a steady tone at this moment.

The story unfolds slowly amidst the sound of the guitar.

Unable to feel their own emotions, they are also unable to feel their own existence.

A pink-haired girl wanders through this world.

until one day.

In the spring, she met the person she liked.

He was a young man with black hair.

She fell in love with the dark-haired youth at first sight...

I don't know why, but the text from Nanxiang.

It seemed to possess some kind of magic.

I just looked at the lyrics, line by line.

Matsuzaka Satou felt it; the pink-haired girl seemed to be right in front of her.

The female protagonist in the story tries her best to show the male protagonist a peaceful and gentle smile.

She wanted to express to the other person that she liked them.

Just as the lyrics describe—

I stared at him, unable to look away.

I stared at him, unwilling to look away.

A pink-haired girl.

A young man with black hair.

The images of these two characters.

The sound of a guitar kept playing in my ears.

It seems to become more concrete.

It has become three-dimensional.

Matsuzaka Satou suddenly had this inexplicable feeling.

It's as if a pink-haired girl really exists in this world, and a black-haired youth like those in the lyrics really exists.

But the pink-haired girl didn't know how to express her feelings.

Matsuzaka Satou has never experienced sadness.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a little sentimental.

She didn't want to see that girl, who had always lived in a world without emotions, unable to find her 'true love' at this moment.

But things unfolded exactly as she had predicted.

Unable to express their love.

Unable to express the profound and heavy emotions in his heart, as deep as mountains and oceans.

The young man eventually came to regard the girl as a close friend.

It is delightful when a young girl meets a young man.

The stagnation in relationships between girls and young men is saddening.

Matsuzaka Satou never imagined that she would feel such joy and sorrow because of a fictional story.

The nonchalant attitude I had when I first started reading.

They have all vanished at this moment.

But none of that matters anymore.

Matsuzaka Satou flipped her fingers backward.

She wanted to see the end of the story.

at the same time.

The previously quiet and gentle guitar music suddenly surged upwards at this moment.

It was like two hands gripping Matsuzaka Satou's heart tightly.

And the lyrics were originally written in a steady tone.

It was as if all the power that had been accumulated before had burst forth.

Matsuzaka Sato could almost hear it.

The pink-haired girl stood in front of him, delivering a monologue in an almost roaring voice.

I stand in the shadows!

Dancing in a world devoid of emotion!

The pink-haired girl leaped and danced in front of Matsuzaka Satou.

I stand in the shadows!

It's not a hollow monster!

Dancing in a world devoid of emotion!

I am a hollow monster!

[The love I feel is heavier than the mountains in the height of summer.]

The love it evoked was more vibrant than the cherry blossoms of early spring.

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