9. Scattered and empty, 4

Soggy sleeves. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

That vain body and mind.

The inaccessible distance,

It was a search.

The smoke that can't be found curls up.

The wind blows through the woods,

The wind drifted through the vast sea.

Coming here,

Come to this wasteland.

From one wasteland to another.

It was a barren and desolate place,

It's such a distant dreamscape.

Confused?

Trance?

Hate?

Eat one's heart out?

Everything is intertwined.

Anger is like a blazing flame.

will burn,

It burns the body and mind.

It's as if you're going to burn yourself to the ground.

will put her heart,

Burned the last sane of her heart to nothing.

She lost her mind.

Lost all.

Lost all sanity,

She only came to find him.

She betrayed her master,

betraying the master,

Betrayal of the sisters.

She came looking for him.

She lost everything just for him alone.

Lost all of them.

She had lost so much for him.

So much sacrificed again.

And what about her?

- What did the woman do for him?

What did she do?

What did that woman do?

What kind of tremor is that?

How to hide?

What can't be found?

What a chill it was.

What a mess.

What a loneliness.

What a loss,

What kind of pain......

The sword is used to cut everything in order.

Hold an icy sword.

Death to those who stand in her way!

Death to those who stop her!

She thought she was a woman who was not afraid of heaven and earth.

But what?

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

The wind blows the bamboo forest.

Bamboo leaves are dense and sluggish.

She looked at him and smiled.

Smile innocently.

The smile is so innocent.

He was gentle and full of pity and cared for her softly with a pampering gaze.

That pampering gaze,

A doting gaze,

Like a hood of happiness,

Cover her completely,

Cover her body and mind.

It also made her heart ......

Uncontrollable and uncontrollably happy.

Happy in the clouds,

It's so happy that I feel like I'm about to lose myself,

Lost all direction with joy,

It's as if it's empty.

Full of heart,

Except for him,

Or is it him,

It's as if I don't have myself in my heart.

――Hopeless?