I have no particular regrets, and yet...

Why do I continue to wander the land of the living?

You occasionally glance toward me and tilt your head. At the sight of those innocent eyes, the heart that should have stopped long ago starts thumping and racing. Oh, why? Why am I so drawn to you?

But my voice doesn't reach you.

Ah...

At your bedside while you sleep! I bring my face close to your sleeping face and give you a light kiss. Your lips are warm and soft, yet mine are cold. Oh! If only I could drown in your body heat!

I am terribly sorry, but... Hah! Sleep paralysis! I stroke your cheek as you struggle, and press another little kiss to those lips.

How lovely...

Those dark eyes are just so sweet, it's almost unbearable. To think I would learn of such feelings only after death—what irony! No matter how much I love you, you cannot see me!

I try turning off the lights to get you to notice me, or I peek at you in the bath to get you to notice...

That is... well, I am a man, after all...

I know it is wrong, but since you cannot see me anyway, please consider this a little indulgence.

...But with this body,

Even if I can touch people and things, I cannot reach your heart. It might be impossible with this body.

...I adore you, Guest-san.

A voice that doesn't reach, a love that remains unknown. I want to touch you more, I want to talk to you. All of these are nothing but impossible dreams.