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I'm glad I only have these two eyes. If I could see all the sadness in the world, I wouldn't be able to survive at all. It's a well-made world, to a sickening degree. And yet, what has humanity lost its mind over? Going out of their way to put eyes all over this vast world, Carefully watching and saying this and that. I'm already at my limit just with my own sadness. If I'm not supposed to look, if I'm the one who's wrong, Then hurry up and bring me a needle and thread. I'll shut them tight, I'll sew them shut, So just show me everything all at once at the very end. In order for 1 to be 1, today too, I'm living by stealing 99 from 100. I don't remember asking you to teach me that. Enough, just shut up already, Ivan the Fool. No matter how much you tell me, "From the world's perspective, you are such-and-such," Am I supposed to be happy because there's always someone worse off? Am I not even allowed to grieve for my own sadness? If I'm not allowed to cry, if I'm the one who's wrong, You should have cut my tear ducts long ago. When I was born, even before the umbilical cord. And while you were at it, you should have torn my mouth sideways. Then, when times are painful or sad, I could smile as if nothing were wrong. If I don't do that, there's no way I can keep being myself. Today, too, lives vanish here and there. And yet, no matter where I walk, none are lying on the ground. There's a limit to being a neat freak, honestly. What a wonderful world... I wonder why. Sure, I bet you're busy with all sorts of things, But Lord, what are you doing just standing blankly above the clouds? Isn't it your job to scold your children when they misbehave? Have some courage, put your fist out, And just do whatever you want. If I have to see it, if I'm the one who's wrong, Then paste it to the back of my eyelids. When I was born, even before the umbilical cord. If you want to defy it that much, Then even when I'm happy, even when I feel good, Plunge me into the depths every time I blink. Because if you don't, I'll end up forgetting. Because I only have two eyes. I'm glad I only have these two ears. If I could hear all the screams in the world, I wouldn't be able to breathe at all. With the function that makes me happy, I'm full, full, full, full. If we aren't supposed to see, if we aren't supposed to hear, Then when the next life is conceived beneath us, Even before the umbilical cord, I'll close all the entrances to that world for them. I'll block them up for them. Because I will protect you. Because I'll let you escape. So that tears will never fall from those eyes. ...That is what Chigusa is thinking.