A 25 y/oĀ student suffering from existential life crisis Mostly reblogging post from others. Also currently Trying to learn how to write fanfic too especially for BSD fandom (Soukoku FTW ā„) Currently into: BSD, Genshin Impact, Twisted Wonderland Currently translating: Deemo Last Dream(Pinned post!)
I guess imma take on this project of translating Deemo last dream with my not so good EnglishĀ Also seeing that there isnt like completed EN translations of it I guess I will do it for the sake of others who want to read itĀ Though the updates for my translations would be slow and this is my first time translating a novel. Translated from my understanding of the sentences so it may or may not be accurate but I will try my best to keep its original meaning }
PrologueĀ
Wonder Tree (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9
PastĀ
Last Dream
Eternal Dream
Future
Deemo (Epilogue)
ćOptional, My random Rumblingsć
In regards to the strange cursive words Alice was unable to read in Part 2Ā
Hello everyone, life and school have got the better of me that i havent been coming to tumblr for a goddamn long while (other than to remove sus follow and keep my account safe from hackers for being in active for too long)
And now that life has slowed down for me (Im a neet now) i can finally focus on translating the novel....well unless someone alr done it while i was dead by school
(honestly i started translating this when i was in poly year 1, then life got to me, spiraled into depression, got myself into more dipshit mess that i havent gotten out of even until now (but dont worry im doing better now) went to uni and was murdered brutally by my uni classes that lowkey got my depression worst and cant even have any hobbies/sports for the last 4 years in order to survive and pass my uni)
And as of now as a neet (not really i have a part time data analytics job) i have more time to focus on things that i couldnt do during the last few years and this include the novel translation so i will be back on it and hopefully use this as an excuse for myself to be a more proper person and with this said i think i will post the new part on wed since i have got work tomorrow and i cant work on it
I would like to apologies for leaving the translation done halfway and i hope people who had been reading my past translations are still here
and checking back my last post...its 2022...its 2026 now crap
alright my goal will be to translate this finish the end of 2026 aaaaaaaaaaa
To the quietest corner of my soul where the stars still shine when I talk about the world like i have met every person and been to every place that has ever existed .
The world is in the chaos of asking and running behind everything that passes by . People keep looking for something ...something that might never exist and talk so highly about it . I don't understand the need to be and have anything special at every moment in life.
How come the people you have around is never enough and people far away are worth the look of longing ? How come people forget the art of appreciation ?
The smallness of humans is scary . Every expression is an attack and every word is a myth . Every effort is a death and every choice is an investment . Every other being is so different that it would never fit in what we want so it doesn't need to exist . The brutality of the human heart is terrifying .
To the corners of the world where flowers still grow because someone loves the fragrance please keep existing . To the heart of a child who loves to eat at home and in a calm place please keep existing .
It might not be the world for you . But one day there will be people who will build a world for you .
Reblogging this because my entire life, all of my bows have looked like my shoelaces. Wrapping presents is going to be so much more aesthetically pleasing now
And with this....Im 1/3 done with this chapter...the Past Chapter would be....longer than this I also want to translate Future rn but it would contain spoilers and will be confusing as there is a chara introduced in the past Chapter....
Tho next part is the 15m mark, which...i am unable to give an exact time of when i can finish translating it.
Alright, please enjoy this part and as usual, Im Sorry for any grammar mistakes i make.
12m
Ā Recently, whenever I feel bored, I will always go to the painting room and daydream while staring outside the window. I donāt know if Deemo is reading now as I canāt hear any sound from the piano. It makes me feel lonely.
Ā āOutside seems coldā¦ā
Ā I canāt stand this empty silence. I canāt see anything no matter how hard I observe. The fog is just too thick. This is just something I donāt understand. But if I were to look out the window, my heart would also calm down a bit.*
Ā *(TN: To be honest this part I find it a bit hard to properly translate it without losing its original meaning, its written as ä½ęÆåŖč¦ęēēŖå¤ļ¼å°±ä¼č§å¾å åæä¼¼ä¹ä¹ēØå¾®ę²éäŗäøę„ćBasically in a sense means as long as she look outside the window, she will feel a bit at peace with her heartā¦)
Ā Thatās rightā¦.it have been quite some time since I came hereā¦ What sort of place this is I still donāt get it.
(I really want to know what this place isā¦)
Ā Ever since coming here, I been thinking of the same question. Even Deemo and Masked Lady didnāt tell me anything (about this world). When I donāt even know my own name how can I even know what sort of place this is?
Ā (Could this be a dreamā¦?)
Ā Even though sometime I have such a thought, but for such a realistic place to be a dream is unbelievable. Letās say that if this place is a dream, then maybe the real world itself has already collapsed and become this place.
Ā ----I Miss homeā¦.
Ā This thought have been getting more and more intense recently. But how did I come here? Where is my home? Why canāt I remember anything? I have too many things I dont understand.Ā
Ā āif I climb through the window, can I really return homeā¦?ā
Ā I donāt think that this is like a fairy tale. Because I cant even imagine my home being on the other side of the window. But I can strongly feel that on the other side of the window, is a world different from this place. Itās a world that I am familiar with.
Ā But somehow, I also feel that the world on the other side is also no longer the world that Iām familiar with. It may be a world filled with dreams; it may also be a world filled with sadness. I feel that the other world might be either one of this two possibilities.
Ā Right now, I canāt even reach the window, so thereās no use thinking about what kind of world is it on the other side. All I can do now is let the tree listen to Deemoās performance and grow. Although, it seems that from the moment I was born, I have heard Deemoās performances before. Like a very long time ago, that music is a part of me.
Ā (How could this beā¦Could it be that, this world is a world that begins when one is born?)
Sometime later, I suddenly have this thought. Maybe just for once, I also want to play like Deemo. The dreamy, gentle music. AlsoĀ maybe if I play, the tree might grow even taller.
Ā I instantly turn and start to move towards the tree room. However, just right outside the (painting) room entrance, I saw something shiny fall down. I slowly walked towards it and the floor is filled with blinking rainbow-like colors glass fragments. But I rememberā¦these fragments werenāt here the day before.
Ā (But..there isnāt any thing that have been brokenā¦why would this fragments suddenly appearā¦?)
Ā Just as I muttered to myself, it seems like some sad event has happened in the past suddenly flashed past like a marquee, hitting my chest and for a moment I find it hard to breath.
Ā (What is this painā¦?)
Ā I donāt understand. But maybe my memory is slowly returning bit by bit.
Ā (I donāt know why I have this feelingā¦.)
Ā But every time I try to think of it, my whole body will be in painā¦like I was hit by something hard.
Ā (Anywayā¦lets clear away these broken fragments. It would be bad if I accidentally step on it)
Ā In order to protect those important hands from getting hurt, I carefully pick up the pieces together. Like the tire, I throw them out from the big window. The glass fragments glittering slowly as they fall to the end of the world.
Ā (Like this, no one will get hurtā¦)
Ā ----Its gone, the thing that will let people get hurt easilyā¦.
A short part so i quickly translated it. This time, its the 11m markĀ
11m
Ā (Speaking of whichā¦I donāt know why but this wheel gives off an uncomfortable feelingā¦)
Ā The room on the rightā¦which I call it the painting room. Upon entering there is a wheel that feel disgusting, which I could not help but avoid looking at it. I donāt know why but if I were to see the wheel I feel like vomiting.
Ā (Even though I really do not want to touch this wheel, but it is in the wayā¦. Letās throw it out from the windowā¦)
Ā Rather than not wanting to touch it because I hate itā¦I should say itās more ofā¦afraid? Every time I enter this room, I donāt know why, but I canāt stand the existence of this wheel. I make up my mind and finally, I picked up the heavy wheel and throw it out of the window. In the seemingly board and narrow horizon, the wheel slowly disappears into the endless darkness.
Ā Once the wheel disappeared from my sight, and I started to relax, I heard a new music coming from the tree room.
Ā (Itās a new song!)
Ā Who knows I might see the tree grow again? Having such a thought, I quickly cleaned my dirty hands on the helm of my skirt and quickly ran towards the tree room.
However, right at the moment out of nowhere Masked Lady suddenly appeared and gripped onto my wrist tightly.
āCan you stop this ridiculous act?ā
Ā She said so, with more urgency in her tone.
Ā āW-whyā¦?ā
Ā Her voice unknowingly makes me feel like my chest is being tightly squeezed. Like... Masked Ladyās heart has been moved to my bodyā¦
Ā āā¦In short, just stop it quickly. Thatās not only for me but also for your own good.ā
Ā After a short moment of silence, Masked Lady let out a sigh and starting mumbling to herself. Then she began wandering around the room. She seems to be troubled by something, or she feels sad. Like she was trying her best to stop something that canāt be seen by the naked eyeā¦.
In Regards to the cursive words that Alice was unable to read in Part 2
So i just remember that a page of the book says something about this(dprsdfrctr and intrchbrlhmrrhg which i interpret as skull fracture and internal hemorrhage in part 2 of my translations)
And then my random rumbling of medical understanding begins.
thinking bout it dprsdfrctr actually represent depressed fracture (took me too damn long to know what dprsd represent) which lead me to rem that a page in the book have the full names of the confusing words alice saw.
So Depressed Fracture is basically a type of Skull Fracture. It's called depressed fracture cuz of the way the fractured skull bones are displaced inwards. (Also the displaced bones would (based on the strength of the blunt force trauma)cause a pressure causing what is know as intracerebral hemorrhage)
So now to intrchbrlhmrrhg
which is what i mentioned above as intracerebral hemorrhage. And in the picture above, it's written as čå åŗč”basically to means, bleeding in the brain. Yes. I aint no medical student but correct me if im wrong, in relation to depression fracture where the bones get displaced inwards, it creates a pressure which slowly kind of squeeze the brain which is a delicate tissue.
As the brain is a delicate tissue, it cant take a lot of pressure. The pressure itself tho, is not caused by the displaced bones but by the brain fluid itself. (To be honest, is like how we get a headache, but a deadlier one)
So if the brain is a delicate tissue, so are the blood vessels around the brain, they burst and blood start pooling at an area. In some cases if u drain the blood in time to relieve the pressure on the brain one can be saved, but i think very rarely?
So yeah Hans died of Intracerebral Hemorrhage. How he get it in the first place? Shielding Alice from a truck. Imagine a truck that weight over probably 100tons hit you and send you flying and hitting against a building HARD. (Alice was also not without serious injuries, the time she spend in the world of deemo was likely when she was in coma and the doctors are fighting to bring her back, she also got it lighter...due to Hans taking most of the impact) Which caused the depression fracture, leading to the internal bleeding of the brain.
And that's all I have to say. Im suppose to be translating the next part too.
I also translated the Epilogue since its also quite short.
In this last chapter, it is from Deemoās(Hans) point of view and thoughts, his last gift and farewell to Alice.
Well it also wont include any spoilers since those that play the mobile game know the story and this side of the story is from Hans after he send Alice back to the real worldĀ
Deemo
āGood Morning, Deemoā
---- This Dream, is my last music to you.
āDeemoā¦you are so gentleā¦ā
----This Dream, is our creation, a world that doesnāt exist anywhere.
āā¦Deemo, when did Masked Lady started living hereā¦.?ā
----This Dream, is a wish to not be separated from me forever.
āDeemo, the scores fall from the tree like flower petals!ā
----This Dream, filled with an incredible colourful phenomena is a dream you have told me before.
āā¦Before Deemo stayed here, who was living hereā¦?ā
----This Dream, is a fragment of our memory living together in this castle like home.
āDeemo, noā¦I donāt want to say good byeā¦!ā
Aliceās nostalgic voice resounded from inside Deemo. Deemo inadvertently pause from playing the piano and look towards the tree that have grown to the celling height.
Through the light and warm shinning thru the celling window, the tree maintained its lustre as the cherry blossoms continue to bloom. As this is what Alice saw in her happy dream world, the cherry blossom will not wither.
Listening to the faint crowd applause from the real world, Deemo smiled softly and continued playing the piano again under the full bloomed cherry blossom tree.
Remembering all the time spent with Alice in this room. Dreaming of the day where he will be able to meet Alice again, somewhere that is not this place.
Ā āDeemo, Letās play! You be the doctor; I be the patient~ā
āā¦ā
Deemo canāt speak neither does he have any expression. But if I ask him to play with me, Deemo would occasionally stop playing the piano and play with me. From this action, Deemo seems quite childish too.
--And occasionallyā¦or I should say recently, I been thinking of staying here forever. In the future I imagined, I will be together with Deemo like now in this big tree room playing, sleeping and listening to the smoothing piano music. The scene feels so fresh itās scary.*
*(TN:In a sense its happening now for the imagination to feel so real that its scary)
But in my imagination, Masked Lady isnāt there. That is not because I dislike Masked Lady. Neither did I feel that if she doesnāt exist it would have been so much better. I did not have such thoughts. But itās no matter how much I imagined, I can only imagine a world where thereās only Deemo and me.
āIt seems like its growing bigger again! Although I think its futile, but still good luck*!ā
*(TN: In Chinese its å ę²¹ which in English it means come on! But I think in this context its weird so I used good luck)
Ā Afterwards, if I were to make eye contact with Masked Lady, she would, as usual, say mean things to me. Itās obvious that in Masked Ladyās dictionary, the word gentle does not exist. Because she never once said things, she wonāt say to me.
āUghā¦ā
(I donāt know if its because of this, that recently I been feelingā¦uncomfortableā¦like my head feels dizzy)
I feel like vomiting out all the mean remarks that I been accumulating in my small body. My field of vision started to be blurry as I feel dizzy again. From the corner of my eye, I saw that the door of the room opposite (the book room) is being slowly pushed open.
Even though I still feel dizzy, I still walked towards the door as if I was guided by something. On the other side of the door, is a room thatās brighter and larger than the book room. Although I canāt remember, but for a spilt second, I smell something nostalgic. Which slightly irritate my nose.
āThere is also a room hereā¦.ā
I said as I staggered around the room. What entered my field of vision first was a somewhat dirty, cow spotted cat doll sitting on a small wooden chair. I walked towards it subconsciously and for some reason I impulsively reached out and touch the cat dollās eye.
(What a pityā¦this cat dollā¦is so dirtyā¦)
Itās dirty yet I feel an impulse to hug the doll and shower it with love.
Right, I must have seen this cat doll somewhere beforeā¦.
But I canāt rememberā¦.
If I were to think about the things I cant remember, my head will suddenly feel like its splitting.
I stopped thinking about it for the time being and then sat at the huge dinning table in the middle of the room. On top of the table is a candle that is lit.
(Wowā¦looking at it closely, the candle holderā¦ seems to look like a handā¦Its so creepy)
The candle holder that looks like a creepy witch hand make me feel that if I stare at the flame I would be cursed. So, I tried to extinguish it by blowing the flame out. But the candle flame did not get extinguish. I thought that I blew too lightly so I blew harder. But no matter how hard I blew; the flame did not go out.
(It seems that the candle cant be burnt outā¦.)
Further into the room, on the yellow spotted wall hanged a big painting of an old walkway.
(Staring at this paintingā¦It feels like I could walk into itā¦)
Moreover, while it is not known why this painting was painted, but it is one that can feel the meaning of the painting, giving an incredible feeling to the painting. If you look more closely, you wont know if itās a painting or a photo, or its actually a real space that exist. Thatās how realistic and confusing this painting is.
āAh! There are windows in this room!ā
The last thing that came into my field of visions is a big window. I could see it directly the moment I enter the room but yet why didnāt I see it the moment I came in. I couldnāt help but make a cheerful cry.
Because, I would not need to wait for the tree to grow taller to reach the celling window, I can probably go back home from this window here. However, as I got closer, I realise that this window and the celling window are different. Even if I were to pass through this window here, I would not be able to leave this world.
(Even though I donāt have a sixth sense, but ever since coming to this world, about half of the things here I understood them intuitively.)
Even if I were to jump out from this window, I would probably land at the end of this world.
āUghā¦ā
I sighed lightly with the same sense of disappointment that I had before entering the room. Towards the scene less window, I tried looking carefully outside. But the mist is so thick I cant see anything. And somehow outside feels very cold.
(I donāt know why, but it feels scary outsideā¦)
Better to keep the window closedā¦
(Have Deemo been to the world outside beforeā¦?)
--If, I could get out of here, I would want to bring Deemo with me to all sort of placesā¦.
Hello and Im sorry, the last time i post a translation, i said the next part will be up in 2~3 days but instead it end up being almost a year later. I got busy with work leaving me to have enough time for 1~2 hrs internet time per day (yes even the weekends)Ā
Those sentences in square brackets, i assume that they are the inner monologue of Masked Lady
Once Again, Please enjoy and i apologize for any mistakes that i make :xĀ
After that every time I cross path with Masked Lady, she would always use words that would freeze the surface of the heart in an instance and say unkind things to me.*
*(TN:To be honest i really dont know how i can translate thisĀ 儹ę»ä¼ēØåęÆč½äøē¬é“ęå åæč”Øé¢ē»å»ē»čµ·ę„ēčØčÆ)
Ā (Masked Lady does not seems to like meā¦)
Honestly, I do not like Masked Lady too. Every time she speaks, she would always say unkind things to me like just now.
If she is so mean every time she speaks, then she should have just continue sleeping ā Having such a thought, I might have been a bit overboard.
Ā Today as usual, I stay at the side of the piano while listening to Deemoās performance. I feel like I become part of the piano when I lean against it. I really like this feeling.
(Speaking of which, this piano is really bigā¦)
I like the sound the piano makes when Deemo plays it.
But...I canāt rememberā¦ I feel like I have forgotten something importantā¦
āUgh...ā
As if to dissolve the previously frozen inner surface, I let out a warm breath. And almost at the same time, Deemoās performance ended.
Every time Deemo finish his performance, this room feels lonely. Because without the sound of the piano, this space(room) feels like its abandoned with no one in sight and the silence is scary.
I wish Deemo can quickly play the next pieceā¦
Just as I feel annoyed at this silence, I suddenly felt a breeze coming from the direction of the tree.
(Windā¦?)
But the so called wind, generally comes from outside the room and so logically, it should have come from the tall celling windowā¦This should have been the most logical thought....
But the breeze I felt just now, could not have come from the direction of the treeā¦.
Am I thinking too much? While thinking of the unthinkable and staring at the tree, the tree started to grow again. While giving Ā off glittering lights like diamond dust, the tree starts to grow rapidly.
[-- -- Do you still remember our promise?]
(Ehā¦?)
Suddenly, a voice came to my ear. It was not that of a teenager but a young man. I also feel that someone gently touched my little finger.
(Who----?)
But I did not find anyone as I look around my surroundings.
At the same time, Deemoās body is facing the piano, he also doesnāt speak.
---- At this moment I suddenly realise. Why is it that the first time I met him, I know his name is Deemoā¦.?
Alright i know some of yall followed me for Deemo Last Dream translations, i apologise for not posting any of it for almost a year.
To be honest, i got too distracted by life and work. Even my fanfic was left hanging
But due to self isolation (thanks covid zz)
i have decided to start doing the translations again while i have the time to spare. This time round i have translated quite a long segment and the epilogue. The translation are done but i would still need to proof read it to ensure the sentences make sense and there isnt much grammar mistakes. Be assured, i would definitely post thr translations this time round!! ><
It's 3am here and i would need to sleep if not my brain wont process the sentences properly
i WILL definitely post the translations by 6pm tmr latest
Alright since this part was short i could quickly translate it its the 6m mark.
Initially i wanted to combine with the 8m mark but somehow i guess just release the parts i have translated. My goal today was also to clear the 8m mark but in the end Genshin v1.6 occupied my whole afternoon. And in the end, i end up clearing the event shop while at it....well.....and in the end im now rushing my grind for.... Ark Royal Meta in Azur lane....while translating this part in the meantime... alright... time to up the new part instead of my rambling...
the next part will probably be up in 2~3 days since its quite short and that following the book some of the sentences will be on the right side instead of the left. (To be honest...feedbacks are welcome...) now maybe time to brainstorm my fanfic that i left aside for damn...long well that said i hope to finish the 8m part within the next 2~3 days then. The most headache part would likely be the past part of the novel...its full of wordsssssĀ
Pardon me for any grammar mistakes....
6m
āThe performances by you guys are annoying.ā
This was the first sentence that Masked Lady said to me.
āEh?ā
I got a fright and was stunned there wondering if I have heard wrongly. For a person who have been in an asleep until just now to make such a critical remark, it is unbelievable.
(Unlessā¦when she is asleep, she still can hear the pianoā¦.? Or she is only pretending to be asleepā¦?)
āYou want to make the tree grow by playing the piano?ā
Masked Lady asked in the same tone she used previously. Then it makes sense that I did not hear wrongly just now. Feeling pressured by the scary tone of the Masked Lady, I timidly nodded my head.
āHahaha, donāt make me laugh.ā
Masked Lady then laugh like a witch, in a voice/tone more unpleasant than before.
āThen I will give the innocent you some advice then. The higher you climb, the harder you will fall. Be careful~.ā
Facing Masked Ladyās constant malicious remarks, I can only shrink back and keep silent. Gradually, listening to her remarks make me unhappy and eventually I canāt help myself but saidĀ
āā¦By falling you meanā¦.?ā
āThat kind of thing, it doesnāt need me to explain clearly to understand.ā
Towards the sentence which I mustered my courage to ask, Masked Lady replied to me with an even stronger tone.
āI donāt knowā¦, where is this placeā¦?ā
Her response makes me feel a sharp pain in my heart and I half stammered out the thoughts I had held in my heart. Instead of asking Masked Lady, asking Deemo would have been the right choice. Because Deemo would have known what this place is. However, as Deemo cannot speak, even if I ask him, he also could not tell me.
āHereā¦? It is as you see, this place is a book room. Orā¦are you asking about this world?ā
Masked Lady must be laughing behind her mask, she speaks as if she knows everything about this world. Maybe I can finally understand some things about this worldāwith such anticipation I nodded my head.
āSilly child, why must I tell you?ā
Ā Ā As if to crush my expectation, Masked Lady reply with a cold tone.
āBecauseā¦youā¦came here earlier than meā¦?ā
āThatās right, I was already here way before u even come.ā
āThen when did you come here?ā
āThat is why, didnāt I say before? Very long time ago.ā
Towards me who is asking questions like a mermaid spitting out bubbles, Masked Lady answered annoyingly.
āā¦. Whoā¦are you?ā
If possible, I do not want to continue speaking to Masked Lady, not only that I want to leave as fast as I can, but I could not stop asking questions. Even though I have come to this world for quite some time, I still do not understand anything about this world. That is why, even if its just a little, I want to know what kind of world this place is.
āYou asked who I am? Well, you will find out one day.ā
As Masked Lady seems to be bent on destroying my wish, she answered me vaguely again, letting out a mocking laughter.
āā¦.ā
Right at this moment, a dizziness hit me and distorted my view. It felt very uncomfortable, resisting the urge to squat down, I bought my staggering feet and walk out of the book room as if to escape from the Masked Lady. Once I returned to the tree room, I lie down on Deemoās leg like I fainted and close my eyes.
āā¦. Deemo, when exactly did Masked Lady come hereā¦?ā
After closing my eyes, I lost conscious for a while. Although I cant confirm it, a few moment later, I asked slowly while sighing.
[TN note: Aliceās likely referring to the question of when did Masked lady come here]
āā¦ā¦..ā
As I thought, Deemo still did not answer me anything. As if to make up for being unable to speak, Deemo use his gentle big hand to touch my head and started stroking my hair. Slowly while being comforted by Deemo, my consciousness gradually faded, and I fell into a sleep state unique to this world.
--Thatās right, Deemo is always like this, skillfully putting me to sleep. Alwaysā¦.
Anddd yes im back from the dead :āDĀ sorry guys...genshin addiction and GTA-ing too much with my friends i end up demotivated to translate...genshin side...i got eula..?by a multi roll for the mehsĀ
maybe i should set target and get parts of it translated by certain timings and really stick to the targeted dates i set hopefully i wont get lazy to translate cuz rn im just rotting at home with nothing to do other than playing games and studying for the things i needa teach.
Alright once again i present to u Deemo last dream 4m mark and please, pardon my grammar mistakes....
translations under the cutĀ
4m
YesterdayāAs I still cant make up the timings here, so I decided that the time before I fall asleep is yesterday ā I was dancing with Deemo before I sleep. In the end I didnāt dream of anything pleasant. Thinking carefully, ever since I came here whenever I got nothing to do I always end up sleeping (or I should say slowly fall asleep) I never once had any [dream] at all.
(I wonder whyā¦)
Before coming to this world, I started remembering things bit by bits to the point where if I were to sleep, I will end up dreaming. It has always been like that but why am I unable to have any dreams nowā¦? I canāt remember who said it that once a person grows up, they canāt dream anymore. Unless, the time that I am here, I have already grown to an adult...?
(If that is the case..., how could it be possibleā¦)
No matter from which angle, I still look like a little girl. I do not even need to look at the mirror to know. Moreover, the height which I look at things at did not change at all. Deemo still look as tall as always. Yet that marvellous sapling has slowly outgrown me.
(It seems that the sapling grows taller whenever it hears a new songā¦)
Sitting beside Deemo daily and observing the tree, that seems to be the case. Or I should say, it is the case. Sometimes I even feel that this tree have feelings. Ā As if the tree is madly in love with the music that Deemo plays... or I should say that every single note that Deemo play brings life to the tree. Maybe for that tree, something like that may be possible.
Ahh..this world is full of incredible phenomenon. From the bottom of my heart, I want to know how this incredible tree grows.
(Speaking of which, Deemo sure is slowā¦)
Deemo went to the book room a few moments ago, until now he is not back yet. Usually, he will come out quickly and resume playing the pianoā¦
As I got impatient, I walked towards the book room with the intend to call Deemo out. I slowly open the door and peek inside the room. At that moment ā-- Masked Lady who have been sleeping, slowly raised her head and looked towards my direction.
(Ehā¦?)
Suddenly, my heart rate increase and out of fear I quickly closed the door and run back to the piano room for safety.
(Just nowā¦I seem to have make eye contact with the mask ladyā¦)
I put my hand towards my chest feeling the irregular heartbeat and without thinking I went towards the big root and sit there.
In this world of chaos, I thought, I really hope that what just happened was all a dream. Because somewhere in my heart, I wish that Masked Lady will continue sleeping, and not wake up forever.
--Because, I somehow feel, Deemo will be taken away by herā¦
Unknowingly I start to tear up. To soothe the feelings that have nowhere to go, I raise my head looking towards the tree. It seems that the tree has last grown from when I checked on itā¦. Just like this, I slowly crawl towards the trunk of the tree and lightly touched it.
(Whyā¦whenever I touch the tree there is a marvellous feelingā¦)
That feeling, it feels like touching a part of someoneās happy memoriesā¦.
Just like this, I sit under the big tree and a while later, Deemo finally come back from the book room. Without realizing the amount of uneasiness that have accumulate, it burst out all at once upon seeing Deemo as I run towards his slender body planning to ask him about the Masked Lady.
As I was about to ask, Deemo put some distance between us and took out a music score from behind his back which was taken from the book room and showed it to me.
(Ehhhā¦?)
I got a small fright as this seems to be the first time Deemo is hinting to me something.
āAre you going to play it for meā¦?ā
Looking at Deemoās eyes that is trying to tell me something, I asked.
Deemo lightly nodded his head and gently hold my right hand and brought me to the side of the piano. Im just beside him, looking at Deemoās long slender hand playing a totally new piece of music.
(Whyā¦)
Deemo play this piece as a present for me. It should be the first time I have heard it. Yet, I do not know why I have a feeling of nostalgia. This nostalgic feeling accelerates my pumping chest. No matter when, Deemoās performance feels like a dream, which quickly ended.
(Ahhā¦I still want to listen moreā¦.)
--I still want to continue listeningā¦.
But before there is any time to immerse myself after the performance ended*, an incredible thing occurred. As if magic has been cast on the tree, the trunk glow with glaring light and grew up at one goā¦.!
(*Tbh I donāt really understand thisā¦ the Chinese åƹčæęå¦ęåę¬¢ēēµå½±å½äøäøå¹ēęÆč±”one was čæę²ęµøåØę¼å„ä½éµēę¶é“é½ę²”ę so I roughly understand it as not having enough time to immerse in the performance
T/N:and yes im translating from Chinese as I bought the book to read)
Ā The scene felt so dreamy, I cant help but feel like I have seen something like this before. Thatās rightā like a scene from my favourite movie, Deemo and I look at each other and innocently smiledāthough, I do not know if Deemo did smiledā
In this boring world, the growth of this tree is our joy.
--Deemo, by nurturing the tree till it reaches the window, once I climb out the window, will I be able to return homeā¦?
