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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 .

Slowly .

Ayana .

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You need to tag properly to keep everyone safe.

Don't water down warnings just because social media has trained you to water them down.

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Deemo Last Dream Part 9

Urh...Finally...completed....

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

 Recently, whenever I feel bored, I will always go to the painting room and daydream while staring outside the window. I don’t know if Deemo is reading now as I can’t hear any sound from the piano. It makes me feel lonely.

 “Outside seems cold…”

 I can’t stand this empty silence. I can’t see anything no matter how hard I observe. The fog is just too thick. This is just something I don’t understand. But if I were to look out the window, my heart would also calm down a bit.*

 *(TN: To be honest this part I find it a bit hard to properly translate it without losing its original meaning, its written as 但是只要望着窗外，就会觉得内心似乎也稍微沉静了下来。Basically in a sense means as long as she look outside the window, she will feel a bit at peace with her heart…)

 That’s right….it have been quite some time since I came here… What sort of place this is I still don’t get it.

(I really want to know what this place is…)

 Ever since coming here, I been thinking of the same question. Even Deemo and Masked Lady didn’t tell me anything (about this world). When I don’t even know my own name how can I even know what sort of place this is?

 (Could this be a dream…?)

 Even though sometime I have such a thought, but for such a realistic place to be a dream is unbelievable. Let’s say that if this place is a dream, then maybe the real world itself has already collapsed and become this place.

 ----I Miss home….

 This thought have been getting more and more intense recently. But how did I come here? Where is my home? Why can’t I remember anything? I have too many things I dont understand. 

 “if I climb through the window, can I really return home…?”

 I don’t 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. It’s a world that I am familiar with.

 But somehow, I also feel that the world on the other side is also no longer the world that I’m 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.

 Right now, I can’t even reach the window, so there’s 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 Deemo’s performance and grow. Although, it seems that from the moment I was born, I have heard Deemo’s performances before. Like a very long time ago, that music is a part of me.

 (How could this be…Could it be that, this world is a world that begins when one is born?)

 ♩

 “I also want to play the piano…”

Sometime later, I suddenly have this thought. Maybe just for once, I also want to play like Deemo. The dreamy, gentle music. Also maybe if I play, the tree might grow even taller.

 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 remember…these fragments weren’t here the day before.

 (But..there isn’t any thing that have been broken…why would this fragments suddenly appear…?)

 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.

 (What is this pain…?)

 I don’t understand. But maybe my memory is slowly returning bit by bit.

 (I don’t know why I have this feeling….)

 But every time I try to think of it, my whole body will be in pain…like I was hit by something hard.

 (Anyway…lets clear away these broken fragments. It would be bad if I accidentally step on it)

 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.

 (Like this, no one will get hurt…)

 ----Its gone, the thing that will let people get hurt easily….

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Deemo Last Dream Part 8

A short part so i quickly translated it. This time, its the 11m mark 

11m

 (Speaking of which…I don’t know why but this wheel gives off an uncomfortable feeling…)

 The room on the right…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 don’t know why but if I were to see the wheel I feel like vomiting.

 (Even though I really do not want to touch this wheel, but it is in the way…. Let’s throw it out from the window…)

 Rather than not wanting to touch it because I hate it…I should say it’s more of…afraid? Every time I enter this room, I don’t know why, but I can’t 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.

 Once the wheel disappeared from my sight, and I started to relax, I heard a new music coming from the tree room.

 (It’s a new song!)

 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.

“Can you stop this ridiculous act?”

 She said so, with more urgency in her tone.

 “W-why…?”

 Her voice unknowingly makes me feel like my chest is being tightly squeezed. Like... Masked Lady’s heart has been moved to my body…

 “…In short, just stop it quickly. That’s not only for me but also for your own good.”

 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 can’t be seen by the naked eye….

                                       [--Stop it…it’s enough…. Please stop playing already….]

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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 脑内出血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.

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Deemo Last Dream Epilogue

I also translated the Epilogue since its also quite short.

In this last chapter, it is from Deemo’s(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 world 

Deemo

“Good Morning, Deemo”

---- This Dream, is my last music to you.

“Deemo…you are so gentle…”

----This Dream, is our creation, a world that doesn’t exist anywhere.

“…Deemo, when did Masked Lady started living here….?”

----This Dream, is a wish to not be separated from me forever.

“Deemo, the scores fall from the tree like flower petals!”

----This Dream, filled with an incredible colourful phenomena is a dream you have told me before.

“…Before Deemo stayed here, who was living here…?”

----This Dream, is a fragment of our memory living together in this castle like home.

“Deemo, no…I don’t want to say good bye…!”

Alice’s 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.

                                                          END

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Deemo Last Dream Part 7

Once Again, Please enjoy and pardon any mistakes 

10m

 “Deemo, Let’s play! You be the doctor; I be the patient~”

“…”

Deemo can’t 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 occasionally…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 it’s scary.*

*(TN:In a sense its happening now for the imagination to feel so real that its scary)

But in my imagination, Masked Lady isn’t there. That is not because I dislike Masked Lady. Neither did I feel that if she doesn’t exist it would have been so much better. I did not have such thoughts. But it’s no matter how much I imagined, I can only imagine a world where there’s only Deemo and me.

♩

“It seems like its growing bigger again! Although I think its futile, but still good luck*!”

*(TN: In Chinese its 加油 which in English it means come on! But I think in this context its weird so I used good luck)

 Afterwards, if I were to make eye contact with Masked Lady, she would, as usual, say mean things to me. It’s obvious that in Masked Lady’s dictionary, the word gentle does not exist. Because she never once said things, she won’t say to me.

“Ugh…”

(I don’t know if its because of this, that recently I been feeling…uncomfortable…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 that’s brighter and larger than the book room. Although I can’t remember, but for a spilt second, I smell something nostalgic. Which slightly irritate my nose.

“There is also a room here….”

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 doll’s eye.

(What a pity…this cat doll…is so dirty…)

It’s dirty yet I feel an impulse to hug the doll and shower it with love.

Right, I must have seen this cat doll somewhere before….

But I can’t remember….

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.

(Wow…looking at it closely, the candle holder… seems to look like a hand…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 out….)

Further into the room, on the yellow spotted wall hanged a big painting of an old walkway.

(Staring at this painting…It feels like I could walk into it…)

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 it’s a painting or a photo, or its actually a real space that exist. That’s how realistic and confusing this painting is.

“Ah! There are windows in this room!”

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 didn’t I see it the moment I came in. I couldn’t 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 don’t 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.

“Ugh…”

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 don’t know why, but it feels scary outside…)

Better to keep the window closed…

(Have Deemo been to the world outside before…?)

--If, I could get out of here, I would want to bring Deemo with me to all sort of places….

[Ahhh…What should I do…

This side was also opened…

If this goes on….]

“Deemo...Why are you trying so hard...?”

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Deemo Last Dream Part 6

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) 

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 :x 

                                                                                   [---- An annoying noise…….]

“What an annoying performance.”

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 this  她总会用像是能一瞬间把内心表面给冻结起来的言词)

 (Masked Lady does not seems to like me…)

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 – Having such a thought, I might have been a bit overboard.

 ♩

 Today as usual, I stay at the side of the piano while listening to Deemo’s 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 big…)

I like the sound the piano makes when Deemo plays it.

But...I can’t remember… I feel like I have forgotten something important…

“Ugh...”

As if to dissolve the previously frozen inner surface, I let out a warm breath. And almost at the same time, Deemo’s 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 piece…

Just as I feel annoyed at this silence, I suddenly felt a breeze coming from the direction of the tree.

(Wind…?)

But the so called wind, generally comes from outside the room and so logically, it should have come from the tall celling window…This should have been the most logical thought....

But the breeze I felt just now, could not have come from the direction of the tree….

Am I thinking too much? While thinking of the unthinkable and staring at the tree, the tree started to grow again. While giving  off glittering lights like diamond dust, the tree starts to grow rapidly.

[-- -- Do you still remember our promise?]

(Eh…?)

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, Deemo’s body is facing the piano, he also doesn’t speak.

---- At this moment I suddenly realise. Why is it that the first time I met him, I know his name is Deemo….?

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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

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happy birthday to kokomi! 2.22

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Deemo Last Dream part 5

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 wordsssss 

Pardon me for any grammar mistakes....

6m

“The performances by you guys are annoying.”

This was the first sentence that Masked Lady said to me.

“Eh?”

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.

(Unless…when she is asleep, she still can hear the piano….? Or she is only pretending to be asleep…?)

“You want to make the tree grow by playing the piano?”

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.

“Hahaha, don’t make me laugh.”

Masked Lady then laugh like a witch, in a voice/tone more unpleasant than before.

“Then I will give the innocent you some advice then. The higher you climb, the harder you will fall. Be careful~.”

Facing Masked Lady’s constant malicious remarks, I can only shrink back and keep silent. Gradually, listening to her remarks make me unhappy and eventually I can’t help myself but said 

“…By falling you mean….?”

“That kind of thing, it doesn’t need me to explain clearly to understand.”

Towards the sentence which I mustered my courage to ask, Masked Lady replied to me with an even stronger tone.

“I don’t know…, where is this place…?” 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.

“Here…? It is as you see, this place is a book room. Or…are you asking about this world?”

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 world—with such anticipation I nodded my head.

“Silly child, why must I tell you?”

  As if to crush my expectation, Masked Lady reply with a cold tone.

“Because…you…came here earlier than me…?”

“That’s right, I was already here way before u even come.”

“Then when did you come here?”

“That is why, didn’t I say before? Very long time ago.”

Towards me who is asking questions like a mermaid spitting out bubbles, Masked Lady answered annoyingly.

“…. Who…are you?”

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.

“You asked who I am? Well, you will find out one day.”

As Masked Lady seems to be bent on destroying my wish, she answered me vaguely again, letting out a mocking laughter.

“….”

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 Deemo’s leg like I fainted and close my eyes.

“…. Deemo, when exactly did Masked Lady come here…?”

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: Alice’s likely referring to the question of when did Masked lady come here]

“……..”

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.

--That’s right, Deemo is always like this, skillfully putting me to sleep. Always….

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Deemo Last Dream part 4

Anddd yes im back from the dead :”D  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 mehs 

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 cut 

4m

Yesterday—As I still cant make up the timings here, so I decided that the time before I fall asleep is yesterday – I was dancing with Deemo before I sleep. In the end I didn’t 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 why…)

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 now…? I can’t remember who said it that once a person grows up, they can’t 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 possible…)

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 song…)

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.  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 slow…)

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 piano…

♩

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 –-- Masked Lady who have been sleeping, slowly raised her head and looked towards my direction.

(Eh…?)

Suddenly, my heart rate increase and out of fear I quickly closed the door and run back to the piano room for safety.

(Just now…I seem to have make eye contact with the mask lady…)

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 her…

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 it…. Just like this, I slowly crawl towards the trunk of the tree and lightly touched it.

(Why…whenever I touch the tree there is a marvellous feeling…)

That feeling, it feels like touching a part of someone’s happy memories….

♩

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.

(Ehhh…?)

I got a small fright as this seems to be the first time Deemo is hinting to me something.

“Are you going to play it for me…?”

Looking at Deemo’s 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 Deemo’s long slender hand playing a totally new piece of music.

(Why…)

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, Deemo’s performance feels like a dream, which quickly ended.

(Ahh…I still want to listen more….)

--I still want to continue listening….

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 go….!

(*Tbh I don’t really understand this… the Chinese 对这有如最喜欢的电影当中一幕的景象one was 连沉浸在演奏余韵的时间都没有 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)

 The scene felt so dreamy, I cant help but feel like I have seen something like this before. That’s right— like a scene from my favourite movie, Deemo and I look at each other and innocently smiled—though, I do not know if Deemo did smiled—

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 home…?

[zhongchuusimp]

I have something extremely important to say

[zhongchuusimp]

Deemo Last Dream Eternal Dream

Ahhh----FORGIVE ME FOR THE SLOW UPDATES ;w; I decided to translate this chapter first since it was shorter and my what a mistake. Translating it to english was longer than i thought (compared to reading it...most of u were probs like bruh) As for the chapter Wonder tree, im translating the 4m mark well...theres still some more paragraphs to go before i can up the next part translation..... While translating this chapter another chapter Last dream is also related to this. By the Chapter name i hope yall realise that this chapter is a what if alice decide to not wake up from the dream and decide to be with deemo forever. I doubt it will be considered spoilers...? If most of u have played the game before...

Also this chapter woulds probs be confusing cuz at some points there would be use of pronoun and then later there would be none. Any grammar mistakes or anything, please forgive me. English may be my first language but I been constantly failing english. 

Also have some Rimuru/Raphael-san tensura would be the reason why im lazy to translate because im busy fangirling 

Alright alright i will stop my stupid rumbling. Enjoy this chapter!

If there is such a thing as a forever story in this world, then in that story the main character with an eternal life would be wishing for death as their last wish. 

But for Alice, she doesn’t understand why would the main character wish for death. Because Alice she is still a girl who dream of forever…. Since young she purely wishes to live forever. No matter who they are, they will think the same. No matter where, Alice always hold on to that longing of forever.

♩

[---“You are me, and I am you. Let us change this together”]“Na… Alice, Put me on.”The mask called out to Alice with a gentle yet alluring voice.

Now, Alice already understands the meaning of that sentence.

No… to be exact, she already knew it long ago.

Since picking up the fragments…no, it should be when she saw this last dream, she already bears the fate of wearing this mask—

(If I were to destroy this mask, this dream would end….and I can wake up from this dream)

However—the moment the mask is destroyed, I will definitely forget the things about Deemo…

All the memories of being together with Deemo in the tree room, I will forget everything right….

Not only Deemo… there’s still big brother Hans…I won’t be able to see them again anymore right…

(…Just like that… I haven’t said goodbye yet.)

“…If so, that’s so sad…”

[-- I…I want to wake up from this dream, 

but I cant do it… 

Because I don’t even want to wake up… 

To let go of this blissful dream, 

I cant do it…]

Alice took a deep breath, as she put on the mask slowly to continue this dream.

Alice won’t know what this would represent.

That would represent losing the most important thing in life. But towards the little girl with the dream of forever she won’t understand this –

“I want to go back to that tree room again…I want to see Deemo again”

Following that, the simple and naïve Alice wishes from her heart.

 At that moment, the mask attached itself to Alice face and her body also become icy cold.

Cold to the point where she will freeze, Alice felt her decreasing body temperate and at the same time crawl towards a corner of the book room and took out the robe with the name of [celia] that was there and wore it.

--Its fine…it won’t be cold like this.

Clenching the corner of the warm robe, just like this in the book room Alice suddenly fall asleep.

(Like this…we won’t be separated anymore….)

♩

…After that, it is unknown how long have passed.

(But, it’s definitely not because I returned to this world…. it’s because I no longer have the concept of time… I become unable to know what time is….)

Mask lady—the Alice that become Ceila. When she realizes it, she was already sitting on the chair by the table. 

She slowly opened her eyes and from the corner of the door she saw the nostalgic body of Deemo. Deemo was being himself, expressionless and playing the incredible fan-shaped piano—

Deemo….!

For Celia to be able to return to the world where her most beloved Deemo was, she was very happy and look forward to being at Deemo side. 

But unknown to her no matter how much she wanted to call out to the name she love deeply, no matter how much she to move towards Deemo, there isn’t any sound coming out nor can she move her body.

(Why…?)

--And unknowingly, I’m sleepy, I want to sleep…

Just as Celia manage to come back to the big tree room, but as her body felt an extreme pang of sleepiness as if death have come for a visit.

(I have indeed returned to Deemo’s world…yet why isn’t there a big tree….)

Barely managing to keep her eyes open, the surroundings of the piano room entered her vision. But she couldn’t see any signs of the big tree that have grown to its max. However, from the surroundings around Deemo…that is indeed without question, the big tree room.

(… …Deemo… please… notice me…)

—Even though Celia felt an abnormal feeling of fear, she said her wish out to the mask that was either covering or attached to her face. 

Yet this wish lost to the intense feeling of sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep. Then at this moment—From the gap of her heavy closing eyelids*, she saw an unbelievable sight. As if a angel have descended from the ceiling window, she saw herself, --no she saw Alice falling into this world.

(T/N: Yeah I know this sentence here is weird I couldn’t think of any descriptive phrase to describe her extreme sleepiness of her heavy eyelids)

Just like that time, Deemo stopped playing the piano and using his long yet black arms gently caught Alice.

Neh Deemo….this is a dream right?        

[zhongchuusimp]

WHAT

what

WHAT

THIS IS TOO FAST

An Important Announcement

Today, as published in the update on the GanGan Online Application, we bring you an announcement.

The next chapter, Chapter 92 of “The Morose Mononokean”, will be the last!

I hope you’ll join me in seeing them off until the very end.😊 Please enjoy the last chapter!

(Wazawa & all of the Mononokean members)