Toumei Answer

This is the eighth song of the series. The story where one averts one's eyes.

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It's is the story about how Shintarou became a hikikomori (recluse/shut-in).

Shintarou was a student with straight A's when he met Ayano in school, who he didn't want to get close to, but ended up doing so anyway. Ayano had bad grades and called herself stupid. They then enter their first year in high school together. Although she always managed to cheer him up and seemed happy, one day Shintarou finds Ayano crying, but he doesn't know what to do and retreats. The next day he finds out she died, when people bring in flowers for her. It is revealed she committed suicide for an unknown reason. Shintarou goes up to the roof of the school and finds one of the paper cranes that she made. The paper crane was the test paper Shintarou got 100 on, which he tore apart. Her death put him in so much shock that he wanted to escape reality and enclose himself in a digital world which he did by locking himself in his room and becoming a NEET.

English Translation
 (Unofficial Translation)

During these fleeting days, where nothing ever happens I sit in the same seat as always. "Well then, what do you think?" As if attempting again, The textbook without numbers said something.

If you're asking about my results Well, they're fine I guess. On this scrap paper was a 100% perfect score. While grinning shyly, You sat down on the chair next to me, You, the one with a low grade. Outside the window, there's nothing that I wish for Because I'll already know what will happen. "Hey, if that's how it is, then that's really boring." You always seemed so cheerful.

Don't touch The heart that wants to disappear anymore than this. Today too, it can't be found anywhere on this earth. The alarm starts ringing says to the alone me: "You're a coldhearted fool." Even if I'm told a miracle answer It's no use because everything will somehow become obvious. "If I died right now, someone would replace me." Even just muttering that is so foolish.

Although these floating days keep repeating, Whenever you're absent, I get an uncomfortable feeling. Well, anyway, even if my test results are returned tomorrow, They probably won't get any better either.

Somewhere in these non-hectic days, Something might have already gone wrong. The color of your hair, Your smile, Some people might have already forgotten them. "The window next to the vacant seat, Will anything be reflected from it"? Even though I tried to know you, There wasn't even one thing I wasn't able to solve.

If I were able to get even a little bit closer to the answer, then these days could've continued forever. At the moment where I stop the ringing alarm I'm forced to notice that everything is gone.

In the classroom the heart that wants to disappear was hurt, You kept hiding it over and over again behind a smile. The smile of you, who flew through this window and died, I won't ever forget it. Not even tomorrow.