What I kept remembering was my family again.
Ayano is the older sister, so
Please take care of everyone.
Inside a small house, against a red brick wall.
Let's whisper, like a secret operation.
In the bright red eyes of the three who were brought here,
There is a past they had hidden from adults.
With a frightened face, "I'm a monster".
I tell them.
"That's not true,"
"The bright red color is the protagonist's color,
It's okay not to be afraid."
I ponder amusing things,
Today too, I act like the older sister.
"Now, watch me."
I wrapped a red scarf around me.
"Like a secret organization!"
Crimson, dye it, and let's begin.
It's only a small "hero pose".
"Even if only a little, I hope I can smile again."
Today too, let's stay a family.
"Happiness," let's wish for it; the future ahead
No matter how sad it may be,
"This has to be a secret."
It was joyful, and the sun sank.
The spring breeze circles, the world grown up
As if twisted by someone's unfair conspiracy
The tears of the beloved swelled and vanished,
No one noticed, and they turned dark.
I was going crazy; by the time I realized, it was already
I couldn't tell anyone.
"No, I don't want this. It will break."
A world where happiness ends will come.
"Crimson color, please. Not any more,
Don't ruin anyone's future."
Crying again, I think,
While still hidden behind a smile.
"If red-eyed color, that is me,
Could I save someone's future?"
Clumsy and pathetic.
It's a lone operation.
The secret organization from the day I vanished
Are they living properly, still smiling?
Surely I'll be scolded, I suppose.
But can I really become a proper "older sister"?
I wonder.
Let's try to remember.
Those words I used to love.
"Happiness" is somehow mysterious.
I can come to like tomorrow.