Memories Surrounding the Moment of Death

It may come with tears or smiles. But parting is inevitable.

What kind of epilogue will the interpretation of the Laurants bring about?

 

Inuhiko…

 

We can’t say…

 

Saruhiko…

 

That we understand how you feel…

 

Sickly-hiko…

 

But we want you to feel better…

 

Dark-hiko…

 

I don’t mind

<A funky yankee with a monkey’s face>

 

But it’s not funny if you become

<A funky gangmember with a monkey’s face>

 

At these times…

We can’t even…

 

Bring a smile to the face of someone dear to us…

Bring a smile to the face of someone dear to us…

 

So what good are we

So what good are we

 

As <idols that are supposed to cultivate smiles>

As <idols that are supposed to cultivate smiles>

 

So please

Come see us at <the upcoming Leon Mall event, where we’ll perform as part of an idol group backed by the local business association, replacing former members that suddenly quit>[our next performance]!

 

The Story of Cherry Blossoms and You

Lyrics: Kakumei-sensei Composer: Kurikikawa Shouta

 

The white-glazed

\Sayo-pon!/

Mount Kuze

\Myappi!/

And the shore dyed in pink

\L-O-V-E Koririn!/

 

Within these revolving seasons, I still seek for you…

\Sankin-koutai for the princesses!/

 

“Thank you for your kind patronage!”

“Are you for real..?”

“Everyone, at ease!”

“I mean, that did put a smile on my face…from laughing at them.”

“Our dear samurais, are you ready?”

“Now I just feel like a damned fool for being so down!”

“It’s time to pay your dues this summer!”

 

[SAKURA🌸HiME] glossary: Sayo-pon = the nickname for Munakata Sayori, one of the original members of the group. Her color is pink. Samurai = soldiers that will protect the princesses in times of need, aka fans. Myappi = the nickname for Ameno Miyabi, one of the new members of the group. Her color is also pink. Sankin-koutai = fans from all over the nation coming to visit their princesses, aka going to live performances. Koririn = the nickname for Yatsuishi Kori, one of the new members of the group. Her color is once again pink. Pay your dues = a situation where fans need to brace themselves, basically a call to pump up the audience. Pink color = in the beginning, the girls were meant to pick different theme colors for themselves, but a certain somebody of great importance once said, “Who the hell is gonna eat sakura shrimp that isn’t pink?”, so they all settled on pink.

 

Suwatake!!!

Some shitty brats <from the gang Under the Moon>[of yours]

Laid their filthy hands on a friend of ours

 

Man, that’s so uncool

I bet you’re the one pulling all the strings, too

 

Hey <bro>

What’s got your panties in a twist?

What a way of greeting, <internationally considered body language>[a bodyblow]

 

Sure you got enough calcium?

“Sorry, but we don’t serve your mommy’s milk in <Music Bar Elysion>[here].”

 

Don’t try to change the subject

You aren’t getting out of this

I got my information <through conversing with body language>[by beating the shit out them]

 

Those scumbags can try their dirty tricks again

But I kicked their asses so hard they cried!

 

Abandoned by the pregnant <whore>[slut] who can’t stand kids

Merciless times, forced into <the path of a villain with no return>[bloody road]

 

Your cold gaze from that day

“Did give me the chills, y’know?”

 

Aight bring it on!

If you wanna die so bad,

I’ll kill you!

 

Ally of justice?

Say, what a farce! Yo!

We’re birds of the same feather, <bro>

<So easily triggered by mentions of kids and cars, you are!>

[You bastard with your double standards!]

 

Looks like this night won’t end without one of us dead!

 

-you sure talk big,

But you’re holding back, aren’t you!?

 

“Don’t tell me…

You really…

Aren’t behind this…”

 

“Until you come running back to me like a drenched puppy…

I’ll make sure to destroy…

Everything that chains you down…”

 

“Well…you do have the option of euthanasia.”

 

Every time we cure one disease…

Another one comes to take its place…

 

Is sickness the <lifespan>[law of nature]...

Prescribed by the divine…?

 

It is my <ego> that wants her to live

But also my <ego> that doesn’t want her to suffer

 

This contradictory heart of mine…

Is tearing me apart…

 

When the final injection was performed…

“Are you sure about this?” “Yes…”

The time that I betrayed bears its fangs…

 

Just which-

Is my real memory?

 

As I sat on the porch showered in cherry blossoms

I think of the times my dear friend and I lived through

Resting on my lap

<My beloved cat that fought with the laws of nature till the very end>[Suzu] closed her eyes in slumber-

 

“She blazed past…like the west wind…”