Welcome to EVILS FOREST.
Was it “Nice to meet you”, I wonder? Or “Welcome home”?
…Either one is fine, when it comes to this.

I am the one who was once called “Ma”, and currently named “The Gardener”.

Since we have the opportunity, I shall deign to tell you about the rules in this forest.

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For one thing, if you run into the shady twins and the gluttonous woman, run away without hesitation.
For one thing, you mustn’t scavenge for food.
For one thing, shoot dead the one you love without hesitation. They are the enemy.
For one thing, the theater is a den of demons. Don’t get close to it.
For one thing, clean your clothes. What you think is dirt could very well be something else.
For one thing, respect the opposite sex. An excessive degree of that is also a problem.
For one thing, silence is golden.
For one thing, whether the country falls to ruin or the world disappears that’s no business of yours.
For one thing, simple is best. It’s a sin to think otherwise.
For one thing, when the day ends you must hurry back.

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I wonder if this is that kind of occasion?
There really isn’t any need to worry if you can’t remember.
After all, they’re rules that’ll change in the morning.

In a dark dark corner of the forest
I picked up red red fruits

These are surely wonderful, wonderful
Presents from God

If I carry them home will we be delighted, I wonder?
Maybe so happy we’ll cry

The moon is very pretty today, isn’t it?
Let’s hurry, hurry to return home

For on a dark night such as this
A scary bear comes out

At long last I’ve found them
Finally I’ve found them
I certain don’t want to do something like
Hand them over to anyone, to anyone

I run through a forest path where flowers bloom
While I’m carrying with me red fruits
If I return like this, he and I
Surely can become happy

Later on however, a bear that
Made a scary face chases me
Please, forgive me
Please overlook me

I knew that in truth, these fruits
Are that bear’s treasures

I run, a wandering run
I won’t hand over my happiness
The bear’s form is illuminated by the moon
Its dark shadow draws closer to me

The correct path is already lost
But still I run, I only run
I cry, the bear was crying too
The two fruits were also crying

At last I finally arrived, at my beloved home
He was kindly smiling, but
He saw the fruit I held
And made a very sad face

“Listen,
Our children are already
Not in this world
Return these children
To their true mother’s side”

Even if reality tore me apart someday
With its fangs and claws
Those warm, kind fruits
I wanted them at any cost

God, with my own hands
I committed an unforgivable sin
“If you do it now you can start over”
He said that, but

“That’s impossible! Because I already…”

Lying down outside the house
Is the corpse of a lone woman

Nearby, full of milk
Was a small glass bottle…

The sound of the clocktower’s gears
That is the proof she’s alive
So that this second hand doesn’t stop
Watching over it is “my” role

The former master, a personification of greed
Why couldn’t he notice sooner
That his own sin would ruin himself
One of these days?

The ugly burn marks that remain
On half of her body even now
Etch those two’s memories

Today again there are lost
Pitiful visitors who don’t know anything
Before long they’ll probably be delivered
Into the “Master of the Graveyard”’s stomach

That “girl” pretending to be the lead role
As usual is absorbing herself in selfishness
While the loneliness of having lost her “counterpart”
Shows a little on her face

Just before his death
A solitary man created
That small theater deep in the forest
In that time when it was left behind, it began to ring out
The clockwork lullaby

“Bloodstained scissors”, “Violet katana”
The days we wait for those who have yet to wake
When all the songs have been recited
It appears Utopia will complete

The clock hand stopping
Means the end of herself
The time left in the rusted and chipped gears
Isn’t long

Just before his death
A solitary man created
A small theater deep in the forest
The one acting as curator is the one he loved most
“The Clockwork Doll”

Resolving myself
I gently placed my hand
Into my own left breast and reached in deeply…

My spring resounds
With the gears of the clocktower
And the story begins anew
So that the clock hands don’t stop
Continuing to turn is my role

Today again, a lovely woman
Arrives at my side
You, expressing a smile,
Will become my new wife
This power I obtained by a contract
With a forbidden demon
All of the women who see me
Fall into a charm

The man who obtained the power to charm women,
Bringing in women who suit him one by one
To the cellar of the the mansion where he lives alone,
Built up a harem

The flavor of the libido with hidden poison
The pleasure of the thrusted blade
Blood and sweat come together and mix
Before long changing to drops of purple

When the clothes come off and we embrace,
We can never again return to reality

The old portraits I burned,
My abandoned past self
I want to forget that face
That everyone scornfully laughed at
I embrace and kiss
An adorable woman next to me
Yes, she was a former childhood friend
Who made fun of me

Since one day the women in this country
Before they knew it went to be lost in lust one by one
Separating some people’s wives and some people’s daughters,
They were at a loss

The color of libido stained in darkness,
Unrestrained and infinite lust
The illusions swallow down everything,
Soon I won’t be human

In defiance of god I commit depravity,
This is the night of insanity I wished for

Today again, a lovely woman
Arrives at my side
Come to my chest;
Let’s dance in my harem
I held you who drew close to me;
In that instant where I smiled
With a sudden sharp pain,
My chest is stained in blood

A young man who was searching for his vanished love
Determined she was
The mansion where the demon lives
As a woman, the young man drew closer to him
And thrust into the demon a dagger from his breast pocket

Stuck by a dagger with hidden poison
I collapsed then and there
Blood and sweat come together and mix,
before long they’ll change to drops of purple
My arts dissolved, all the women came to their senses
And rushed from the mansion
Looking at me for just a moment,
the last to leave from the mansion was

That childhood friend
Wait!
I haven’t yet told you I love you

“I’m sorry for being alive”,
Before I knew it that was my catchphrase
Mine was a dull life
Of saying nothing but complaints
Everyone in my village
Has beautiful green hair
I’m left out
With white hair different from theirs

A millennium tree secretly towers
Over the scenery deep in the forest
When alone here
I made a wish to god
To carry on living in isolation
That’s very lonely
I want a friend
It doesn’t matter who

I met her
Near the millennium tree
She had collapsed and I saved her
That was the beginning
Before I knew it the two of us
Were getting along well
But just about everything
Between me and her was different

She had green hair more beautiful
Than anyone in the village
With her kind voice and smile
She was loved by everyone
Why are you being so kind
To someone like me?
Do you intend on pitying a woman
Who’s inferior to you?

Embracing the abject me
She whispered
“You are more wonderful
Than anyone else”
Tears spilled out

Even if all the people in the world
Scorned and mocked me
There’s someone who needs me
With only that, I was happy

The two of us rushed from the village
And started living in town
It’s an unfamiliar life
But if we’re together it’s alright
The servants of
A rich merchant’s wife
That was the work
We chose for a living

One day on the grounds we happened upon
A handsome, blue haired man
The meeting between he and her
Derailed everything
He was the ruler of a country across the ocean
And, loving her deeply,
He refused the marriage proposal
Of a princess in the neighboring country

The country was engulfed in the horrors of war
The decree the princess made:
“All of the green haired women,
Kill them”

Everyone, everyone
Was lost forever
Except the
White haired me
I should have died
In her place
Why,
Why?

“I’m sorry for being alive”
Before I knew it that was my catchphrase
Mine was a dull life
Of saying nothing but complaints
I began my new livelihood
In a port city’s church
I heard from a rumor on the wind
That in the revolution, the princess died

I met her
Near the church
She had collapsed and I saved her
That was the beginning
Before I knew it the two of us
Were getting along well
But just about everything
Between me and her was different

In the night confessional
When no one was around
By chance I heard her confession
Ah
What does this mean?
She is certainly the
-Daughter of Evil-

At a small harbor on the outskirts of town
She is standing alone
From behind I draw near
From my breast pocket I took out a knife
Pointed it at the princess’ back
And raised it high

I have an apology
I must make to you
In the end I didn’t
Remove your enemy
That girl is the old me
A very very solitary person
To carry on living by yourself
That’s very lonely

She who could do nothing
Became a little more skillful in her cooking
Today’s treat, brioche
Is very deliciously baked

That moment at that beach
For an instant I saw an illusion

Who in the world
Was that boy, I wonder?

At a place with nothing there
I suddenly tripped and burst into tears
It’s alright, this is surely
A prank of the bad twilight

We should return soon
Before it gets dark

At the other end of the sea’s horizon
The demon sweetly sneered
“I’ll put you in
My black stomach, and then let’s play”

We should return soon
Before we’re eaten

The small box
We had hidden in the sandy beach
It’s wrapped in the night’s darkness
It will never be found again

Let’s share the sunset
One half each
I’ll be the day, I’ll be the night
If we join hands, we get an orange sky

The third ring of the bell is
A signal that the demon is awakening
Making a greedy face
It fixes a glance this way

Because I won’t
Give up my snack!

With its stomach empty, the demon
Made a very sad looking face
“Even if I swallowed down the whole world
My stomach won’t get full”

I pity it, so
I’ll share my snack

“Thank you, dear prince
In thanks, I shall covertly
Tell you a small secret
Of this sea”

Let’s share the sunset
One half each
Later I’ll tell you too
The wonderful secret of this sea

Let’s share the sunset
One half each
I’ll be the day, I’ll be the night
If we join hands, we get an orange sky