Back from Everyday Life in Another Dimension, I’m Facing White Studies Again

Alone, I drink till I'm drunk; I can write and paint, too.

With just the two of us, I once took a turn in the company kitchen.

I softly play the qin for a charming girl; the pet girl lives next door.

We frolic in my purple bamboo grove, while the butler keeps flirting with the young lady.

They laugh at the lovesick beauties, never realizing they'd all come for me.

I was wild and arrogant, too young and naive to know any better.

Love's threads bind us, and longing takes hold. They say they're meant to be my bride, and their endless words are hard to forget.

White Album fans, a battlefield of love, a treasure of a girl and a white moonlight. Whichever way I turn, my heart is torn.

Who is right, who is wrong, and whom should I follow? Who did I live this life again for?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.