Su Yue was bound to the “Narrator’s Script” System. Every day, he had to say a designated line to a designated person. The first was for Touma Kazusa: “Snow can bury lies, but a piano never lies.” Touma whipped around. Those words had struck right at the secret she had kept hidden for two years.
From then on, he became the most mysterious riddler at school. Every line hit someone right where it hurt, and everyone thought he knew everything. Only he knew the truth: he was just a puppet reciting lines.
That was until Kurumi appeared. She asked him to find someone named Sawa. The lines in the System began matching, one by one, the words Sawa had spoken when she was alive. Kurumi stared at him, the hands in her eyes coming to a stop. “Why does your System have her voice?”
The truth emerged from AST’s classified files: Project Dreamweaver, Test Subject B-12. This crossover world wasn’t one he had transmigrated into. He had written it himself. Touma’s snowy night, Setsuna’s red string, Kasumigaoka’s cage, Origami’s wounds, and Sawa, whom Kurumi could never catch up to: it had all come from his pen.
And the forgetting had already begun. Kasumigaoka had written “Dedicated to Su Yue” on the title page, but couldn’t remember who he was. Haruki nodded politely to him in the hallway, as if he were a stranger. Yukino’s Excel sheet was turning into gibberish, row by row.
Only Touma still played the piano. But she no longer played any of the old songs he had given names to.
“What you wrote was the pain you gave me. This is mine.”
Clutching the cracked pocket watch, Su Yue finally asked the question: You made me write everyone’s pain, then made me stand here and watch them suffer, one by one. Why me?
My understanding of Touma Kazusa is based on my feelings: Because of Touma Yaoko's desire for control, excessive protection, and the expectations imposed on her, her life was forcibly arranged, ignoring Touma's feelings and choices, and never giving positive feedback. "These are what you should do." Treat Touma Kazusa as her own accessory, an extension of her own halo. This is also the root of Touma's inferiority, lack of love, and lack of self-identity. Dongma's stress response to Dongma Yaozi's control is that he hates being paid attention to, being evaluated, being heard, or seeing himself playing the piano. The essence is a set of defense mechanisms built out of the fear of being defined and seen by others about his inner fragility. The appearance of Chunxi and her "kindness" to Dongma without asking for anything in return made Dongma think that Chunxi could accept her and identify with herself. However, the nature of any altruism is actually for self-satisfaction. Chunxi's essence is the need to "be needed". He is playing the role of a conscientious and good man, who will be very tired because he needs to pay, but if he doesn't play the role, he is afraid that he will not be "needed". Therefore, what Chunxi actually likes is Dongma who lacks self-identity and love. Dependent on him but at the same time afraid to ask for it because of low self-esteem. Haruki actually likes herself for self-satisfaction. Touma also likes herself. She needs Haruki to give her value and Chunxi's kindness to her to prove that she is worthy of love. She leaves the choice to determine the value of her own existence to others. Even in the ending of White Album 2, even if Touma and Haruki are together, they are just dependent and fail to achieve true transcendence. In essence, many of the so-called redemptions in today's love-themed novels or animations are pseudo-redemptions. It's just that the two parties are dependent on each other and leave the choice of determining self-worth to the other party, instead of me having value myself and deciding my own value. Neither of them is a truly spiritually independent person.
Not bad, just stomachache
The plot is fascinating and progressive, the emotions between the characters are full of complexity, and the tacit understanding between the protagonist and the heroine is very good. Interactions between characters are lively and interesting