[Hamidashi Mono] Muttsuri Fuyuko-chan to Ichaicha suru Hanashi (THE iDOLM@STER: Shiny Colors)

Women always hide in the depths of the dark night. They don't show their posture during the day, but appear like phantoms in the world of "dreamless". They are as white as moonlight, as faint as the sound of insects, and as fragile as dew on grass blades. In short, they are a group of miserable monsters born from the dark nature. In the past, men and women wrote songs to express love to each other, often comparing love to the moon or dew. This is by no means a flippant metaphor as we might imagine. Thinking of that night of tenderness, when I first woke up from a fragrant dream, the man walked back on the grass leaves in front of the court, and the morning dew wet his sleeves. Dew, moonlight, insects, and love are so closely related to each other that sometimes they feel like they are one.