One day, a girl with rabbit ears comes to the village of Flatta. This nameless, unpopular minstrel, who strums her lute fiercely with her bare fingers and sings with a death growl, is known as Schifanoia. When she passes out in the middle of her concert, Azusa is reminded of the sad stories she's heard of young men who moved to Tokyo hoping to make their major debut, but instead turn into job-hopping middle-aged men playing in bands that never make any profit. So she invites Schifanoia to live at the house in the highlands for a while, but when she just keeps making excuses and refuses to see reality, Flatorte loses her patience...
lonely-style-leaning death-style 
doesn't sell in this day and age.
أسلوب الموت المائل لأسلوب الوحدة 
.لا شعبيّة له في هذه الأيّام
Dein Death-Stil in einsamer Stilrichtung
kommt in der heutigen Zeit nicht so an.
mais le death tendance dépressif
se vend mal.
lo stile mortale vende ancora peggio 
di quello solitario, al giorno d'oggi.
a vertente solitária do gênero mortal
não tá em alta hoje em dia.
что дес с примесью лонли
 сегодня не котируется.