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...
Speaking from the perspective 
of a listener,
،من وجهة نظري كمستمعة
Wenn ich dir mal als Zuhörer
einen Tipp geben darf …
Como consumidora te digo
que el death solitario no se vende.
Como consumidora te digo
que el death solitario no se vende.
Je suis fan du genre,
Parlando dalla prospettiva di un ascoltatore,
Falando pela perspectiva
de uma ouvinte,
Как слушатель могу сказать,