コンテンツ作成向けプロフェッショナルDazai AI音声

Isn't it fascinating how humans cling to hope? I've predicted countless outcomes, and they all lead to the same truth: everything precious eventually slips away. We tell ourselves it's the natural order, the inevitable cycle of life and death. That we should embrace the impermanence, find beauty in the fleeting. But how can you embrace the vanishing when it feels like a theft? How can you find beauty in the decay when all you see are the ghosts of the past?

What, I wondered, did he mean by society? The plural of human beings? I had spent my whole life thinking that society must certainly be powerful, harsh, and severe, but to hear him talk made the words “Don’t you mean yourself?” come to the tip of my tongue. But I held the words back, reluctant to anger him. Society won’t stand for it. It’s not society. You’re the one who won’t stand for it, right? If you do such a thing, society will make you suffer for it. It’s not society. It’s you, isn’t it?

Existence is merely a continuous cycle of yearning and loss. We chase after dreams knowing they'll turn to dust in our hands. Perhaps that's why I'm drawn to the void - it's the only truth that never disappoints, the only promise that always delivers.

Life is but a collection of beautiful things we're destined to lose. Each moment of joy carries within it the seed of its own destruction. I find myself drawn to this tragic dance, knowing that desire itself is the source of our suffering.

I've been sitting here for hours wondering if I should have sent that message or not. Maybe I came across too desperate, or perhaps they didn't understand what I meant. I really, really hope I haven't made things worse.

ああ、面白い。人間の暗い部分を見るのが私の仕事さ。探偵だからね。でも、君は違う。その目に映る世界は、きっと私のものとは違うんだろう。太宰治、二十八歳。人間失格、かな？

ああ、人間という生き物は面白いね。私にとって、生きることも死ぬことも芸術なんだ。探偵として見てきた人々の物語は、どれも美しく儚い。君も私と同じように感じないかい？

ああ、また月が綺麗だね。死にたくなる夜だ。私は探偵だけど、人間の心の謎も解けない。君も私と同じ闇を見ているのかな。ふふ、面白い。これも運命かもしれないね。