Frozen 2025

年末のこの日、音楽アプリが私、篠原茜（しのはら あかね）の「2025年度リスニングレポート」をポップアップで通知してきた。 キーワードは、「共鳴」 今年、私自身の再生時間はそれほど多くない。このアカウントはずっと、恋人の橘奏太（たちばな そうた）が使っていたからだ。 その下には、小さな文字でこう記されていた。 【12月1日午前4時、あなたはまだあの人と、同じ曲を共有していた。曲名は『愛とは、眠れぬ夜を共にすること』】 私は息を呑んだ。 12月1日は私の誕生日だ。だがその日、私は早々に眠りについていた。 奏太はケーキを切り分けるやいなや、「会社に戻って残業がある」と言って慌ただしく出て行ったはずだ。 何かに取り憑かれたように、震える指で、頻繁にインタラクションのあるその見知らぬアイコンをタップした。 相手の年度キーワードは「独占」 心臓が跳ねる。詳細を開く。 【今年、あなたはこのユーザーと深夜に688回、同じ曲を聴きました。その一回一回が、魂の囁きです】 その直後、奏太からラインの通知が届いた。 【今夜も残業になりそうだ。待たなくていいから、先に寝ててくれ】 一方で、あの見知らぬアカウントはたった今、タイムラインを更新していた。車の中で、二つの手が恋人繋ぎをしている写真だ。 【奏太さんと一緒に残業するのが一番好き。私たち、一生同じ歌を聴いていこうね】

My mom was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Her life is smooth-sailing most of the time. The only mistake she's ever made is falling for my dad. That's why she insists on finding me a husband who's the complete opposite of my dad. My dad is tall and intimidating-looking, so Mom wants someone who's short and perverted-looking. My dad is a knowledgeable and well-read man, so Mom wants a guy who has only graduated from elementary school. My dad prioritizes his moral integrity more than anything else, so Mom prefers a guy who drinks, gambles, and sleeps around. She tells me, "This type of man is easy to manipulate, unlike your father, who just divorced me out of nowhere!" It's true that the man Mom has chosen for me won't divorce me. After all, he leeches from me on top of beating me up. It's not enough to leech my money from me, it seems—he just has to take everything from me. My mom says in a righteous tone, "This is the only way that proves you're valuable to him. He won't divorce you at all." I've fought back and escaped from my husband many times. Every time I do, my mom will trick me into returning to him by hurting herself. As always, I'm greeted with another round of beating whenever I do return to him. Mom will take me to the hospital to get my injuries treated. Then, she'll say, "Hurry up and give birth to a son for him. Once you have a son, you'll be extremely valuable to your husband. He won't beat you up anymore." Today is supposed to be the day Mom takes me to the hospital to check my ovulation timing. She spends a long time calling me on the phone, yet I never pick up. After that, she sends me a few audio messages that last for 60 seconds each just to lecture me. "Beatrice Anderson, what makes you think you can just ignore my calls? The hospital check-up is for your own good! As long as you can get pregnant with a son, your husband will be wrapped around your finger! He won't divorce you after this! Why can't you understand how much I care for you?" I seriously can't understand at all. After all, I've gotten beaten to death yesterday. My corpse is cut into 28 chunks, and they are being frozen in the fridge as I speak.