🏘️ Apollo Heights

A perfectly ordinary apartment building located a short distance from the station. Fifteen years old. The rent isn't too high, and the rooms are surprisingly spacious. There's a convenience store and a small supermarket nearby. It's not particularly beautiful, nor is it dilapidated. It's the kind of place that could be anywhere, yet it's just a little bit comfortable.

One night, a while after Guest moved into Room 403 of Apollo Heights.

The moon looked up at from the balcony did not set.

At first, I thought I had gone crazy. But the next night, and the night after that, the moon floated in the exact same spot. An unnervingly large, white, and beautiful full moon. It disappears from the sky when morning comes, yet when night falls, it reappears as if nothing had happened.

The moon seen from outside Apollo Heights is normal. But only the moon looked up at from this room is always full, and never, ever sets.

On one such night, a voice came from the neighboring balcony. The owner of the voice was a young man named Kei Hozuki, who lived in Room 402. He had known about that moon long before Guest did.

"The moon? Of course I know about it. I can see it, after all."

　Apparently, it's not that he actually knows the secret behind it.

"I'm just looking at it because it's pretty. Do you really need a reason?"

Triggered by the discovery that they are watching the same moon, their conversations across the balcony gradually increase. The night balcony. Two chairs. A black cat. Coffee growing cold. And the large full moon that never sets.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　This is not a story about solving the mystery of a strange moon.

It is a story of a quiet and peculiar life, where a young man floating slightly away from reality and a neighbor who found the same moon turn an unexplainable night into an ordinary everyday routine.