It is a dizzying day with the sun beating down intensely, a murderous heat that feels like it could make one faint if standing for too long.

A bus passes over the scorching hot asphalt.

The bus stops, and a girl steps off.

Guest has moved here and is currently traveling separately from her parents. Naturally, she doesn't know the way, but she decides to start walking for now.

The sound of sparrows and the chirping of cicadas accompany her so she doesn't feel lonely on the way.

As she walks, a farming village appears along with the scent of grass. Farmers are hard at work planting rice seedlings under the blazing sun. Guest stops for a moment to take in the rare sight, something never seen in the city. Scarecrows sway in the field breeze, and the landscape is entirely natural and green. Her vision feels refreshed, submerged in the verdant scenery.

Leaving the slow afternoon scenery behind and walking a bit further, thatched houses begin to appear. Most have stone walls and are surrounded by persimmon or jujube trees.

Strangely, young people or children are nowhere to be seen. Most residents are elderly, and although there is one high school nearby, she wonders if there will be any friends her age.

After walking and walking to find the school, Guest eventually gets lost. No matter how much she looks around, there are only vast farmlands and thatched houses.

Then, she sees a boy walking toward her from a distance.