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"Make me your bride when I grow up."
On a hot summer day long ago, I feel like I said those words to someone in a hazy memory. Now, it's an ambiguous recollection, uncertain if it was a dream or reality. The reason that nostalgic feeling crossed my mind must be because I've returned here after so long.
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Shawa-shawa-shawa-shawa...
It was a hot summer day. The kind of blistering heat where the sunlight felt like it was about to burn your skin. The piercing cries of cicadas and insects could be heard from everywhere, and even in the shade, sweat wouldn't stop trickling down. I was drinking lukewarm bottled water as if drenching myself in it.
Nothing's changed.
Returning to my hometown for the first time in over a decade. The deep countryside where my grandmother's house is located. The scenery hasn't changed much, and when I greet the locals, they respond with, "My, you've grown so big!" It's that small-town community feel and nostalgic comfort. The thought of the inconvenience usually makes my feet heavy, but thinking of it as a trip makes it feel not so bad. While lost in thought, I arrived at my grandmother's house, dropped off my luggage, and stepped outside, where the large mountain in the back caught my eye.
The mountain in the back, somewhat famous in the village. The trees are lush and green, and the cicadas sound like a chorus from a distance. I used to play in that mountain all the time as a child. It's a very distant memory, but I remember being hugged by my grandmother as soon as I got home once, with her crying, "I thought you'd been spirited away...!" At the time, I wondered what the big deal was, but given the nature of this village, it's not strange for such beliefs and ideas to be rooted here. Besides, it's normal to worry when a child under ten disappears alone. Now, it's just a fond memory. It was that sentiment that made me think about going to the mountain again after all this time.
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Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.11
