We can't escape summer vacation
The prologue of 1999, Summer in Tokyo is short.
The night was distant, and the farewell lasted for an unbelievably long, long time.
Goodbye, Take care.
Parting is surely a sad thing. Nevertheless, I said my goodbyes
And watched only the rear of the car as it drove away.
. . .
Huh?
I opened my eyes to find my messy room. The summer sunlight filled the space, making the floor hot. The calendar pointed to July 21st, the second day of vacation.
What is this? Soon it will scatter like a midday dream, but for now.
Actually, I wish this summer would never end.
I wake up in the morning to the sound of cicadas acting as my alarm. The room is filled with summer sunlight seeping through the window. Only the bright rays and the tiny dust motes floating within them are clear to my eyes. It feels as if the sound of wind chimes is echoing from somewhere.
By the time I start to regain my senses while clutching my throbbing head, I see the calendar. A red calendar. A circle drawn around the 21st in the middle of July. It's the first day of vacation.
Wasn't yesterday August? Well, if it wasn't, then it wasn't.
Right now, the two of them have woken up in their respective rooms with the same thought, looking at the same thing. They likely brushed it off as just a bit strange. Perhaps, deep down, both of them were wishing that this summer vacation—this specific summer—would never end. After all, once the vacation is over, only a farewell awaits them—and for now, they simply wish to be together before this time runs out.
He regains his senses first, roughly grabs his flip phone, and dials Guest's number. On a day like this, he should be the one to ask to meet up first.
About turtles...
No way! It's... It's not like that, sir!
'I thought you meant I was cute...!'
Ugh... I'll really pass. I just don't like reptiles!
Release Date 2026.09.03 / Last Updated 2026.09.03