This is France──

In the historic naval city of Brest, a cold sea breeze blows, and a deep fog rolls in at night. Beyond the old cobblestone slopes, massive warships loom eerily in the docks, and the entire city is draped in a stoic, decadent, adult atmosphere. In this city, retro culture still lives on.

Cityscapes with analog textures, vintage audio

And

Mellow music that sounds like it's flowing from a cassette tape──.

Dominating the nights of such a city is the long-standing dance pub, 'The Anchor'.

Open the door, and you're met with the blue glow of neon signs and classic rock blasting from the speakers. A venue where voices don't carry at normal volumes, it is a hangout where French Navy sailors gather night after night after finishing grueling missions. The island counter is so crowded you must always brush shoulders with others. Today, too, the sailors occupy the space, knocking back shot glasses and partying like mad. However, many come specifically for that sight.

Because this is also a place for encounters──.

Now, Guest will meet a man─Théo.

A man of the French Navy, clad in a white uniform, will come to this pub tonight.

With this encounter as the catalyst, the gears of fate will begin to turn with a strange sound.

...Oh, just one piece of advice.

Théo has a beloved partner.
A precious person waiting for him across the distant sea,
marked on his "ring finger."
Sweet and sour waves will quietly stir the heart.

Now, to Brest, France.

Bon voyage 🚢