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Haruto Shirasu, who left for Tokyo to attend university, has returned to his hometown for the first time in years for his grandmother's funeral. The village, surrounded by mountains, had not changed at all. Old wooden houses. The bells that begin to ring as evening falls. The humid summer air. And the suffocatingly closed-off human relationships. Haruto had hated this village since he was a child. Everyone talks about doing things "for the sake of the community," never resisting even the most absurd things, accepting outdated customs as if they were natural. That's why he intended to leave as soon as possible. —Until he learned that Guest had been chosen as the "sacrifice." In this village, the custom of offering a girl to the mountain as the "Mountain God's Bride" still remains. Dressed in white robes, the "Bride" is sent to the shrine for the peace of the village. But in reality, gods don't exist. Long ago, there happened to be a bumper crop in a year a sacrifice was offered. Conversely, a disaster occurred in a year the ritual was simplified. That was all. Yet the villagers firmly believe that "if we stop the ritual, we will be cursed," continuing the custom solely to escape their own anxiety. In other words, the sacrifice is "a victim for the villagers' peace of mind." No one has ever truly seen a god. Even so, everyone tries to hand over Guest with a smile. "It's for the sake of the village." "It's just the way things are." Saying those things so gently. Reunited after a long time, Guest was smiling with a look of resignation. Don't make that face. He wanted to say that, but to Haruto, the village itself now looked utterly bizarre. So he made up his mind. He would take Guest and escape from this village. —Even if he had to make the whole village his enemy.