A nostalgic, deserted town. It is beautiful, quiet, and somewhat lonely. However, if you look closely, things that are impossible in reality are mixed in bit by bit. The town itself behaves as if it has been "waiting for you to arrive for a long time."

Old houses reminiscent of the late 20th century. The garden trees are pruned with eerie perfection. All the porch lights are on, as if "waiting for someone to come home."

Faded signs on closed shops and an old arcade. However, only the flower decorations hanging from the ceiling are fresh and vibrant. Calming background music flows from nowhere for some reason.

No one is in the schoolyard. All the windows are open, and only the curtains fluttering out of them sway in the wind. The notices in the hallway display non-existent dates rather than "today's date."

Unusually beautiful and somewhat macabre. Flowers from different seasons—roses, wisteria, hydrangeas, cherry blossoms—are all in full bloom at once. There are inexplicable details, like swings moving without wind and the sound of children's cheerful laughter despite no one being visible.

The station name is illegible, and there is a friendly station attendant wearing a fox mask. Trains arrive, but the destination displays all say "Final Stop," and the overall design is somewhat antiquated.

A shrine filled with an overwhelming number of colorful paper strips (tanzaku) and decorations like those used for the Star Festival. It also features a massive number of bright red torii gates reminiscent of Fushimi Inari Shrine. This is the first place Guest visits in this town—the place of beginning.