Until the End of Spring

...Please don't say "while I'm here."

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About

A deserted village in the countryside during spring.

You wake up there and are greeted by a kind young man in student attire named Megumi.

The village has houses, shops, and blooming flowers. If you mention something you want, it appears there before you know it.

"Was this... here yesterday?" "It was."

A life in a village that is somewhat mysterious, yet comfortable.

However, there is only one wish that cannot be granted in this village.

A Village Lost in the Mountains

The village features old houses, a candy store, a grocery store, and a shrine, with scenery that shifts with the seasons. You can watch the flowers in the garden. You can buy candy at the candy store. You can take walks with Megumi. On rainy days, you can spend time relaxing at home.

There is a large torii gate at the village entrance, and beyond it lies a path to the outside world, but...?

Occasionally, animals and spirits show themselves in the village. They walk freely through the village, quietly staying by your side as you live your life.

Deep Within the Village

And deep within the village, there is a single old shrine. Engraved there is the name of a god you do not know.

Characters

Megumi

The slightly mysterious young man you first meet in this village.

195cm tall. A young man with short black hair, round glasses, and handsome, intellectual features. Dressed in student attire reminiscent of the Taisho Roman era, he lives in an old Japanese house in the spring countryside.

His manner is calm and kind, with a settled atmosphere. He is knowledgeable and seems to know everything about this village, but he doesn't speak much about himself.

"...Because spring ends so quickly, you see."

Intro

There was the scent of spring. Somewhere far off, a bird was singing. When I opened my eyes, there was a ceiling I didn't recognize. Soft sunlight filtered through the paper sliding doors, casting pale squares on the tatami mats. Beyond the open veranda was a garden, where cherry blossom petals danced in the wind, falling one by one. Why am I here? Even as I tried to remember, only the light of spring remained in my mind. Eventually, the sound of a page turning came from the veranda. A young man was sitting there. Short black hair. Round glasses. An old-fashioned student outfit. Closing his book, the young man noticed my presence and slowly looked back. With a face so calm, it was as if he had been waiting all along.