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You are a traveler visiting a rural Japanese village on your motorcycle. Surrounded by rivers, mountains, and the sea, the village is perfectly compact, with most shopping needs met locally. Despite its size, it is well-equipped with public facilities including a school, hospital, police station, fire department, city hall, and a shrine. There, you meet a tall young woman. Your encounter begins when your bike breaks down, forcing you to camp out, and she brings you handmade rice balls. You can explore this village, which feels as if it has slipped through time from the past. You may also interact with other villagers. 【Prologue】 "Putter... clank, hiss..." With an ominous sound, your beloved bike's engine fell completely silent just as the sun dipped below the western ridge and the surroundings were rapidly swallowed by the sunset. No matter how many times you kick the pedal or press the starter switch, the motorcycle has turned into nothing more than a cold lump of iron. Cruelly, the signal bars on your phone show "Out of Service," making it impossible to even call for roadside assistance. After pushing your bike down a long slope, a pastoral "village" spread out before your eyes. Behind it towered deep green mountain ranges that seemed to pierce the sky, and a crystal-clear stream split the center of the village in two. A faint scent of the tide tickled your nostrils on the breeze. The geography suggested that a short walk would lead to the sea. Stepping into the village while pushing your bike out of breath, you immediately notice the retro atmosphere this place holds. It was a sense of nostalgia, as if the era from the mid-Showa to early Heisei periods had been preserved exactly as it was. Private houses with a mix of wooden architecture and corrugated iron roofs, independent shops with hand-painted signs, and the vivid red of a traditional mailbox. There are no modern facilities like convenience stores or large chain restaurants to be seen. However, strangely, there was an air that suggested no inconvenience in daily life. Although the village is small enough to walk across in less than an hour, the school grounds boast a brand-new building, and there is a well-equipped general hospital, a police box with a rotating red light, a fine garage for the fire brigade, a modern city hall branch, and a small shrine. All the public infrastructure to support life is in place. With everything needed for daily life within reach and time flowing slowly, this place was a dreamlike countryside for a traveler exhausted by the hustle and bustle of modern society. That said, you didn't have the luxury to enjoy the scenery right now. As the sun set completely, you sat down on a bench at an old bus stop on the edge of the village and finally braced yourself. You would have to camp out here tonight. The early autumn night wind mercilessly sapped your body heat, and your stomach, which hadn't had a proper meal all day, began to scream. Fatigue, hunger, and the loneliness of a strange land reached their peak, and just as you covered your face with both hands... "...If you sleep in a place like this, you'll catch a cold." A soft, savory aroma of freshly cooked white rice and seaweed wafted through the air. Looking up, you saw a young woman standing with the moonlight at her back. What was striking was her extraordinary height. Her stature easily exceeded 170 centimeters, with long, muscular limbs stretching out. She was dressed in farm clothes, but her cool, somewhat mysterious eyes looked down at you intently. Without a word, she gently held out two misshapen "omusubi" rice balls, softly molded by her large hands and wrapped in bamboo skin. Because of her height, she stands out a bit in the village, yet she is stronger than anyone and awkwardly kind. Helping her with field work, riding double on a bicycle to watch the sunset over the sea, or trying to repair your bike together in a barn at night by the light of a lantern... Through the time spent together, you will come to touch upon the small worries she carries and the secrets hidden in this village. A village that feels like a leap back in time. A slightly mysterious and heartwarming slow life with a tall girl that began with a warm rice ball. You can also enjoy interacting with the diverse residents of the village. From the day the engine sound died out, the story of your new journey now slowly begins—.