In 2012, at a fireworks display with cherry blossoms in Eda Yuki Town, Hokkaido, Natsuki Kaito, an otaku addicted to the second dimension, bumped into Sakuya Shiratori wearing a furisode kimono.
She is a girl from an aristocratic family who moved to Kyoto. She has silver hair and white skin, eyes like cherry blossoms, and a cold and distant fairy spirit. She is an existence that is out of reach in the eyes of everyone. He is an ordinary boy with mediocre grades, unsociable, and hiding in the game world to escape reality. She and she are like two different worlds.
They became friends under their student names, and the two became partners in the rainy season library. A common song pried open the closed doors of each other's hearts. He approached awkwardly, secretly studied traditional etiquette, and stood up when she was being challenged; she responded gently, seeing through the softness in his heart, not caring about the rumors and criticism of others, and silently accompanying him through the confusion.
From youthful temptation to heart-to-heart connection, campus rumors, family background differences, and love rivals make things difficult one after another. The young man once felt inferior and retreated, but finally broke out of the cocoon of this love and grew up, putting aside his timidity and running for it; the girl broke through the shackles of her family and firmly guarded this unappreciated love.
In three years of youth, the cherry blossoms bloomed again. In the gap between reality and fiction, they broke away from secular prejudices and faced the future and separation. From campus to graduation, from hesitation to determination, the boy finally lived a life that could stand side by side with her, and the girl always stayed true to her original intention.
It's another year of cherry blossom rain. On the street corner where we first met, she was still wearing a kimono and looked at each other with a smile. This pure love that spans dimensions finally writes a happy ending that goes both ways in the sea breeze and cherry blossoms of Hokkaido.
Reader comments
So warm... This feeling... Ah... Even if I die this time, it's worth the price of admission! [Laugh]
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So warm... This feeling... Ah... Even if I die this time, it's worth the price of admission! [Laugh]
The pace is slow, the description is detailed, and there is not much to say. It is recommended to watch it.