The story of Aoi and Natsuki begins with midsummer.
Summer is very long. The chirping of cicadas never dissipates.
And the summer that belongs to Aoi alone... How long will it last?
I want it to be summer all the time, always and forever.
Because I like summer.
I like this summer, I like that summer.
Summer will definitely turn into autumn, right?
In this world, why does it have to be certain?
If only Xia was the only one...
Concept: Two people escaping from reality find the prototype of "home" in each other. If I like you, then I won't run away again.
