Let me use stories to preserve the three years that belong to us.
In the midsummer when the cicadas are chirping endlessly
In that cherry-pink dream
Let us travel by the west wind
Not limited to trivial matters
Not limited to legal framework
Wander in the endless what-ifs
The world will always meet unexpectedly
thank you for meeting me
Are you ready?
Welcome to——
——Our 306.
Intention: We will have every summer, not just for three years.