"Have I been to another world? Have I come from another world?" I once thought.
In order to give an ending to those wild imaginations, for those stories that I had thought about but gave up writing, and to leave some memories for my youth, I gave this imperfect novel to me at the age of eighteen.
I hope your writing will be better in three years and you can help me overhaul it☆? (ゝ.?)
I love you, eighteen-year-old me.
Original title: Coming of Age Ceremony Dedicated to You
Daisies are youth and roses are love. Can I offer them both at the same time to end this regret?
Concept: A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as one's own straw nest. Hometown is the eternal concern of travelers who travel far away.