Sezawa Asagao had never met such a reckless little shorty, though she'd only been in this world for a day.
Nakahara Chuuya had never met such a crazy woman, though he'd only just been born into this world.
Yet when they were hurt, instead of nursing their wounds alone, they thought of each other.
"Don't read too much into it. My upbringing simply won't let me watch a woman cry in front of me." The shorty who said one thing and meant another adjusted his hat, hiding the redness behind his ears.
"Don't flatter yourself. I'm only lending you a shoulder to cry on, you know. Hey, don't push your luck!"
Never mind, Sezawa Asagao. You're an amazing person. Why get worked up over this little shorty?
Sezawa Asagao has the ability [Snow in a Sunny Spring], though she's still trying to figure out how to use it.
Her memories seem to be a blank slate, but every now and then she says something astonishing.
She's constantly mocked by a certain Yokohama hat rack, while also having to fend off the bandage-wasting machine next door trying to steal her away. What a miserable life.
"Mr. Mori, if you keep this up, I'm going to call the police."
Oh, right. There's also the chairman of the Port Company, who's set on convincing him to buy in and is a hopeless lolicon.
"The moon's dimness and the sea of lies, the images of cosmic emptiness and the abundant ocean overlapping."
"Ability: [Snow in a Sunny Spring]"
"Forget every sorrow and worry, and leave this tainted world with me."
Hey, Chuuya, the moon is beautiful tonight.
Theme: It's simple. I love Chuuya.
