Cicadas sing loudly in the summer.
But some people feel that it is not a lively singing, but a boring noise. They want to rush under the tree and spray insecticides like crazy, and then look forward to the arrival of autumn day and night.
As the hot summer passes, the cicadas die with them.
Ikematou×Aki Neem
The story of summer cicada longing for autumn trees.
Intention: endless fall