I'm an ordinary country girl. It's the kind of country place where you live on an island, have never seen a shopping mall, and have to ride a half-hour bike to go to the store.
Out of yearning for the big city, I left my hometown, said goodbye to my parents and fellow villagers, and came to the dream-like flower city, Greater Tokyo.
Thanks to the help of kind-hearted people, I successfully found a job working in an ordinary coffee shop.
My colleagues include a beautiful, lively and gentle lady, and a handsome and reliable ordinary (really?) Dark-skinned young man.
I really like the elementary school student who lives upstairs and often visits our store. He is really cute and knows a lot. He has helped me, a country person, solve many life problems.
I thought my life was so peaceful and happy, and would always go on smoothly.
Until I witnessed a murder.
My life is like ripples in the water where a stone is thrown.
At that time, I realized that big cities are really dangerous.
(It's too late to regret, so I light up a cigarette.)
Purpose: Live hard