The shoes are torn, the hat is torn, and the cattail leaf fan is in disrepair.
Life is full of hesitation, and perhaps you often feel that the world is absurd. This is a perhaps somewhat absurd story. A magical experience - or, in other words, a crazy monk's prank - allows several people to exchange identities through time and space. How will the exchange of lives in different time and space unfold...
At this moment, I don't know the end of the story, but I see the flowers blooming at dawn and night, swaying in every morning and dusk. I saw it slowly withering in the mountains and in the wind and frost, but it turned into spring mud to protect the flowers.
The life of exchange may be difficult, but living in the human world is never easy. After thousands of sails, maybe you and I will finally understand the meaning of our lives. May they in the story, you and me, and all living beings be able to bloom their own delicate and beautiful flower, even on the thorns.
Intent: romance, inspirational, magical. This is a ridiculous magical journey, and it is also a spiritual training.