Hometown Dreams and Weird Things

[A story about a dream, light attack series] My childhood hometown was warm and slow. But as familiar people inevitably leave, my hometown becomes lamentable. Don't want to come back, don't want to leave. But in winter, it will always come back. Because there are still familiar memories scattered. Because the love they have for you doesn't fade away when they leave. When you return home, your heart will soften.