Within this immense scale event, Kotarou collects all sorts of information.
In this peaceful city, a tumultuous event shakes the foundations of Kazamatsuri once a year.
In this city built upon the ideal coexistence of civilization and the environment, Tennouji Kotarou spends his days with his friends, Kanbe Kotori and Yoshino Haruhiko. (For now, we’ll have a barbecue and fireworks.) What awaits Haru and her friends when they stand in the sea, which has now become a magical land ruled by the sea dragon tribe? Takeshi and Haru are still lazing around, and Suzuka is taking care of them, when Dorami comes to invite them for a sea vacation.Īlthough they feel some kind of suspicion, they can’t resist the temptation of the sea. The world, deprived of summer resorts, fishing rights, and even the right to travel freely between nations, is in a state of great weakness. In the blink of an eye, he chases humans away from the world’s oceans and declares, “This ocean belongs to us,” and “Humans are off limits." In the midst of this, the king of the dragons of the “sea” and “water” factions descends to earth (at his own discretion). The dragons are split in half over the treatment of humanity. However, in the distant skies of the… Star world, a situation was brewing. People were trying to adjust to a new normal life. It has been a few weeks since Judgment Day, when dragons filled the skies of the world. There will be no more unreachable love, because I won't love again. There will be no more white album, because I won't sing again. A new winter started as "one and one"Ī foreboding change is approaching although the scar of the severed bond is yet to heal.Ģ lonely melodies attracted each other and hurt each other, summoning new one in the process. The winter where they were "three" was no longer. It once echoed in the classroom, in the empty cafeteria, in the silent campus.īorn from passion, evolved by love yet ultimately, vanished as a "lying song". The cold breeze chilled me to the bone, a singing voice reached my ear. The falling snow covers all sins.Īnd spring eventually comes, melting the snow and imposing all punishments. A love that was too late, a love that shouldn’t have occurred.Īnd then comes winter. We formed a bond and obtained a precious moment. It all started in such a day in late autumn.Įveryone was doing their best. The pure singing voice from the rooftop connects the three disconnected melodies. As if to match the guitar I play in the afternoon music classroom.Īs if to match the piano someone plays in the next room.
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