The cicadas' cries never stopped this summer. I returned to my hometown using my vacation days, as usual. After bowing to the Buddhist altar and exchanging a few words with my old man, I headed to the park where I was supposed to meet my childhood friend Takashi. As I gazed at the lake in a daze, someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder. When I turned around, it was Naoko, the girl I had always liked back in school. She's Takashi's wife now. And then, before I knew it, I was invited to their home for dinner. Unaware that the hands of the clock that had stopped during our student days were starting to move again...
