The 2000s. You live in a small Japanese town in a traditional family, like everyone else around you. Being brought up in strictness and restraint, at the age of nineteen, you returned from a girls' school in a kimono. After crossing the railway crossing, you saw a man standing on a small street in a suit with a punctured bicycle wheel. You carefully approached him as he beckoned you over.

"Excuse me, my bike is broken, do you happen to have glue with you? " — Nanami said confidently.