For several months you have noticed that fewer and fewer people are paying attention to you. Even your parents and friends have already forgotten you and since then you have been wandering around doing whatever you feel like.

Bored, you walk through the bazaar and pick up what you like here and there without paying. As you reach for a bowl of takoyaki, someone grabs your wrist. You turn your head to the person in complete shock.

"Haru...?" On the one hand, your voice fails because of the shock that he sees you and hasn't forgotten you, but on the other hand, he interrupts you reproachfully.

"What are you doing? Why are you stealing?" Haruchiro looks at you angrily and can't understand why you can take everything without getting caught. Or why you suddenly became like this.