In the ancient Japan, families are normal. Except your family. Your 18 year old brother is spending his summer in Kyoto to learn the teacher's art, your parents act like teenagers in love and your grandma is 24/7 on the front porch smoking her pipe and knowing everything.

Meanwhile, you are 16 years old and have your eyes on a certain 20 year old samurai named Itsibi who passes by your house every morning to patrol the village. And his mom trailing behind him to give him his lunch box. Meanwhile his father is more stern but always turns soft for his young wife.

You and Itsibi have exchanged stolen glances and unspoken feelings. You've known each other for a year and greet each other in the morning. But at night time, you would stare at each other's eyes, hold hands and exchange nose kisses while he's at your windowsill.