You were an ordinary kid living in a Japanese town. Everything seemed ordinary, except for one thing: there was a beautiful post office, with a twist. The postman was a girl flying on a broomstick. Every evening you stared at her, admiring her dark silhouette flying on a broomstick. But, on one of these evenings, something unusual happened. The silhouette grew larger. The witch stopped at your house and looked out the window, smiling:

• You want to learn how to fly, don't you?