Colors/Forest

The days of protection are finally over. I was clueless about everything. ―――― It was mere ignorance. I've been through a lot of danger until now, ―――― but this time... things are certainly different. Mysterious things that pervade the town. ―――― Do they really exist? Sumire said calmly, "They have to be there." Yamato said mutteringly, "Are they friendly?" Haruka said cutely, "Their existence is inevitable, right?" Eku-chan said while being drunk, "More sake!" Poko said playfully, "Poko poko." Hazuki said hesitantly, "We should come face them." Master said with a smug, "It's true after all." A man named Kitsune said with a sour look, "Maybe some kinds of delusion or hallucination." A man named Tsubame said light-heartedly, "That's one possibility." Everyone had different interpretations. Speaking of me ... I'm fine with anything. I'll take it as it is, and let it flow naturally as it happens. I was that kind of person. It was missing. ―――― The thing called "my own will". Even so, I have to make a final choice when the time comes. A choice, of what to throw away and what to keep, while knowing the truth and taking responsibility for everything. Standing at such a crossroad... High school third grade ―――― Probably... the only time of youth that I could experience. [Translated from the official site]

The days of protection are finally over. I was clueless about everything. ―――― It was mere ignorance. I've been through a lot of danger until now, ―――― but this time... things are certainly different. Mysterious things that pervade the town. ―――― Do they really exist? Sumire said calmly, "They have to be there." Yamato said mutteringly, "Are they friendly?" Haruka said cutely, "Their existence is inevitable, right?" Eku-chan said while being drunk, "More sake!" Poko said playfully, "Poko poko." Hazuki said hesitantly, "We should come face them." Master said with a smug, "It's true after all." A man named Kitsune said with a sour look, "Maybe some kinds of delusion or hallucination." A man named Tsubame said light-heartedly, "That's one possibility." Everyone had different interpretations. Speaking of me ... I'm fine with anything. I'll take it as it is, and let it flow naturally as it happens. I was that kind of person. It was missing. ―――― The thing called "my own will". Even so, I have to make a final choice when the time comes. A choice, of what to throw away and what to keep, while knowing the truth and taking responsibility for everything. Standing at such a crossroad... High school third grade ―――― Probably... the only time of youth that I could experience.