Nozomi Nakatani

The borderline of water, a body, or a bathtub gets more and more unclear. All are mixed together in the lukewarm water.

Playtime ends at the five o'clock chime. And there comes the indefinable time between vanishing playtime and dinner time at home.

School, home, always lonely hero. It was just always seen in a long distance friendship. One day, the luck I think I'll make a "town" own in a vacant lot that I found on the way home of the school, and begin to draw a blueprint on the wall. At that time, a boy was approaching. The boy started the hero of Manet, gradually developed into a quarrel. Is it a heck does that mean and friendship.