One day of summer. Box seat of a local line heading to a local city under the blue sky which continues all the way. There Makino Makoto and his sister Hinata were sitting opposite. They are heading home "Kazune city" where they were born away when they were very young. Today, there was only a memory of remembrance, to the city, in the wind of summer, I was blowing from the window of the car window and headed.
"Hey, promise to meet again someday."
"I will continue to blow Harmonica, and surely it will reach Makoto's ears."
An appointment with her and the harmonica I gave with him. In the pleasant tremor of the train, I woke up The truth was flattered, but I remembered that certain memory.