May. The tail end of spring.

But with unseasonably hot weather, people grumbled in frustration.

‘At this point, maybe we should just classify May as part of summer.’

Spring and autumn felt like fleeting mirages—barely here before disappearing.
Meanwhile, summer had steadily taken over, overstaying its welcome and tormenting everyone.

Someday, I wouldn’t be surprised if the four seasons were reduced to just two.

At school, the festival was held every other year. Since there hadn’t been one last year, it was happening now.

Seeing the students rushing around the hallways, it was clear this would be a large-scale …