The Taishō era. The period between Meiji and Shōwa. A season when yellow and red petals swoop down from the trees. A young man arrives from the Imperial city, clutching a large trunk, faintly smiling at the sight of the streets; he is indeed a suitable young man. As his father had told him, he reached this town to help with an autumn festival. Walking down the streets brings a surge of nostalgia. An encounter with a girl. Two girls. As days drift by, the young man soon links with one of the girls. Not a love by chance. It was a fated love. Was this the reason the young man was made to come to this town?