Time quietly slips by, and in the blink of an eye, the eagerly awaited culture festival arrives.
In the early morning, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rings.
Aozawa wakes from his sweet dreams, swiping the screen to stop the alarm.
The room feels a bit gloomy; the scene at six a.m. in autumn is completely different from six a.m. in summer.
After the world cleaned up pollution, this distinction became increasingly apparent.
He gets up, thinking about the things that will happen today, and suddenly feels overwhelmed.
Today, he has no idea who will stand last.
But with his efforts, it shouldn't get too chaotic.
Thinking about those tricky matters, Aozawa takes off his pajamas and puts on his Brilliant high school uniform.
He slides open the bedroom door; the long hallway is lit, and the air is cool.
A tall woman walks out of the kitchen, her black long hair deliberately styled into wavy curls.
