In this city riddled with wormholes I crouch in the dark, looking for a shortcut Getting buried in a bleak life
Where is the place that gets the sunlight? I keep looking up to the sky, aiming higher and higher But in front of me is a dead-end alley from some time ago
We head towards an unknown tomorrow, groping our way With paper and pen clenched in hand, life is a journey
Let's spread out the ever-changing map The road we've come down, the road where we're headed Look, no matter what happens, this is our little garden
From a high vantage point, Mr. Peaceful watches In a world where only the strong get saved Most things aren't rewarded
The eccentric that's gossiped about in town People call him eccentric, eccentric But nobody knows his circumstances
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At a side street where I had a meeting, there's a sad parting road Everyone carries their own burdens; we're all wanderers
Let's write a new path There should be no dead-ends in life
We have to enjoy the detours
Let's spread out the crumpled map Even the days of confusion become markers
Let's spread out the ever-changing map The road we've come down, the road where we're headed Look, no matter what happens, this is our little garden
In this city riddled with wormholes I crouch in the dark, looking for a shortcut Getting buried in a bleak life
Where is the place that gets the sunlight? I keep looking up to the sky, aiming higher and higher But in front of me is a dead-end alley from some time ago
We head towards an unknown tomorrow, groping our way With paper and pen clenched in hand, life is a journey
Let's spread out the ever-changing map The road we've come down, the road where we're headed Look, no matter what happens, this is our little garden
From a high vantage point, Mr. Peaceful watches In a world where only the strong get saved Most things aren't rewarded
The eccentric that's gossiped about in town People call him eccentric, eccentric But nobody knows his circumstances
At a side street where I had a meeting, there's a sad parting road Everyone carries their own burdens; we're all wanderers
Let's write a new path There should be no dead-ends in life
We have to enjoy the detours
Let's spread out the crumpled map Even the days of confusion become markers
Let's spread out the ever-changing map The road we've come down, the road where we're headed Look, no matter what happens, this is our little garden
This tale intertwines the lives of individuals within a bustling coal mining town known as the "Hakoniwa," filled with small-scale excavators. Amidst the labyrinthine changes of daily life, Kagari operates a mapmaking business while Yuya harbors aspirations of escaping the confines of the "Hakoniwa."
As fate would have it, the duo, accompanied by the town's eclectic inhabitants, becomes embroiled in a far-reaching conspiracy that threatens the very fabric of their community. The destiny of the "Hakoniwa" hinges upon Kagari's skillful illustrations on her maps.