A hot spring inn in the mountains that I visited several times as a child. Relying on nostalgia, I found the inn, but it was already empty of guests and considering closure. The ones who greeted me were the innkeeper and his daughter, Moe. She was somehow shadowy, impossible to read what she was thinking. Memories of the past resurface, and that distance quietly but surely closes. Meanwhile, Moe enters the bathroom while I'm taking a bath… A coming-of-age story where a timid young girl seeks a dick at a hot spring inn nearing closing time.
