Ryosaku Takada, back when he was just a young buck, crossed paths with a real looker of a gal. And wouldn't you know it, them two go and fall head-over-heels in love, wrapped up in a right streak of happiness. But that devil, he was a-creeping in on the sly. Well, I'll be damned if fate didn't finally come knockin' for the two of 'em, and it hit 'em right outta left field. He starts yanking fate's chain. Egoism, bewilderment, remorse, loss, grief, spite... a whole mess of feelings rattles and gnaws at him, but in the end, Ryosaku lands on his conclusion. What does real, bone-deep happiness in love even look like, partner?