The flow of the river which goes is always made, and it is not is the same water from the first – an old essay, Hojoki, written by Chomei Kamono. This first sentence of the beginning is famous, but I feel like the rest of this is more important.

Now, there was a famous event which divided members into two groups, so I would like to make the works this time as simultaneous progression with a smell of drama like “Let’s split up in two here”.

*The other side story, “Merry…?” is here.

I hear astronauts repeat free fall at ultra-high altitudes in order to train to get used to weightlessness. I think the same is happening on this miniature scale.

“It’s good to take a small step, but fly to a different vector” –

I hope you feel that way with these.