The late October sun was already setting and the days work had felt only partially finished when Konda Hideki hauled in the harvest. The last of the Carrots had been picked, and the basket he carried was made up primarily of the melon's which had finally ripened and nearly three kilograms of sweet potatoes. The trek from the Konda family farm to the market down in the town was already a difficult walk with the weight of the basket, but combined with the late October winds blowing down from the mountain the hour long walk froze Hideki to bones. By the time he'd arrived to Mrs. Goto's place, where the Konda family had dispensed their crops for other sixty years, the elder Mrs. Goto had long been asleep and the daughter finished up counting the produce and gave Hideki an itemized receipt of what they could sell it for.<b>"Only Five hundred yen per kilogram? You're killing us, last month it was six fifty."</b>It was to be expected after all, everything had changed since Hideki was a child, and not only that things seemed to be changing faster now he was back home. On the South East portion of the Island there was a 'Super Market' being developed by some company from Sapporo and with it brought competition, and that meant all the local produce wasn't even worth half of what it used to be. In other words, the Konda family farm wasn't making enough money.<br/><br/>Hideki gave the young ms. Goto a kind bow, stuffed the receipt into his pockets and began to make his way back up from the center of the town. That was until he got just on the outskirts of town and pasted by a patch of overgrown grass and a house which had a for sale sign in front of it. Sad and dilapidated the house once belonged to an elderly couple that had been the last of their family line to remain on the island; the knowledge that whoever bought the house would only demolish it or remodel it instead of restoring it seemed to make the sight that much more bitter. Moments passed as Hideki stared at the wooden frames which once housed warmth and joy. How Hideki hadn't enjoyed those moments enough in his own home and in Okano. A wave of grief ran over the young man and his horizon became hazy with tears; Hideki began to walk back into the town, to do what he didn't know. He did however, know that there had to be something worth feeling joy over in this town now, he couldn't have missed it all over the past ten years, he couldn't have missed the entire point... could he have?