When the Mary-Sues Cry
It was a warm summer in the village of Hinamizawa.
A small bus can be seen traveling following the trail that leads to the rural village.
The public vehicle slowed to a stop as it reached its destination.
With a pull of a lever, the doors of the bus opening.
And out with it, with locks of spring green hair, a young woman about the age of 16 or 17.
"Man, its hot here," she said. "Blazing compared to Tokyo."
She took a whiff of the new air, inhaling the external beauty.
"Hinamizawa, Yukion Sonozaki has arrived!"