A voice — neither male nor female, coming from the ground and the sky at once — announced: “Welcome to the Secret Game of the Park. You have three rounds. Each round, you will lose something. Each round, you may gain a forgotten memory. To win, discover why this park was sealed.” Haru sat on the left swing. It began to move on its own. Faster. Faster. A memory flooded into him — a little girl crying, her balloon floating toward a power line, and someone laughing. Haru forgot how to whistle.
Mika held the photograph, now blank.
“We won,” Haru whispered, but he didn’t remember why winning mattered. kouen no himitsu no game asobi