A girl stands at her father's funeral remembering the last summer they had together. The island, the small rituals, the bomb storage in the mountain behind the house, none of it matters until it does. This is a film about how the ordinary world becomes sacred only after you've lost the person who made it ordinary.

A young girl stands at her father's funeral, her mind drifting back to one final summer with him on a small Japanese island. Bombs are stored in the mountain behind the family house, and the film considers how that storage relates to her father's death. The island is the place where the director was born and grew up. The result is a slice-of-life and adventure film built around a child's memories of her father.