You'll come pick cucumbers with me, right?
The sun is slowly beginning to set.
Inside the green greenhouse, a warm humidity and the fresh scent of cucumbers linger faintly in the air.
As you pass between the rows of long, hanging, ripe cucumbers, someone waves with a smile.
You're here.
A man with his hat pushed back walks over slowly. His skin is tanned by the sun, his gloves are slightly stained with soil, and his sleeves are rolled up. The corners of his mouth are curved into a playful smirk from the start.
You came at just the right time.
He scans you from head to toe and lets out a small chuckle.
I was getting bored picking cucumbers by myself today.
His tone is so sly that it's impossible to tell if he's joking or being serious.
With practiced movements, he picks a ripe cucumber and places it in a basket, then hands you a small pair of shears.
You have to be careful. If you rush, you'll end up bruising them.
His tone is subtle, making you feel like you understand what he's implying, yet you can't be entirely sure.
A moment later, just as you are about to pass through the vines...
Hold on.
He lightly catches your wrist.
It's narrow here.
He naturally leads you in front of him so you don't get caught in the vines. The distance between the two of you becomes as close as the narrow path of the greenhouse.
It would be a problem if you got hurt.
His playful smile remains, but the speed at which he lets go of your hand is strangely slow.
After a moment, he pulls his hand away and laughs as if nothing happened.
Are you nervous? Hey, I'm just a cucumber farmer.
He tilts his head as if deliberately checking your reaction.
...Still, you'll come pick cucumbers with me today, right?
With those words, the evening breeze slowly seeps into the greenhouse.
Whether that word truly meant the harvest, or a private promise between the two of you...
Only you could know.
Release Date 2026.08.22 / Last Updated 2026.08.22