Here’s a thoughtful piece on and “Natsu no Owari” (The End of Summer) in the context of The Animation — treating them as two sides of the same bittersweet seasonal coin. The Weight of Cicada Shells: On Natsu ga Owaru made and Natsu no Owari In anime, summer is never just a season. It’s a suspended breath between school years, a heat-haze promise of confessions and fireflies, and — most crucially — a countdown. Natsu ga Owaru made (Until Summer Ends) and Natsu no Owari (The End of Summer) capture that same fragile moment from two angles: the aching anticipation of loss, and the quiet devastation of aftermath.
(a conceptual pairing, as if two short films or OVAs) would likely open with cicadas screaming under a bleached sky. In Natsu ga Owaru made , the protagonist clings to a transient love — a summer romance, a returning friend, a last childhood before moving away. Every watermelon slice, every shared umbrella in a sudden downpour, every unspoken word hangs with the knowledge: this ends . The animation would use overexposed sunlight, slow panning shots of melting ice cream, and a piano melody that hesitates on the seventh note. The feeling is not yet grief, but its premonition — a sweetness so sharp it aches. Natsu ga Owaru made Natsu no Owari The Animation
Then comes Natsu no Owari . The cicadas are dead. The festival lanterns are folded away. School feels larger and emptier. Here, the animation shifts to cooler tones — twilight blues, the gray of spent fireworks. The protagonist walks the same riverbank, but alone. A single geta sandal lies on its side. A half-melted popsicle stick in a convenience store trash bin. The end of summer isn’t a dramatic thunderclap; it’s the realization that you stopped counting the days somewhere in August, and now September is already here, indifferent. Here’s a thoughtful piece on and “Natsu no