The time is post WW-II and the scene is a small and idyllic old Japanese fishing village, Uta-Jima. A poor boy, Shinji, falls in love with the daughter of the village’s kingpin, Hatsue, a young girl of remarkable beauty. The love that blossoms between them is as pure and virginal as the island itself. Both protagonists and the pastoral island setting seem to embody Mishima’s notions of etiquette and the simple, conservative Japanese way of life. Analysis aside, this is actually one of the best love stories I’ve ever read.