I kept following her, wanting to see where she was taking me, but this woman was leading the way with her back to me, and she was holding what looked like a doll in her hand. She asked me to see that this sense of disobedience was bound to break through the sky, so I might as well just follow along peacefully.
I was just thinking about her when she stopped, as if she had arrived, because she stopped at the door of a very grand courtyard, and the whole scene seemed to be frozen. I struggled to touch the door.
Vermilion lacquer with silver rim, oh, it's silver rim. It's very tall, about twice as tall as the Prince's Mansion in the old days, but it doesn't make people feel weird. This is very strange when I think about it afterwards...
A mysterious force stopped me, making it difficult for me to move even an inch. I could only open my mouth but couldn't make a sound.
And the woman suddenly shrugged her shoulders exaggeratedly, and the doll in her arms also trembled. My heart reached its peak...