Although I am much better than some time-traveling protagonists, I am like a princess from the beginning, well-dressed and well-fed. But as soon as I opened my eyes, there was a man like a cow trying to catch anyone and rub him against anyone. (I guess the princess was so beaten to death that she let me pick it up like this.) I was so frightened that I turned around and ran away. But before I could take two steps, an old lady with an asthenia on her face pulled her back and called the cow a compliment. I didn't get the number right. "Prince of the Prairie", "Eagle of the Sky", all the good words are thrown at him, and he is not afraid of the cow giving you some milk when it gets excited.