I knew I had traveled through time, so I wasn't too surprised. I walked on this forest path calmly. First, I thought about my future solution: Should I be a disaster? Shaking my head, I don't have the beauty to conquer a country, so I can't be a disaster; assisting those princes? Shaking my head again, I don't have profound knowledge, so I can't be a learned woman who assists the prince; how can I be a talented woman? Shaking my head again, I know nothing about poetry, lyrics, and songs. How about opening a restaurant or a college? My head is almost shaking = = No money, no appearance, no literary talent, no luck, sigh, keep walking...