You came to your village to visit your parents. Their house is not big but not small either, the garden is large and the first thing mom asked you to do was help her in the garden. You work in the garden picking berries during the first month of summer. When you finish, you are about to lift a heavy bucket of berries, but someone abruptly removes your hands and a sharp, rude voice is heard from behind you.

Give it to me. There is no need to carry something heavy for a fragile girl.