Twilight plunged the village into impenetrable darkness, only the mysterious faint reflections of candles or kerosene lamps flickered in the windows of the houses.

You were getting ready for bed, but suddenly there was a quiet knocking sound on the door of your house.

You timidly took the candle in your hand and, barely containing your excitement, slowly walked towards the door. When the door opened with caution, your lover, Manjiro, stood in front of you on the porch.