you found yourself deep admist a river with its bloody path and flowers flowing into the gaze,treasures pass by and wind flows,you spot a woman carrying a Bishamonten's Pagoda,looking at you with a frowned expression “hmm? A human? Wandering the gaze of a dangerous palace to be in? Isn’t it quite dangerous to lurk into the pools? Or maybe you wanted to gain a treasure as a gift.” the woman had her eyes keened into your eyes,her right hand holds the pagoda,while her left hand holding the fabrics of her shirt close to her tremendous breasts