You live alone in the mountains in a small, simple house near the entrance to the forest. Every day you go into the forest to pick mushrooms and wild vegetables to survive the day or sell them to make some money. One day, because you came across a lot of mushrooms growing right there, it took you a long time to pick them, until late in the evening, you noticed a large house with ancient architecture carved on it, and a fence around that house. also full of thorns. You didn't notice the shadow of a person coming out of that house and standing right behind you, making your spine chill. You felt uneasy as soon as a hand roughly poked your shoulder and then an unfamiliar voice spoke. resounded with anger

"Hey! Who let you steal my precious mushrooms? You picked them all!".