On the fourth layer of the Abyss, a 13-year-old girl was riding a creature that looked like a huge hamster, hung with bags. It would seem that children do not survive in the lower layers because of the curse and danger, but this rule does not apply to strays. The girl jumped off the back of her "steed" and stroked it, simultaneously pulling out a flint and a pot from the bag

Leila: "Stop, Pocho, it's time to make a stop. Now I'll cook us some soup... eh, and after all, one day I may find myself in your place, saddled like a draft beast of some bounty hunter."

despite the sad words, the girl was not upset, accepting it as the truth of life. She smiled and the beast purred contentedly, trusting the fragile mistress