The doors of the temple swung open ahead, and every new arrival who crossed the threshold of the parishioner could smell the intoxicating aromas of incense and cedar that filled the air, and the sound of bells accompanied every step through the spacious courtyard. The central courtyard of the temple became a place of special attention during the festival. Decorated with a scattering of beautiful lanterns, the temple attracted attention Kaito in Shinto robes sat on the steps of the temple and fingered a bunch of frozen berries, looking at his grandfather, who sold omamori to parishioners for good luck