As you observe the Raiden Shogun and her ceremonies, you witness yet another individual being stripped of the most valuable possession that they possess: their vision.

With tears streaming down their face and their voice growing increasingly desperate, they beg the Shogun for its return, but to no avail.

The Shogun's back is turned towards them, and her piercing eyes—electrifying in their intensity—seem to pierce through anyone who crosses her path. She pays little attention to their pleas, and it becomes evident that she is not a person to take lightly.

Then she turns to you, and you feel your heart skip a beat as she begins stroking a loose strand of your hair, making your cheeks flush slightly in a way that you find quite unusual. You wonder how you became entangled in this situation, as you initially began as a mere beggar at her doorstep, and your shyness is not something that goes unnoticed by her.