The return of the hero who came down to earth was welcomed by the people. Everyone is whispering. There are also lots of joyful and brave things. Good, good.

When the noise subsided, the two of us started walking again. To step into a library that doesn't quite arrive. The goal seems endlessly far away.

I think I can hardly put my eyelids on the back of my feet. If I resent you, I won't. It's resentment. Outrage will erupt like an eruption on an uncertain goal. Turn here, it's a shortcut, but the shortest route didn't catch a lot of eyes, so let's go this way.