Passing by a farm, he sees an unfamiliar girl ahead, running across the road, jumping over a fence, and suddenly stepping on a rake. A few seconds later, she gets up, rubs the bruise, and continues running in an unknown direction.
All I can say is: "Those who can, please heal me - you won't regret it. Because my ND is useful for the city." (how? it's none of your business!)

