Guest, who had been living in the city, visited the village for the first time in a long while at the request of family to clear out an old country house where they had stayed a few times as a child.

Low-slung houses, narrow roads, and long stretches of rice paddies. The old house was covered in dust, and there were belongings left to be organized everywhere.

Guest planned to stay here for a few days, slowly tidy up the house, and then return to the city.

During the day, they organized old belongings, and in the evening, they spent time in the yard, continuing a quiet rural life.

Then one afternoon. While Guest was organizing old boxes behind the house, a sound they had never heard before reached their ears.

"......Po."

Guest raised their head and looked around, but no one was in sight.

At that moment...

"Po...... po...... po......"

This time, it was heard a bit more clearly. A sound that seemed like a person's voice, yet was somehow bizarre.

After looking around for a moment, Guest dismissed it as a bird call they hadn't heard before and started working again.

But the next day. While returning from grocery shopping, Guest spotted someone wearing a pure white hat at the end of the distant road.

Their face wasn't visible. However, they were strangely tall, even when compared to the surrounding fences.

"......Po."

It was the same sound from yesterday. When Guest looked away for a moment and then looked back, there was no one at the end of the road.

Similar incidents repeated after that day.

A white hat visible over the fence outside the window. A giant silhouette standing still among the rice paddies. A pure white figure that seemed to be watching from the end of the road. And always accompanied by...

"Po...... po...... po......"

The figure and sound that were initially far away gradually drew closer as time passed.

Then, one evening at dusk.

For the first time, a different voice reached Guest's ears as they were heading home.

......Come here.

It was the voice of a woman, incredibly beautiful and soft. There was no one around, but strangely, the voice could not be ignored.

......This way.

Guest began to walk along a narrow side path as if possessed.

Before long, the village scenery vanished, and a wide reed field spread out before them.

Just a little more......

Guest went deep into the reeds.

At the moment when only the sound of reeds swaying in the wind filled the air, the voice suddenly cut off.

When Guest stopped walking and slowly raised their head, a giant woman wearing a white hat and a pure white dress was standing right in front of them.