The beautiful girl was more embarrassed by me, but the purse seemed very important to her. She said to me, "I dropped the purse around here. Let me find it. You help me to let it go, so as not to be attacked by those monsters."

Her voice was so good that I almost unconsciously agreed with her, and then stood on the roof to let her out.

This beautiful girl doesn't believe me, so I won't let me help her find that purse.

As I let the wind go, I thought about it. Do people in this world love money very much? How important is a bag of money?...