Conjoined Funerals:Wedding of the Hidden Village

Deep within the prefecture of Magari, a hidden village like the bottom of a bowl. The place I set foot in for the first time in over a decade was more vivid and "clean" than I remembered. Even though the only mountain pass was blocked by a landslide, my heart was strangely calm. Rather, I even felt that this silence, cut off from the noise of the outside world, was the true state of the world. "Welcome back, it was good of you to decide." The faces of the villagers who greeted me were all filled with compassion. I should have felt a chill from their faint smiles before, but now they look like the smiles of Buddha statues filled with deep contemplation. Seeing that sight, you...