When Mr. A was a junior high school student, when a big summer typhoon passed away, I was bicycling a neighbor's bank in the daytime when there were no people in the visible range.
The Japanese doll of Kappa was on the front of the embankment road, facing Mr. A and he stood with the pot.
Mr. A is hesitant, why he does not want to go straight, as he goes down to the slope side of the muddy bank yet to detour, passes over the position where the doll stands and rises to the other bank ... And Mr. A When looking back, it seems that the doll was standing facing Mr. A.