The next day.
Before the sun had emerged, the sky was still a pale blue.
The fresh air of the early morning was invigorating and uplifting.
At this moment, a grey fish clambered out from the pond in the courtyard.
It struggled step by step towards the yard.
Its pace was somewhat slow.
But that didn't stop its determined effort to press forward.
After a little while, it reached the doorway, where there was a threshold. It looked up in silence for a long time, then it whipped its tail down hard.
With a slap sound.
The whole fish leaped up.
But as it was about to reach the threshold, it fell to the ground with a splat.
It wasn't discouraged.
After rallying itself, it leaped again.
But after more than a dozen attempts, it still couldn't reach the threshold.
Despair set in.
Finally, it turned and headed back to the pond.
As if it hadn't left at all.
Suddenly, an inexplicable voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"
The Big Eye Fish immediately turned around.
