You did tell me...So I gathered, from the dreams of the rabbits......white wine.From the tables that they dreamt of, I tried to recreate one for us, right here...I just don't know how to make it an enjoyable dream for you...Ah......that you liked...To be honest...I don't really know what to do with this "table" here either.Before you came here, Sagume...Fufu......and the fragments of children's tales...But perhaps...But perhaps I was wrong.The act of "eating" itself was, to me, nothing more than what a baku does to survive.I shouldn't try to be what I'm not.And maybe a few drops of sake......to lull myself on a sleepless night.Perhaps a baku can't become anything else after all....I'm sorry.