Apparently, stories that evoke sympathy go viral, so I'll try to reel everyone in with a fake story.

Recently, I was walking across a crosswalk when a horse, clearly speeding, approached me. Luckily, it managed to brake suddenly, so I was safe, but it was really scary. I didn't know horses could run on regular roads, not just highways. The horse was a beautiful white horse that looked very well-maintained, but the rider was wearing muddy overalls. For some reason, they were wearing a crown and leather shoes, which was a strange mismatch with their attire. Getting back to the story, when I was almost hit, the rider clicked their tongue and glared at me. I guess these kinds of silent pressures are the third hardest thing in the world. So, I tried not to make eye contact with the rider as much as possible and slowly walked across the crosswalk. But, when I thought about it carefully, I was crossing on a red light. I think the reason I felt so bad was probably because of Fukumon.