夫の目に宿る、自分に対する冷酷な軽蔑と憎悪の眼差し。

After that man—Tajomaru—had left, what was reflected in my eyes was my bound husband's utterly cold gaze. In it lay neither anger nor sadness, but only contempt and cold hatred toward me. Stared at by those icy eyes, I realized the defilement of my own body and reached the depths of despair. Crying out, 'Please kill me, and you must die too,' I could not help but plunge the dagger into my husband's chest. After killing him, I threw myself into a pond to end my life as well, but I failed to die, and now I have no choice but to cling to the Buddha of Kiyomizu-dera.