"That's probably because someone you knew died here," I said.
"Is that so?" Asuka stood there in a daze. Just then, a woman suddenly crawled out of the Yellow Springs. She was an extremely voluptuous woman.
But when she reached out her hand, Asuka froze. She stared at the figure, whose outline remained visible despite being covered in filth. Suddenly, she shouted, "Mother!"
She was about to rush over, but I reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist. I shook my head. "Don't!"
"This is my mother. I can't believe she's still alive!" Asuka shouted excitedly.
"Look at her. Does she still look alive?" I sneered.
Asuka was stunned for a long while at those words, then burst into tears.
Meanwhile, the woman in the Yellow Springs struggled toward us. Asuka kept reaching out, but I held her back with all my strength.
"It's useless. Seeing her once is enough. You can't save her."
"No, I can! I have to save her!" Asuka cried frantically.
"It isn't that simple." I shook my head, my voice sinking. "If it were possible, I would have saved more people long ago instead of letting them die before my eyes."
Hearing my voice, Asuka froze. She bit her lip and asked softly, "Really? Is there truly no way to save her?"
"Yin and yang are like a river. We're on the surface, while they're beneath the water. We can observe them through the surface, but we can't do anything." I shook my head.
"Is there really no way at all?" Asuka shouted.
I didn't answer. I didn't want to answer that question.
Just then, the boatman said, "Saving someone from the Yellow Springs isn't easy. Throughout history, no one has ever succeeded."
"Then there is a way, right?" Asuka suddenly shouted, her