Hideyoshi loves rice; she can’t get enough of it.  When she hears tale of a ritual that can be performed to guarantee a good harvest of rice, she decides she must do it.  But what happens next takes her farther down the rabbit hole than expected.
But if life and death are 
nothing but an empty, eternal repetition,
Pero, si la vida y la muerte no son
más que un movimiento repetitivo,
Pero, si la vida y la muerte no son
más que un movimiento repetitivo,
Mas se a vida e a morte são nada além de uma vazia, eterna repetição,