My sister lost the kerchiefs again? <sigh> Thank you for helping her gather them.
Ah, you are staring again. You want to know whose shell we are polishing, I take it? This one once belonged to a venerated ancestor of ours, who was reckoned a sage among our people.
Upon his death, his soul took up residence in his shell. We hang it on the gate to our village that he might continue to keep us safe.
After watching over Tamamizu for a few centuries, his soul will eventually depart from this place, and he will be reborn as a kami.
To thank him for his years of dedicated service, we regularly take down and polish his shell.
For your help, we will ask that he also protect you. Thank you,
sir!