So, our dear lady and her butler, Pome, finally approved to go outside.
“Oh Pome! What this could possibly be!?”
“My dear that is what we called ‘guardrail.’”
“’Guard Rail’? What is that for?
...And stop calling me ‘my dear.’ How many times do I have to tell you that!”
“Oh my apology princess Maron. Guardrail is a play equipment only for girl.”
“Oh! So this is something to play with! Tell me how.”
“First you stride on it, and slide yourself by walking.”
“Hmm…so is this how you play with?”

What a hell am I saying…?