Dear Calcirast, I look at you worryingly. Me and Master Calcirasto, who will also stop and stare. You look careless but really neat with all this air.

Even in Japan, it will be easier for handsome entertainers. There are no doubles in the sea. People like this love me. But why not? I don't know why......

I want to hear it but I'm afraid to put it in my mouth...... I felt like a stone pounding and ripples spreading in my heart lake. I feel like I'm falling more and more into the hole. It's so dark there I can't see anything...... all there is is is darkness.

So I heard a small voice saying, "Maricana, Maricana......" I came back from the world of fantasy. Dear Calcirust is desperately reading my name as she gently rocks my shoulder...... The joy creeps up.

I said, "Thank you, Master Calcirust". And he put his neck down and said, "What is it?" and he has a question mark over his head. Here's what I said.

"Meet me... that's all I need..."

He laughed. "I agree, Maricana..." he said.