"Maricana, what are you up to?

I knew it! Ugh, normal faces were good.

"You can't plan something dangerous, can you?

"I didn't! Misunderstood is a good place too!

"Ha ha," laughs Dear Calci Rust.

"Or did you tease me? I don't like it anymore."

Master Calci Rust smiling at us blindly.

I knew there was only a prince and I could afford it.

The earth turns. Grunting. Grunting around the sun, too.

It's an endless day. It seems like it's only been months.

If you do it in color, it will be thick. My head is a flower garden.