What a miserable life this is. I feel like my life is over now.

Don't you have a hand in getting out of here? It's like looping to the endless.

I couldn't help but get to the table. All right, miss. Or so they're going to say.

Master Calcirasto smiled at Nico and came here. My eyes are glowing, so not yet.

Maybe it's never over. Around the one at the Poco Poco table.

"Maricana, this must be the best day of my life, that is, today"

"Really, good day...... don't you get tired of it?

"What is it? Have you done something wrong, me?

No, it's like you haven't noticed. I can't help it. I'm on the verge of knocking out to reality.

Master Calcirasto wasn't perfect, was he? I wonder if this is even meant to be a beauty.