The kids go to rest at the limit of their health, and Calcirust naturally takes a break... and lifts it. It's still coming, that guy. Shall I take a nap already? It's getting harder to hang out with Calci Rust. Oh, dude.

Said the kids were going to play games at a friend's house, and Master Calcirust advised them to stop because they would have bad eyes, and they managed to commit themselves to continuing football. Ultimately, I was to stand alone, feeling lonely.

Master Calcirust put his arms together in front of his chest, roaring, yeah, hmm, etc. Maybe he really wants to keep it even growling.