Why do I have to be the only one with this kind of eye? My personality is twisted. I guess I should say it's distorted.

The people of the city are blinded by the prince of a beautiful man and a couple of beautiful women and Mr. Mayria. Going people Going people look back and look twice.

Ha, I can lose my temper.

I guess a farmer with a shovel is so beautiful and beautiful that he dropped a surprising shovel of shovel. Don't let Mr. Mayria's shadowy smile fool you.

Laugh when you talk, convince when you talk, understand when you talk. Sounds like fun.