A meal would be a great pleasure. Gradually, the demon of hunger lags behind, taking him to the happiness of fullness. They take me and I don't want to do anything. Fullness is a precursor to cessation.

"Mr. Maricana, shall we go now?

"I'm still eating."

What a short temper, a narrow-minded man. Because I don't even want to get involved in a noisy incident. Repeat the excavation work frequently on the deep plate with the spoon. The glowing spoon is exotic somewhere.

Kachakacha, a spoon and a plate head poke are also carried out around the area. This is what's going on.