Mr. Mayria, who says Hi-Hi, looks like another creature. It's like a newborn lamb. I keep waiting for Master Calcirasto. Looking up, Master Calcirust is smiling at the sun on his back.

I grab Gassi and start pulling up Mr. Maelia's hand. It was Mr. Maelia with her eyes rounded, but she didn't say "hmm" and disobey. More, slower would be nice.

Mr. Mayria looks harsh. I can also see a little sweat. I think he's going to be the king of sports next time because he doesn't seem to have enough exercise. The kids go down the other way. And while running. Young is amazing.