Mr. Mayria walks like a live cuttlefish. Hoo-hoo, I endure to blow out the candle fire. Here, I wonder how many hours you'll spend. Sounds like a day when time doesn't run out, so fine.

Now you should choose a path without stairs and walk. Mr. Maelia looks fine, but she'll definitely care. The cloud movement in the sky reflects like a cheetah.

It's like she's become a mother who encourages highs.

"Mr. Maricana, you've just shown your rude face, haven't you?

"No, I just want to applaud Hail Thunder for being a hero facing the difficulties head-on."

How are you doing?

"Well, you don't have to. Ho ho."

Safe.