Ride through the entrance to the gym. Push right. Vending machine. Ah, juice powder. Put the coin in it. Press the button. Gatan. Cancer and remove the soup powdered account. Push and flick the pull tabs. Thank you for your fearful mouth. Gubbit. Sweetness spreads in your mouth. And hot. My tongue burned.

"Marikana, at this time, juice powder..."

Change the orientation of your body. It's Mr. Mayria. He has a complicated look. Grumpy. There's still more than half left. Sweet.

"How about Mr. Maelia, too?

Round your eyes, Mr. Maelia. Shake your head. A mockery comes to my expression. Push me away. Put in the coin. Press the button just below the corn potage. Gatan. Crouch. I'll take out the account, Mr. Mayria.

"Mr. Maricana, how about you, too?

I shall be Pocan. My mouth is slightly blurred. I closed it and then waved.