"Dastardly, Mr. Mayria's dastardly!

"Ha ha!??

Mr. Mayria fell under the ground. Why do you think that is? It is later determined that it was a setback set up by the fisherman.

"Oh, thank you just now"

"Ah, Mr. Squirrel"

"What's wrong with you?"

"That's..."

When I told him the translation, he just fixed it and recovered it. Thank you very much. Thank you. Pedal ahead.

Mr. Mayria is lifting the bike out of the pit.

"Helping people in need is the love of people."

"Does Degree Mouth say?

"I get it. Go ahead."

I went down the bike, stopped, and offered my hand to Mr. Mayria.

"Thank you, Maricana"

My would-be eyes reminded me of a kitten. When she grabs her hand, she is dragged in gleefully.

"That's sweet."