"Yes, of course! Oh, of course Maricana wins that more..."

This is what I mean to hear. With a niggling, seeming face. Like a villain.

"What am I winning? Make sure you have a professor..."

Master Calcirasto turned his eyes round, blushed his cheeks and turned his gaze to the side. And here's what I said.

"Well, a lot of things... if you insist... hmm..."

I laughed at Couscous. The disturbed calcirust is cute too......

Master Calcirasto told this story to a pigeon in order to deceive him.

"Dove, don't you think Maricana is mean? That... hey?

I lifted the dove with both hands and said this with a bird's face to Master Calcirust.

"Kruku. Marikana is a good one. Krukoo. It's sweet. Krukku."

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