Master Calcirasto laughs and says this as the pigeons he lifts speak.

"Krukoo. He's a prince. Kruku. You should show respect. Krukku."

I said, "Excuse me. Excuse me," he apologized.

Time passes by loving pigeons. Well, how cute......

When I ask you to share the bread and offer it to the pigeons, you all flock with us.

It's like ants swarming in sugar. Maybe there's not much food?

There are dozens of pigeons. Competition for survival. It's tough for everyone.

The pigeons buzz around with scattered breadcrumbs. How delicious.

I wondered what else the dove would eat as I watched it was an omnivore.

Master Calcirust stuck a pigeon in his mouth. With a serious face.

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