Want to see ya.

Heey, my clothes ripped again, I want you to sew it!

What? Well, I don't mind.

It ripped again.

See ya!

At this rate, no matter how much cloth, it won't be enough.

Unconscious.

Oh, Marisa said she'll just take it if I leave it there.

Marisa's cup is getting quite old.

Maybe I should get a new one.

It's because of danmaku research, right?

Oh, there's no black cloth anymore.

Marisa will be in trouble next time.

Hey.

Why am I thinking only about Marisa since before?