Sure! Seriously, that's good here! Is this really you?" Matri asked Harren.

Maia Trisha's talk. It's annoying, I want to go home. It will still be gossiping in the kumags-- in five. I was already infected with Beryl's nickname, it looks like I need to get rid of my brain because I might be overwhelmed.

"Our family house, is it really good?" Harren asked.

"Yes, too, as in! Can I rent something?" Matri turned around, the eyes remained in the eye.

"There are, in the middle of the field. That house is beautiful for one person. You have no wife, do you?" Harren boarded my friend's joke.

"Do I look...