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' Please stop
beating. '
Suddenly, someone talked to Iyan, so he discontinued beating the watermelon. |
| They turned for the voice, and
noticed that an elegant court
noble is standing. ' Children, don't bully the turtle. Please transfer the turtle to me. ' ' Mr. court noble, we must beat this watermelon for the earth defense. This isn't a turtle, but is a watermelon.....Wooooow!? ' Poporin said. Surprisingly, now the watermelon got hands and feet, and is crawling like a turtle! ' Oh..... Perhaps, you may be the Hina-doll standing at the left end of five musician dolls which I broke at the kindergarten, aren't you? I remember you! ' Junko said. The court noble smiled at Junko gently, and said. ' I feel nostalgic, Junko. You have grown up very much. Now, transfer the turtle to me. ' ' No, Junko! This must be a trauma-attack of Piyo-Piyo space aliens who try to make us to fail the beating of the watermelon! ' Poporin said. ' Pao! Can I remove the eyepatches? ' Iyan asked. The turtle-watermelon begins to run away in an unexpected high speed. ' Iyan, you cannot yet! To the right. Let's chase the watermelon as fast as possible!! ' Poporin said. They began running after the watermelon, leaving the court noble. ' My Hina-doll, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..... ' Junko cries while running. |