For Marisa, the time she spent waiting was far, far too long. She was stuck in the bonito flake box with an especially large poo, and so she couldn't take it easy. Her precious hat was far, far away, and so she couldn't take it easy. And while she waited, she had once again become hungry, and so she couldn't take it easy.
Marisa: "Yu... Yuu... Yuuuu..." "Can'ch chake ich eajy ach all like thish..." "Fweel awful... Yu... yu..."
When stress keeps building and building, it can somehow make a baby yukkuri ill. It seems baby Marisa has contracted a case of "Anti-yukkuritis".*