I want to kill this thing so much, to be honest, and Boshiherondasu's art is not helping either.
Miss picks up a clean towel with vanilla scent and wipes Marisa's rear carefully and gently.
"Yuwwa~
Mishter anyaru...
Wefweshed~"
Having her butt wiped clean of poo-poo, Marisa let out sounds of happiness.
Marisa is the most happy now. [Before that,] She was born in a shop and immediately thrown to wagon sale, having food that tastes so-so and living on hard floor.
And now, not having any restraints, she's enjoying an easy life that yukkuri always dream of.
Being able to live like this, she must be a "special yukkuri", she thinks.