Still, Marisa didn't lose hope.With hopes like these, she barely kept herself alive under a situation like this.She will get her accessory back, and her braid will regrow.If she can go back home, her gentle father will serve her lots of sweet-sweet and will lick-lick her.Stress and low body strength led to unstoppable diarrhea: poop kept coming out from the slowly dying anus as Marisa moved, polluting the floor.
Marisa might be the most miserable-looking creature in this world.During these days her hat was blown away by wind, and because she took a rest in a damp place, her braid came off from her body.*crawling crawlingMarisa lost her way.