"Daddwie! Mommwie! Shtop! It's Reimyuu!"
"Scums without accessories should drooooop dead!"
"What kind of scum little one you are to spoof Marisa's little one nanoze!"
I had a quarrel with a stray Reimyu (wasa type) in the park, so I torn her accessory up and sent her back to her family.
Just what's the feeling of being rejected and killed by her favorite parents, I wonder?
Yukkuris' value lies in nowhere but their accessories.
After losing their accessories, they become valueless existences, not just among their friends, but also among their family members.
Yukkuris are really pitiful, I think.
--Ahh, gotta go now,
I have to be back and concentrate on studying.
In my mother's opinion, nothing is more important than my mock test results.
Just by imagining I flunked my next mock test, I'll be so scared that I couldn't fall asleep at night.
--Where does my value lie, I wonder?