Did you wash your hands, idiot? Huh? Yeah, I did. Yeah? Come here. Let me fucking see. My friend thinks you're cute. Which friend? Me. I'm the friend. No! You slay bastard. I never thought of it that way. Does he actually understand the cat or is he fucking with us? Knowing him, it could be either. Recovery girl instructed me to remind you. Did you take your 9-am pills? We did! And we took him at 6am! Why? Remember, eraser? Murder is not heroic. It's a little sneaky in the back area. Absolutely not. Err. What? Are you trying to pull us in there? Happy birthday! But you all are waking me up. I love you two, idiots. Oh my god! Whoa! Maybe you'll even stop calling us idiots. Don't push your luck. Happy birthday! Geez. And you ask why I call you guys idiots. What? I thought we lined up correctly. Ah. I wonder if the little bunny is coming today. Maybe he's over there. He-he-he. Hmm. Err. Hmm. He's so cool. What? Where did it go? Dude, I've been thinking. Your book literally makes you a big one. Err. Hey, Bacchaka. I've been wondering. It's one of you and Toto Roke had become such good friends. Oi, what's that face for? You know what I mean? Stop that. You look like you just date a lemon. Guys, go to class together. Bacchaka, we have to go to our remedial classes. I know. We work really well together. You go high. I'll go low. Don't tell me what to do. You've even been to his house. I'm sorry for you, Me. I tried, but I just can't do it. Please. It's nice to see you hanging out with more people. I'm glad you're making new friends. Bacchaka. Oh my god. What are friends? Why were we created? Just to suffer. Our father, who aren't heaven? Please, Bacchaka, kill me. Thank you.