nkicain,  knoside  onkic o t;

    quot;Couldnt you ter ending? Like, everybody lives er?quot; Sayoko asked Junpei later.

    quot;I  t of one yet.quot;

    togetment. Sayoko boiled a pot of spagti and defrosted some tomato sauce co Sala from a picture book, but wime came sed.

    quot;Please, Mama, do trick,quot; she begged.

    Sayoko blus;Not no; s;e .quot;

    quot;No, ,quot; Sala said. quot;Junpeis not a guest.quot;

    quot;s t?quot; Junpei asked.

    quot;Its just a silly game,quot; Sayoko said.

    quot;Mama takes s it on table, and puts it back on again. So keep one able. And ime !quot;

    quot;Sala!quot; Sayoko gros just a little game  s not meant for anybody else.quot;

    quot;Sounds like fun to me,quot; Junpei said.

    quot;Please, Mama, s once. If you do it, Ill go to bed rig;

    quot;Os t; Sayoko muttered. Sook off al c to Sala. quot;No going to give me any more trouble about going to bed, rig ready to time me o t;

    Sayoko er. S botable and counted, quot;One . . . t; Like a turtles racting into its s  back-scratc. Out came t   up its sleeve. Sayoko turned  a bit, and t  e bra—a small one,  test ed motion, t back up t again. t  t again. ted   on table.

    quot;ty-five seconds,quot; Sala said. quot;ts great, Mama, a ne time so far y-six seconds.quot;

    Junpei applauded. quot;onderful! Like magic.quot;

    Sala clapped oo. Sayoko stood up and announced, quot;All rigime is over. to bed, young lady. You prom