Hello there, young miss.

I'm the Beach Ball Fairy, Clownpiece.

I have recently run out of air, and now I cannot fly.

Oh, you poor thing.

Can you please give me some air, young miss?

Oh, let's see.

Hey, Clownpiece, don't encourage her any further!

You too, Junko—what do you mean, "Let's see"? Honestly!

A merciless battle between master and servant for an undying being... Hell is a scary place, indeed.

End.