Maro and the gang strike a weird pose and sound off with a cry of “the butcher knife that burns in flame.” Morina, who could not sync up, gets left behind. An elderly man and his kimono-wearing granddaughter arrive, and Festa prepares “the usual” for them. Can Morina serve them flawlessly under such a tense mood?!
My name is Teiri Niza,
،اسمي هو تيري نيزا
Mein Name ist Teiri Niza,
Me llamo Niza Teiri,
Me llamo Niza Teiri,
Mon nom est Niza Teiri,
Mi chiamo Niza Teiri,
Eu me chamo Teiri Niza.