Following a conversation with her friends, Maruko conceived a plan: to transform her bath into an experience mirroring that of a traditional Japanese onsen.

Fujiki, did you receive a New Year's card from Midori? Why haven't you responded? If you truly care nothing for others, no one will wish to be partnered with you in the shuttlecock tournament.

"What? Why must Maruko go to hell? She hasn't done anything truly wicked! I confess to frequent tardiness, a weakness perhaps, but I am Princess Maruko of Sleeping Forest; such a fate is unwarranted."

A kind person has loaned me a fine watch. Consequently, I shall be on time for my next visit to the zoo. From this day forward, I am resolved to be "the punctual Maruko." I believe I will ask Tama-chan’s father to take my picture.

Poor Bootaro, with his aversion to birthdays. Perhaps something weighs on him. Surely there's someone he can confide in? For me, it would be Tama-chan; I can tell her nearly anything. The next two episodes of *Chibi Maruko-chan* explore thi…

Dad, Mom isn't feeling well, so I could really use your help with things around the house. I apologize, but I'm rather occupied at the moment. I have an audition for a child actor coming up soon, and there are quite a few preparations invol…

It seems your parents enjoyed skating together in their youth. Perhaps that fostered a strong bond between them. If you were to skate with Ohno, it might give you the edge you need against your rival.

I’ve heard of a diary that fosters happiness simply by recording the positive events of each day. But lately, I find little to record. And tomorrow’s school lunch promises raw tomatoes, a detail I dislike intensely. I wish they would alter …

"Kayo-chan, are you planning to give him that as a gift for Sugiyama-kun? It’s still quite cold. He’ll surely appreciate it. And why not make him some warm oden? I have so many daikon radishes at home; please, take some!"

I went with my father for a haircut. I’d envisioned a style like Momoe-chan’s, but this…this is hardly her. Mother, you’ve wrought a cruel jest. To ask me to return something you borrowed, with hair like this – you are a monster.

Hamaji’s grandfather is enjoying himself immensely at the mochi-pounding festival. Maruko, I was striving for a pleasant dream and instead experienced this one. But wait—it’s not a dream, is it? Is this really happening?

A sense of satisfaction settled in. The karuta game was complete, and a rather enjoyable one at that. A final thought occurred to me: "Should Nakano-san walk, he'll win the lottery." A smile touched my lips. That was amusing too. Shall we a…

The question lingers: what is the flavor of Shiku Ramen? Should it prove truly delectable, perhaps it will merit a place in the next essay of my collection. Though, a delicate bloom might seem a more fitting subject than sustenance.

"Father," he cautioned, "please refrain from such pronouncements about these three gentle chestnutlings being monstrous. Should they prove to be so, it would fall to you to vanquish them – or rather, to command your magnificent two-humped c…

The man you've been spending so much time with lately – doesn't he have a certain prehistoric air about him? What are your thoughts, Fujiki? If his lack of attention is weighing on you, perhaps you should seek out fossils with him.

"Tomiko-chan, it shows real dedication to take on a boy who can throw with such power and speed. I'd be very interested to hear more about your efforts. Please, come by Maruko's Comfort Center sometime."