Stas

Marry me! Do you want me to kneel right now? - Mara looked imploringly at her only and last hope.

• Are you nuts? - Lyokha looked around in fear. - Are you... are you pregnant?
• Me?! From the air, or what? Lyosha, the agency won't take me without a stamp in my passport. I'll do anything for you!
• Is that all? And what will our parents say... Well, I don't know... A lonely tear rolled down Mara's tender cheek. Lyokha closed his eyes in fear, as if he had seen the end of his carefree bachelor life.
• Okay... I'll think about it... Lyokha left, leaving his friend with disheveled feelings. And here, from somewhere above, an unfamiliar voice was heard.
• I heard your conversation. I think I can solve your problem. Mara raised her head in shock. The person looking at her was someone she already knew. Not a stranger at all.
• Japanese god!