That's what you say to me like a ho.
But it's like no heart or El's face is red...
Right, you sunburned! I was obsessed with digging holes outside in the sun, so maybe my skin burned and turned red.
"It was hot, wasn't it? I'm sorry."
Too much of a disciple, though? I apologize again, and she laughs, "Fine." Waving as it was, Elle was taken by the pickup and left.
In the end, the prince didn't show up.
It's my (...) eighth birthday.
The dates are right, and I've been waiting for you properly until evening...
"If Sophia and the Prince didn't meet, this part wouldn't start in the first place! What do you mean, suddenly frustrated?
The people at home pretend not to look at me when I'm upset and come and go to the reception room. I thought it would piss me off that I watered Sophia and filled the garden with holes, but nothing so much as clapped it out. No one gave me an opinion on whether it was because of my birthday or because I always seem great.
My mother-in-law cares about me and seldom blames me. My father sometimes pays attention, but he's not here today because of a problem with the territory he manages.
"If you father. You used to drown me, but as soon as Sophia showed up, you forgot my birthday."
Nothing to be obstinate about. It's natural for a father to adore his sister-in-law Sofia. That's how honest and adorable Sophia is. It's childish, innocent, and even a smile is great. Even I decide to be mean, my cheeks unwittingly loosen. The moment the prince meets, it is also convincing to be distraught.
"I told you, Prince, Prince! The dates should be right for you, and I gave you a decent meal. I watered Sophia, I dug a hole, and I ruined my hard work."
Don't even know people's minds anymore.
When are we going to meet without seeing each other today?
"No way, are you trying to fall in love with another person or something?
Tremble for a moment at a horrible hunch. I shook my head to the side and hurriedly dispelled my anxiety. If the original is screwed up, I won't be able to see Zildo either. If this part doesn't start, we can't even welcome the out-of-the-box part.
But right. The prince is only eight years old, just like me. If you have memories of a previous life like me, you don't have to know, love is a child for the time being. Besides, there can't be any cuter kid than my Sophia.
That's when I realize.
Are you kidding me, El?
Elle is going to take the heroine's seat from Sophia...
Because you're a mob, did you feel safe and apprentice, but good? I forgot which child I was looking for, and the years... next time I see her, I have to ask her how old she is. I'd love to let you help me with that, but just in case, I'll be careful not to let you meet the prince in person.
A slightly unusual eighth birthday.
The tea party is ruined and the dress is drooling.
But it wasn't too bad, and I remembered laughing.
Then again, like Elle visits our house sometimes. As I noticed later, she has a lot of grown-ups sticking around. Plus, when our father first met, he was bowing his head from himself to Elle!
Does the father of the active Duke mean he'll greet you first, Elle, on top of that? There shouldn't be a princess in this country, so could there be a princess in some country?
My father tells me it's a secret and he doesn't tell me. Even if I ask him in person, he always makes fun of me. The mightiest mob I've ever read. Still, somehow, I could only ask out my age. Surprisingly, he said he was eight years old, just like me. Because my body is small, I thought it was about Sophia...
"Nica, you're not welcome here because you're here?
"El, you're getting more and more glamorous these days. And what's Nica? I'm Veronica."
"Nica is cuter."
"You don't have to be cute. I'm a villain's warrant."
"Still, Nica's cute."
Elle's words make me unconsciously flimsy. Is it because you were praised by a prettier kid than yourself?
But not if you're happy.
After six months, the prince doesn't show up, so he's actually in a hurry.
"Um... What I'm waiting for is a prince, not you. Damn it, when will this part start..."
"Why don't you give up?
"No way! I'm going to do my best today. Evil day after day. I need to be properly mean."
Today I plan to make mud dough and hit Sofia. Even if the prince doesn't show up, more and more times go by. As a villain's warrant, I must encourage harassment.
By the way, in the original, he embedded stones in mud dumplings and even injured them. But that's exactly what I blame. Me being bullied in my previous life. I'm going to make as much of a distinction between good and bad things to do... well, to be honest, bullying itself is all out.
"So? What are you doing today?
Elle next door is excited for some reason. If you want to be a lady or childish, she always seems to enjoy it better.
Even the other day, I accidentally drank water with chillies that I had replaced with fruit water from Sofia. You look fine and you tell me to drink, so I'm worried you failed. When I said it to confirm it, it was very hard. Elle was laughing at Kerakera when she saw me erupt unexpectedly.
Young Sophia doesn't seem to know exactly what's going on. You're harassing me, but I think I mistakenly assumed you were playing me. Though scared about me, I was accepting the Elle thing perfectly and talking casually.
When Sophia and Elle line up, that's the only bright atmosphere where the flowers blossomed. The two beautiful girls are eye care. But I shouldn't be nice. For that matter, I think Sophia should get along with Elle. Of course, if the prince comes, Elle will quarantine him immediately.
"Good luck with that!
I taught Elle how to make mud dough.
I prepared the sand of salad, so I added water to the sand to solidify it a little bit. Don't forget to sprinkle dry sand along the way. I used to make it in kindergarten, so I can't beat anyone making mud dumplings. The suggestion was that Elle had broken along the way and regretted it. Just mud dumplings, now mud dumplings. I also have a knack for gripping.
"Nica is amazing! How can you be so round and clean?
"That's..."
If you realize it, I was more obsessed with shining my mud dough as I taught Elle than with hitting Sophia.
"Oh, no. I don't want to make beautiful mud dumplings. All you have to do is dirty Sophia's clothes."
"Hey, why don't you give up already?
"El, that's all"
Just there, Sophia went through. I'm wearing a white dress that just tells me to guess. I want to fulfill my mission as a villain's warrant, and of course I threw it without hesitation.