"Geez."
Sophia surprises me.
Too bad! I think I fell under my feet without getting it. Next time...
I tried to take from my disciple Elle the mud dough she was making. But Elle is getting close to Sophia away from me. Are you going to hit him directly?
"Nica wants to play with me. They're gonna throw this at me."
"... Huh?
"What?"
Elle puzzles Sophia.
Looks like I made a lot of them at some point, and some of the buckets I have are full of mud dumplings.
- No way!
I know it doesn't hurt to hit it. But two against one is obviously unfavourable. Why? You're supposed to be mean to Sophia, but why would I be the target?
Elle, you traitor to your apprentice.
If this happens, I won't be able to pretend. I grip the mud dough while I run around with it.
Halfway mud dumplings don't hurt at all, and they don't get that dirty. Anyway, I don't have time to turn on the water and stiffen it. It's just been a fierce sand game.
The three of us say ka-cha, running around the garden. But it looks like we got a bee after all. The mud dumplings I tried to throw - or the sand gets in my eyes and I can't open my eyes.
"Nica, you have to rub it. Show me."
Elle sounds worried right next to me. When I opened my painful eyes one by one, there was a beautiful face nearby that peeked into me. Clear purple eyes, that innocent look like an angel, too.
I got weirdly nervous for some reason as I wept in pain. My Sophia is cute, but Elle is pretty, too. Wouldn't this make me the most insignificant villain's warrant of the future!?
"Shall I wash it with water? Sophia, okay?
Sophia, who heard her, seems to have gone to the house to get some water. I hear mild footsteps. These days, Elle gets along better with her sister-in-law than I do. I told you I'd be my apprentice...
Even same-sex can't seem to resist the charm of White Rose Sophia. Everyone around me is attracted to cute Sophia. Even if I try to comfort myself because that's the story, I still feel indescribable sometimes.
I can only cry a little. If they ask me anything, I'll make an excuse that it's because of the sand in it.
"Don't worry, Nica. It almost seemed to have spilled out."
Elle strokes my head in a good way. Sometimes this is how my sister puts it, so I feel terribly uncomfortable. I am a villain's maid. Not if you're losing to a mob character or a mud dumpling.
Wash with water just in case.
Thanks to Elle and Sophia, my eyes were safe with nothing. But I can't be honest. I can't thank you.
"Damn, who is it? I didn't come up with this kind of children's play. Thanks to you, it's a good annoyance."
... That's me. But I was just glad I hit Sophia's skirt, but I didn't expect it to be like a match. Besides, I've been thinking about this one. Sophia is surprisingly fast on the run. Well, there are times when Elle sheltered her and let her escape to safety.
"I had fun."
"Right. But maybe I don't like someone getting hurt."
Sophia is followed by Elle saying something decent. I'm glad you two aren't hurt. Come to think of it, Sophia hadn't seen the prince yet. Maybe I shouldn't let my sister-in-law get hurt until the scene where the two meet.
More than that, a villain's warrant is actually life-threatening? In the last fruit water with chili, my throat, and in this mud dumpling, my eyes almost got hit. Eye bands of a plundered voice Villain Lady...... I feel like that would suit you. But I still want to see Jildo in a beautiful way, as illustrated, when I welcome the out-of-the-box part.
And so.
Reflected, I am in the process of producing a skin-friendly 'bloodshed' to keep Sofia from getting hurt at a later date. This would just get dirty to bump into, and I think it would surprise you. The contents are pomegranate juice, sweet and delicious even on the face.
The ingredients are easy. Place the fruit juice thickened with flour in the intestines of animals, which can also become the skin of the winner, and tie it with a string. It bursts when you hit it, and it's a dirty mechanism. I have a knack for stiffness and throwing, but I practiced secretly, so I'm fine. Let's just say I didn't see my dress that got dirty.
Put your handmade 'Blood Bomb' in a wooden barrel and carry it to the garden willingly. If I ruptured it indoors, it would splash on expensive carpets and conditioning. I just can't get that far. Because it's hard to clean later, and fruit juice is hard to get dirt off. I'm not just a villain's warrant, I'm looking for an environmentally friendly villain's warrant.
Around here, the original only said, 'To Veronica's numerous harassments, Sofia cries all the time'. Well, I guess I can't break the number of pages for harassment. But hey, don't doubt the author's cluelessness.
Okay, now that we're ready, all we have to do is call Sophia. If the white rose cries, this time the prince should show up.
"Sophia, you're here because you're not afraid."
Speak as gently as possible.
Because I have decided once and for all to be 'Evil Day by Day', I don't know how to flaunt ready-to-eat bread or graffiti Sophia's favorite picture book all the time. Sophia also eats my dessert in return at Sophia, or pulls her hair. Of course I'll double it and give it back, so I can pretty much hate it and avoid it these days.
"It would be useful to have Elle at a time like this..."
My sister-in-law is more nostalgic to Elle than I am. So if she calls, Sophia will be out soon.
I was bumping and squealing, and there was a voice from behind.
"Did you call? Could you have waited for me?
Turning around, Elle stands nicotineously. She is beautiful and cute today.
"Good! You've come to the right place. Quick, but bring Sophia."
I commanded my disciples.
But Elle wants to know why first.
"For what? Nica, are you thinking weird again?
"It's unusual and rude. If we don't do this, the prince won't show up. How rare is Prince Raphael?
I have also checked with my father, who has had many opportunities to go to the palace, to see if the prince is really there.
Then my father said, "Of course. You'd be surprised to see him," he just said, not telling me the details. Hilarious, amazingly bad personality or something?