Go to jail! 〜 The villainous daughter wants to be loved in the extra edition

My rose is pathetic and cute.

"Raphael" and the way he calls my name is adorable and makes me feel more than necessary. When I try to touch it in public, I panic and muck shyly. Sometimes I sermon for real. It's cute again, and I'm gonna knock it down. To the presence of Nica, I am healed every day.

The first night was wonderful. Glossy dark hair spread over white sheets, red eyes like ruby gleaming seductively (frightened). Only my engraving remains red on the very trembling white limbs of tension. Every time I gently touched it, I had a fever and gradually my cherry blossom-dyed skin was irresistibly fancy and I felt indescribable.

If I talk about it any more, Nika will be mad at me, so I'll give you a discount here. But a decade's worth of thoughts doesn't end overnight. Little by little, I'm going to tell her.

One day, nearly a month after we became a couple, I suggested to Nica.

"First snow isn't enough for a wedding celebration. I want to give you something else."

"I don't need it. I don't want anything in particular."

They say no to me lightly.

Speaking of which, you kept getting rejected every time you said you wanted to make a gift even during your engagement. Nika, who saw me with a revived memory, thought I was dead and changed my mind.

"Well, then I'd like to travel with you."

There's no way I wouldn't listen to a cute snack. What do you say we screw up the inspection and put all the errands behind us?

The destination was made a church in the south of the example.

Because I was invited then, and Nica said she wanted to visit again. That priest is personable, but he is also quite a doer. Every church-sponsored meeting spread rumors about Nica so that other priests could imitate her. "Church Bazaars" and "Donations", as well as "Mobile Libraries". Thanks to her actions, it can now be said that the status of priests in the country is improving daily. The church will welcome us with pleasure.

Nica is right, people can't be saved just by praying. For the first time in doing good deeds, I also think that my understanding of the doctrine of 'angels guide people' will deepen. I hear that there are many people these days who admire Nica and make donations or make names for help that want to help people. Spiritual stability also leads to domestic stability, so it is a very favourable trend.

My roses just don't make it good to be protected and bloom. Now he was tenacious that he was going to make something like a stuffed animal called 'loose chips'. Nica's behavior is unpredictable and interesting. I'm still fascinated by her.

The church I haven't visited in a long time was in the middle of the silver world. The building is white and the spire stands against the sky. The way it blends with the landscape is fantastic and divine.

"The church in the snow is good again."

That's what you say and you laugh, so even I smile. [M] Me and Nica, walking down the carriage, step on the snow and head towards the people waiting.

There was a large crowd of people inside the church, regardless of their identity, who welcomed us. I know all over the country that I married her, so I can still state my words of celebration here.

Nica is still cute dyeing her cheeks with excitement when she sees people in the area who rejoice like she does. She was in tears of joy when the girl gave her a painting present.

"Bear thanks? I never thought you'd have such a lovely painting. Thank you very much."

I peek into the painting, too.

I look at what's drawn there, and I'm thrilled. I decided to give the girl a try.

"What is this next to us... feathers?

"Yes! It's an angel feather."

Nica and I face each other.

I didn't even show it to you, how did you figure it out?

"Yeah, why are you winging at me?

Nica asks the girl a question.

You don't need me, do you?

"You know, your mother taught me. You two must be angels, right? You will lead this country to abundance, won't you? It's okay, I'll keep it to myself."

Don't tell me, nothing, if they'd strained me in such a resounding place, I'd have heard everyone here. But Nica laughed happily, stroking the girl's head.

"If you say so, you have to work hard. I'll try to get a little closer to the angels."

Nica had successfully deceived the girl's question without lying. The answer seems to be even directed at me. Because she knows I have wings.

Feathers on the back rarely come out. If you show it, you'll be mistaken for an angel. That would be fine, but it is also expected to be seen with strange eyes or malicious rumours. Heterogeneous beings are the only things that make them difficult to accept and afraid of.

For this reason, my secret was known only to some, even in the temple. No women except mothers and nannies. Feather marks appear only to heirs to the throne from generation to generation. There are wings, not marks, and magic can handle all attributes. I am a particularly unusual member of the royal family. I might not be recognized as a person anymore if I were to be public.

But Nica's attitude towards me remained unchanged even after she clearly showed her wings. She was also lonely in her previous life and seems to have been struggling. So I guess I can be caring for others.

She said my wings were beautiful. Like a real angel, when people are given hope.

Kind Nica gives me the words I want most. I don't have to adorn myself in front of her, I can just be Raphael.

Nica politely deals with the people who were gathered in the church. It was night when I realized because I had spoken for a long time.

To be invited to the priestly evening, where we stayed and prepared for many days. The table is lined with carefully simmered veal stews, rusty salads, and rustic wheat-scented bread. The priest also seems to be a good cook.

After a pious prayer, he enjoyed a delicious meal and sweet wines from the region's specialties. Me and Nica decided to take a walk around the church grounds after dinner. Nica, feeling drunk, walks ahead and sighs when she sees the starry sky full of heaven.

"It's really beautiful. Thanks also to Raphael for being able to come again. I'm happy."

Turn around and smile Nica. I can't stop approaching her, I turn my arm from behind. Is it because you're drunk, or because you became a couple? Nica leaned on me, not shy of resisting. My chest gets hot on that trick.

"I'm happy, too, thanks to Nica"

Such a beautiful and loving being is in my arms. That's what makes me happy, and I'm just feeling it with myself right now.

Nica, it's good to see you.

That's what I thought. Behind my brain, I accidentally get a view of the beginning.

"Hey, what are you doing?

'What... kind of. I'm busy, will you stay out of my way?

Veronica, who looked great, was so beautiful, even though she was young.

"Fine... I'll make you my apprentice"

"Apprentice? Isn't that normal there, my friend? Well, not when you're free. '

The mouth draws an arc. I think it was my fault that I became an apprentice. Now I can assure you that was love at first sight. Yes, I've been drunk on my own roses since the beginning.

"Nica, you have to cool down your body. Time to go back to the inn."

"Yes, it's too late for the priest's troubles."

Cute Nica looking up at me and giggling. Look at her, I think.

- Someday, I'll tell the kids who look just like you about how we met. And your strange behavior, of course.

Countless stars cross each other's fingers and head back to church. I'm sure I'll be intoxicated by this poor, dear rose again tonight.