The Me Who Wants To Escape The Princess Training

"I'd like to do a cookie revenge."

"I haven't heard anything"

Catch a burrito pretending to be deaf.

"I'd like to do a cookie revenge."

"That's a great push. You are!

Cover the root of the Brit as he tries to escape. Maria is palming as she looks at the burrito with a pitiful look on her face.

"No, don't get involved!

"Well, don't say that. Aren't we friends?

"Because we just say we're friends at times like this!

I don't hate burritos who observe while saying that.

Bridget thought, Hmm.

"In the first place, shouldn't we be exploring the flavors His Highness doesn't like?

"Huh?"

To words I didn't envisage, I do.

"'Cause this is for threat, isn't it, Your Highness Clark? It doesn't make sense unless you don't like them."

"No, well, yes..."

What the Blitz say is good.

"And if so, let's investigate."

"Huh? What investigation?

I have a bad feeling about the brit kid who got up sooo well.

"Of course, you're going to investigate what His Royal Highness Clark doesn't like!

"Oh, I'm not in."

"Don't let the whisperer run away!

"What I said was cookie revenge, not looking for something that Master Clark doesn't like!

"Yep. Bad foreboding!

The burrito grabbed me by the root.

"Hey, I'm Princess Wang even now!

"Say that when it's like that!

"What do you mean!?

That's what I mean, I heard Maria whine bossly. Maria, I'm sorry, but I'm a hell of an ear!

Bullies drag me and follow me reluctantly.

"We need to find Master Clark first."

Bridget looks like she's enjoying herself.

"What are you doing?"

"Because I don't have a chance to walk this grandiose through the royal castle!

Shark carpet! and brits are excited. It is no longer an exaggeration to say that we have lost sight of our purpose.

The Brit child cares so much about the inside of the royal castle, he takes his feet everywhere. Mr. Clark's own room, office room, stables, courtyard, cooking area.

"You're not here."

The burrito shrugged while eating the shoe cream he got in the cooking area.

"What are you eating!

"I said you'd do it. You, too?

A burrito offers a shoe cream stuffed in a cardboard box.

Come on, you can't beat the temptation!

"It's okay to be fat... or why don't you get fat! That's annoying!

"Will you not hit eight?

The burrito mouths another shoe cream. Ugh, I envy you...

"Where is your husband?"

"I don't know either."

I'm tired of exploring it all, Bridget.

Kohon, and I heard a cough. I'm not a burrito. I met the Brit face to face.

Kohon, and I hear it again.

Looking back at the sound, there was a soldier following our escort.

".................. no way"

When I have a nasty feeling and squeal, the soldier takes his helmet slowly.

"Hey, Letty."

"I knew it!

It was unfolding as expected.

"Why are you a soldier!

"No, I was trying to surprise you. Surprised?"

"You'll be surprised! Or come out sooner!

"It's been fun because I don't realize it at all. I kind of feel like a troupe member."

"Don't play dumb!

Ha ha, and Master Clark laughing is definitely not reflecting.

"I don't even know what to say from a burrito..."

There were no burritos.

Oh, he ate away...!

"By the way, Letty"

Shit, Mr. Clark looks at me.

"Did you find something I didn't like?

Good, good, good breath. Ugh!

"Mi, I couldn't find it. Ah!

Master Clark smiled contentedly at me telling him half a cry.