Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

"Wow, thanks. What about you, by the way?

"Oh, did you forget?It's Carlia. A little shocked. "

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Carlia, one of my childhood acquaintances.We laughed together, we played together, we grew up together.That's right. Burning red hair.Tight eyes are the same as usual."What are you staring at," Carlia said.I shake my neck. "You can go shopping at the department store today," Carlia said.Yes, it is. The nursery school kids are in the department store... sur.Was there such an excursion?

When you get along with Carlia, the weather and rain hit the bus.Like a whip that smashes.The sound sounded as if the bus was screaming.People scatter around in three or five places and disappear.Looks like the soldiers are chasing us.Rain is the tears of God.Temporarily rains to escape harsh realities.There is no crying god who does not stop crying.The rain chorus lasted about five minutes.Sunlight came in from the clouds, and through the windows of the bus it was like a drobo.Warm and warm, it relieves human pain.Carlia sings a nose song.I was looking forward to it.Did I time slip into the past, or am I rewriting a new past?