Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

The front row seats allow you to see the scenery in front of you, and the wind shakes the street trees planted on both sides of the road, ripping away the leaves. The wind is strong, and you can see a man holding his hat so that it doesn't fly, and a lady holding his skirt. Is there a typhoon coming?

Carlia is still letting go of something. There were parts that could not be identified because I was listening in half, but I nodded my head and I jumped to try to dodge it well. She really likes to talk. I often get irritated and laugh when I hear what she has to say. Who knows that such an energetic Carlia is doomed to die of illness. Maybe God wanted to keep Carlia close at hand.