Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

I spoke this way to Master Calcirust, who walked over a luxury carpet that might have come from a ship. My eyes still capture blonde hair.

"Don't I want to be heavy? Worried it might be annoying...... You're okay now, right?

Besides, Master Calcirust turned his neck and looked at me and said: It's a voice that just feels like it.

"You shouldn't. Not unless you're at rest as far as I can see...... I feel that way"

Is Calcirus familiar with medicine? I'm at a level where I can tell from just looking...? Or maybe for some other reason. Here's what he said.

"Maricana is not heavy at all! Light as a feather. Never mind...... you're going to be a little cold today. Can you stick to me? That way we're poking each other... and none of us have the bottom line or anything... it's true!

I didn't know why I pushed but I snuggled up on him. Warm. It's like I'm taking a bath. I guess that's too much to say.