Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Master Calcirasto and I headed toward the flowerbed. Hundreds of flowers. Various flowers shake in the wind "Good morning! I say," Keep your head down.

Oh, flowers calm my heart. Maybe it does something like that... It's really blooming beautifully. Sooner or later, it withers, but it conveys the diligence of desperately trying to live.

Even brilliant flowers don't know when they will be picked. Even I don't know when I'll be convicted... and yet I feel more delighted to ignore that like a fire across the shore and live.

I still have dark things to reflate in my head...... cloud mud difference...... sad and regrettable but I am defeated by flowers...... I felt that way.

I asked Master Calcirust staring at him like this. Forced to laugh.

"Does Master Calcirust like flowers? Like roses?"

Master Calcirasto says this after smiling nicely, looking at the void a little and looking at it and saying something. A nice breeze blew through and made the grasshoppers dance.

"Yeah, it calms my heart when I see it... like when I'm watching Maricana..."

I pinked my cheeks at the remark.