Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Don't stick your foot in your shoes. I'm surprised.

I offer the bread to the smallest dove. Then a bunch of wasabi or pigeons gathered, and the little pigeons were trampled and pushed.

I feel sorry for you... I lift to a tiny pigeon more than I walk before giving him bread.

The child is joyful crook crook crook crook. That sounds good.

I wonder if you were hungry. I ate not a single piece of bread.

The kid looks at me, Krukoo. Thank you? You're being polite.

And he flew out of my hand. Butterflies. Other pigeons fly as if to signal it.

Dinner's over, right? Will I see you again?

I wish I could see you again. Oh, I feel kind of lonely.

If you look closely, there are also black doves around... not crows.