Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Life, sickness, death, old. It's impossible to run away from these forty bitters, and they grab you whether you run away or not.

There's nothing I can do about it. When the story of life comes to an end... there's no such thing as a happy ending.

There's no such thing as a happy ending to death.

It's bullshit to be happy in the face of sad reality.

Flirting with recurring life cycles every day.

Isn't that the fate of the creature?

No one can come off of it. Iron rule? That's not so sweet.

What do you think because you did your best? I learned emptiness in a leaf dancing in the wind.

Around the wind. As the wind thinks.

How different is that from human life?