Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Yeah? Smells good. I wonder what this slightly sweet creamy fragrance is. I pinch my nose and look for the source of the cum. What a perverted lady.

We're almost there. We're almost there. That's not Master Calci Rust. I wonder how magical it is to produce a slightly sweet fragrance. Sounds like it, but I think I'll get that far.

The prince, who perceived me behind his back, looks back.

"What's wrong? Is there something on your back?

"No."

"Then why?

"I don't know."

"You think a lie like that would make sense?

"Ugh."

"Come on, let's confess, Marikana."

"Oh, oh."

"Oh, what is it?

Excuse me. Against the lady.