Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Those two resumed playing ball. Pushing the ball back into the sky and into the hollow again as it fell. Toss? Neither of us is going to be able to drop the ball. I'll do it. The white sphere dances through the universe as it rotates.

"Mr. Maricana, would you like to mix it up?

"No, the old lady needs a little more rest"

"The characters are changing, aren't they?

"I don't know what I'd like to do even if I were you... well, I don't know, keep my health warm."

Yes, sir. Copy that.

Look up at the sky and praise its blue. I'll send a compliment. I wonder why I can enjoy peace with this. It's a mystery there. Nothing happens, the brain marrow is aware of something that's supposed to be a boring time but somewhere fulfilling. I take the tissue out of my pocket and put a double cheese and nose on it. Well, even a courtier must be human. Yeah, yeah.