Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

We'll get right on with it. My life. I wonder if I can do this.

"Mr. Maricana, it's dangerous!

"Not again!

The looming white sphere. Approaching with the roar down. It must have been on purpose, this. Receive, Toss, Attack.

"Gu"

"Don't you dare!

"Terrible, Mr. Maricana"

"You're welcome, not at all."

Can this nonsense continue? I don't think that makes much sense. I take out my smartphone and TEL it to Master Calci Rust. Um, no.

Been a while. I still read the newspaper. Knock gray concrete. You're free. Um, not yet. I wonder why.