Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

In the end, I gave up ice cream. I don't know what else to do, but if I had a bunch of those things, I would be obese with calorie overdose, and I would earn fat titles for my slowness.

So I bought some lemon ice cream. Huh? I said no. Of course, I made it taste like a small amount of lemon. There can be no further concessions. That's where I folded it.

"Maricana, how about strawberry ice cream?

"Don't ask"

"Why not?

So my aunt lowered her face and greeted her. We respond politely to that. A bit of yellow ice cream. That's pretty good. Modest sugar will give you peace of mind. Though not as tranceworthy.