Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

"Oh, but would a royal me be welcome?

"Wouldn't it be nice to sur?

"It's rude to be unreal. Maricana, I'm guilty of disrespect."

"Haha, sorry"

Flowering and proceeding to crappy talks, etc. Oh, roses are blooming. And the sunflower blossomed. I wonder if this is real. It grows slightly from Calcirust's brilliant lips.

Maybe me, too? The prince is watching my mouth. It's a strange eye. It's not like she's cute. Somewhere, anxiously, I shake my black eyes and my eyes are open. Oh, they hated me. Shall we go again? And now the hand of going home, not the library.