Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

In the meantime, let's have some bread. I take a burger (full of cheese) out of my palm. Fat. Definitely fat. But when things don't work out, you just have to eat. Take your place, take your place. I'm gonna eat you up.

Master Calcirasto staring at me, who cheers burgers with momentum like a munchkin beggar. Oh, I got hit. I was frightened. I did. Oh, what should we do? That's right!

"Duh, what do you think, this mess?

"Bogus? No, it looks delicious."

Good. It was an illusion over here. Prince Clean White, honestly in itself, but I wouldn't think of such a terrible thing, yeah, that's right, good.