Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

"Well, it's all bad."

Mr. Maelia opens her eyes and says, a little suspicious of behavior. Looking back at himself with some sense I took out of it.

"Dear Calcyrust, I don't think that person deserves to be with you."

"That's for me to decide"

Bad mouth made the lady pull her face, and she glanced at me, not Master Calcirast. Uh, neat. It feels good. It has grown a little, so I have to look bad. Even a form of heavenly punishment feels like you've come with Zudon.