Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Mr. Maelia's smile is muddled. Looking from up there somewhere. My eyes aren't laughing much either. Looks like I covered the mockery with a cover called a smile. If you pull it down, you'll see a strange, disgusting smile.

Crispy. The teeth on the burdock are great. Even when curated, its bite is alive and well. Your teeth get stronger.

Master Calcirasto is eating slowly. Maybe he cares. My curry is still standing. Easily sending it into the stomach would be a challenge. No. Mm-hmm. Lou's fine, too. The brown curry is bare and even more brown, but I can do it.