Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Stretch your legs silently. And stick around, stretch again. We're all just sloppy on our feet. I wonder how far you're willing to walk. Something terrible happened, and going to the library easily is a challenge.

"Mr. Maricana, you look like you ate radishes"

"What face!

"Right, a face with spicy peppers in my eyes after eating plums"

What a face. I don't like it. I'm going to hate you everywhere. Or maybe it's her warmth. Although I don't understand it at all. My heart is not here. Mr. Mairia approaches Master Calcirasto. An appeal match?