Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Whatever you want now, let's hit the period on this staircase. I'm barely moving. I wonder if I can keep doing this. One paragraph, two paragraphs. Step and climb the white stairs.

"Mr. Maricana, friends are a noble thing. I really appreciate it."

Oh, I guess that's me. No way, I'm glad you're cumming that out.

"Well, Mr. Maricana is someone you've never met. Wonderful lady."

It wasn't me, it was a pleasure. Terrible. It's cruel.

"Mr. Maricana is my friend?

"Huh?"

"Oh, the wind's getting stronger."

Was there some kind of deception? Mr. Maelia's hair is shaking in the wind, and I think I miss somewhere her sad eyes.