Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Keep climbing the stairs while eating bread. My legs are getting heavy, and I want Mr. Maelia to be independent, and I don't know if I can handle it.

"It's time for you to take a break. Marikana looks spicy."

"Really, Maricana?

"I don't care anymore"

"Mr. Maricana, why are you throwing so much? I'm sure Better would be a little more forthright and sincere."

"Ha."

The three of us sit on the stairs. A soldier laid the seat for me. Or should I ask a soldier? If you leave Mr. Mayria to me, I think I can relax easily. Looks like a mouth with a cloud up its mouth corner.