Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

It seems like a chance to hunt prey when you are aware of them like creatures that forest in the instrumentation woods. There are many muscular monkeys in this forest. We all strive tirelessly to move forward, to be more beautiful and stronger, as if we were on a mission.

I spanned a bike-type training machine, eyeing a man raising a barbell. The pitch-black motorcycle was activated when the LCD panel snapped through the pedal, sounding like a mosquito feather.

I grabbed the handle. I spin the pedal around with my feet as I set it to standard level.