Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Oh, now I got the pancakes from the soldiers, will you eat them again? She walks over the wooden floor and comes here. I pull myself back. I don't know why. The melody of the instrument stopped reaching my ear during the moment.

"Mr. Maricana, uh"

"Yes, uh... I won't!

"Why, I offered you a snack and I showed good intentions!

"I won't be fooled, it will be to waste my exercise!

"Giggle"

"Oh, I don't need that anymore."

Ms Mayria, with her hunched nose, turns around, approaching the bench with a small run and calming her hips. Look at this one. I look creepy. Mr. Mayria. What, what is it?

I thought my gaze was white toward heaven to ignore it. Overall, it's clean and the appliance is probably more polished.