Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

I tend to lose my breath. I can't breathe. My chest muscle hurts. A pair of men and women walked past the aisle in front of them talking soothingly. Wet the sweat on your cheeks and resume. Slide the cushion bar and feel the pain. The muscles seem to be ringing. Instruments for the anterior abdominal muscles are harsh. I wonder if it's unpopular. The sound of the air conditioning shook my ears.

It is shown on television where the carriage was installed by the side of the horizon and heaven in an accidental accident. The carriage axle is broken. Two women are being transported out and put in an ambulance on a stretcher. It was seen that white-painted carriages could only be purchased by more than large, wealthy nobles.