Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

"Okay, if you don't, don't go home, it's over here."

"No!

"You're a strong woman. All right, if you say so much, give me my favorite jam bread."

"I conveniently have something like that... I do"

Breaking through, I crept through the gate.

Main road that runs everywhere. The paving stone came moss. Maybe it means a lot of water, so be careful not to fall over. A beige horse came running backwards from the front, tense as he ran like a jumper. I bend and dodge the steering wheel. I was relieved that it was different from the horse, but wait - and the horse approached from behind. Turning around, he snorts roughly at us as he brings his spit to his mouth. If this happens, stand up. I get up and cage my strength in the pedal. But not on horse legs, they catch up.