Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

My father and mother both smiled more as my father's research progressed. My mother hugged me, good, and she snapped. His father, who no longer yelled and scattered his squire, also witnessed occasions where he apologized to his squire that he was concerned.

My relationship with my father improves little by little. We go to the bookstore together and try to buy a novel and say to me, "Why don't you read a general book once in a while?" Asked him, he was slightly ashamed of himself. If so, I bought a general book on writing. When I got home, I was reading it and I wasn't convinced. There were points where sentience, comprehension, couldn't keep up.