Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

"What evidence do we have? Tell me."

You look like a nasty mother. What do I do? So Ray came down with his butterfly wings.

"Hih."

"Wow."

Give me that ring back.

Parents and children throw out rings and run away with their backs to the lees of tinned monsters. I picked up a rolling ring. It's a silver memorial ring. No particular damage.

I stroked the ring with my finger. Then the smoke rose. That's a good amount.

"Kehoho, was it your aunt who called me in? Best regards,"

I'm a student.