Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Mm-hmm. That's it. I let my sieve hands wave on the round table. Oh, well, fine. It's a difference of values. You're the one who doesn't even care about bad words.

As I was sipping a cup of coffee, an established pudding, not a convenience store, was placed in front of me in the dish. Deacon Goodjob. When I tried to spoon it, Me Lisa grabbed my plate. "Hmm, looks delicious, could I have a share?" Nod to what Maelia said. Mr. Mayria had a whole lot of caramel syrup areas. And into my mouth......

"That's too mean, Mr. Maelia. It's an anomaly. Give me a part of the fun."

"I'm sorry, I thought you hated this place"