Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

"None of the incidents that suggested that, right? I did it for you."

"Sorry, Buckwheat. Another bite."

"No," he says, snatching the plate. Dangerous. When I looked around, I stopped working out. Couscous laughed at this one and a pair of macho men were watching. I turn that way. When soldiers take a step forward and blame "Kohon," they all resume their training. Kid kid, giddy apparatus roars.

Defend the pudding dead and distance yourself from Mr. Mayria. Spoon and crease while holding the plate, I'll have it. The mouth is stained with warmth and sweetness. It makes me smile. Mr. Maelia is looking at this one with her eyes lifted. He's tapping the corner of the round table with his fingers. I wonder if you're angry. Turn around and taste the pudding. Chewing and swallowing, he indulges in sweetness as clay. Oh, I'm done eating. Do you want me to take your place?