Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

"Mr. Maricana, you were aiming for Kaba's physique, it's splendid."

The disgust flies and Mr. Maelia looks like a demon. Sugar is the culprit of obesity. I put a spoon and a plate on the round table. The maid puts it in a basin and leaves somewhere.

Vast gym. Hundreds of people can improve their muscle strength at once. It boasts one of the most spacious in this country. There are a wide variety of instruments and muscles throughout the body that can be trained with care. Some people indoors have too much workout and their arms are more than my abdomen. I also sell protein juice in the corners of the gym. I guess that's what vending machines are installed with that intention, which I consume while working out. Dozens of people are sweating with appliances as far as I can see from this place. They all sweat from their foreheads and bully their screaming bodies. I guess I'm aiming for the satisfaction that lies ahead. "Mr. Maricana, I admire Macho now... I mean, I admire him, no?" Maelia says, "but shakes her head.