Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

"What is it, Mr. Maelia?"

"I got divination results. Marikana said today... she's going to turn into a giraffe..."

Also, a malicious statement. Turn right and sigh "ha". I don't know what the hell you want from me. If this were the stage, what would the audience think? Oh, poor Marikana...... or something. I bow my head and send Mr. Mairia to the gym. I haven't seen a movie lately. I mean, it's rarely been such a thick day. I almost relaxed on the linoleum floor. I have a little right leg on it. I guess I just couldn't do it. An adorable noisy young man is lowering his bag and returning home. A pair of five. I came in front of a vending machine. A vending machine that shined all the time. Ignore. Straight down the hallway surrounded by white Asian walls, bent over and finally returned. Open both doors and enter the room. Wow, cool. You're cool. Turn your shoulders and check your arms for muscle pain. It hurts a little.