Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

The pigeon's crushed eyes appeared puckered. I'm observing around turning my neck around. A smile spreads among the humans. The pigeon's eyes looking up at this one had a rushing, fearful color. Rising dove. Lovingly lowering his head and waving his love to the humans. Are you going to thank me? I tried to get out the window. The dove hesitated a lot. Turban man urges "come on". Master Calcirasto, standing next to him, also nods. The dove rises to a winged hollow. It flies toward the soggy blue sky. I'm relieved that there didn't seem to be any injury. We drop off the pigeons until they are invisible. Hiding in the shadows of surrounding private houses and other buildings, pigeons become invisible. We moved indoors.