Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Number 72.

The woman who stood up removed Master Calcirast’s hand and apologized again, “Excuse me…”.

He doesn’t seem like a bad person. I wonder how childish it is……

I haven’t seen much of the type. I undone the painting tool.

“Good luck with that,” said Master Calcirasto, lining up with me. he says.

“You were a pretty masterful painter. I look forward to the future. Maricana?”

“Right,” I said, pointing at her with less words.

I guess I’m still jealous. It’s going to be like an erupting volcano. I mean an explosion.

We walk along the castle again. I think my frustration has subsided…

It’s my bad habit to think too much. I run to the worst epilogue ever.

From now on, Master Calci will like that woman. Love sprouts…… I am forgotten.