Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Lesson 97

Master Calcirust’s big, white hand peeled at mine.

It’s as if they’ve wrapped it up. Relief as if you were in an amniotic fluid……

Master Calcirasto smiles at me and says, “Let’s walk”.

Go slowly. Step-by-step is set in an album in my life.

The footsteps are light and I think I’m going to slap a light mouth.

My heart is turning the steps… but I think I’m dancing in the waltz.

Dear Calci Rust, Nico. Is it because you’re holding hands?

Or another reason? Considering a woman other than me…?

My mind blocks. I relaxed and suffered a melancholy attack.

Oh my… yes, I’m no big deal. It doesn’t make sense.