Villainess's Sweet Everyday

"Chip," Mr. Maelia tongued, arms in front of his chest, something to take into account, flirting with the hit. I wonder if something is going to happen again. It's hard to get involved. Even a triple accelerator would do less damage. I got up. I glanced at Master Calcirasto. It is repeated in a prolonged and bare manner. As always, the man who maxed his positive fist poking to the extreme also continues to roll out his fist. Everyone else strives for toughness, such as a shadow of sworddance and boxing. All of them in the mirror on the wall looked like heroes. I'm sure they'll choose their way against the enemy. I walked away. Leaving this less popular room, step into the gym next door in Normal and change your mood.