Villainess's Sweet Everyday

I'm tired of looking at white cobblestones. The soles of my shoes have been reduced. Well, I might have gained strength.

White cobblestones, you've combined them for decades, it's a distracting task. Craftsmen, workers, who contributed to the city thoroughly without a heart to do so, turned to boulders.

What a trivial thought. I'm sure a lot of people's emotions are getting cancer. Is that not true? No, there might be.

Master Calcirasto seems to have a tough time dealing with Mr. Mairia. And I guess I just see it. Actually, maybe not.