It was a little bit of a voice that made me apologize: "Sorry for shouting, Master Calcirast..." It would have been a violation of manners as a deep-window warrant......

I'm not a good person... I mean I'm soaked... there's something natural about it... Me falling into self-loathing. I am powerless...... too bad.

Will there ever be a couple in the public who are so inspired by their abilities? I'm sure he's not here.

That makes me sad and sad and I want to die. How am I supposed to digest this feeling?

Does being with Master Calcirust mean I can do this all the time?

I wonder if I can stand it...... the more I know the key to patience. But if I could stand this, I might be able to stay with Master Calcirast forever. Even if it's a slight possibility...

"Maricana? Also, you're in paranoid mode, right? The world is not as serial as you account for..." Dear Calcirust's voice irritates my brain marrow and returns from over there.

There was a calcirust like a beautiful doll who looked at me worryingly.

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