"Tarn is cute and Nua likes it." I want to be honest, this is also lovely, but it is also mixed with facts.
In this way, your face suddenly turns red.
"Ah, I blush." I smiled, pointed my finger to his face, and then I pushed him away with all my might.
"Ah... don't point!"
"If you don't get paid, you will beat him."
"I told you, if you want a prize, you go and get a stick!"
"Not at all? You know, what?" I bargained and made him blush to his ears.
"No! I want to cheer for Rome!"
I wrinkled my nose. Anyway, I can't help. Tan is not the person who proposed it, Mild said. He himself, he himself, he himself, he himself, he himself, he wants to get paid with the bystanders, it's not fair.
So I waved and let him go, and leaned back in the plastic chair. I thought when he was gone, then I
