On the beach, two graceful women were leaning on the railing. The woman in red turned to the woman in blue next to her and said, "Myanyu, I think we are the same kind of people."
Yanyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes."
March tilted her head: "Then... I am the evil witch and you are the evil queen?"
"It literally should be."
"Haha..."
"Haha..."