Don't complain about the cover of my own p, == I'm just a PS scumbag TT
This is the story of a small citizen trying to stand up in a BT world.
Whenever you want to grow up, you will encounter something,
"Feitan, please stop staring at me like that. I just said you were short and pretty because of the pressure from Truth or Dare. Ah, I chose Truth or Dare instead of Truth or Dare. That bastard Phinks forced me to say it."
It will also tell us a lot of truths,
"Uncle Chrollo, okay, I'll do it right away. Wait a minute. Do you want some tea? Okay, I'll be there right away. Well, I'll help you hammer your legs."
The truth is, if you are capable of bending and stretching, I will definitely overthrow you in three hundred years!
(Hey, why doesn't three hundred years seem a bit far away?!)
Of course, it is absolutely impossible to walk in this world without money.
"Who lent you ten million? Hey, don't touch my money just because you think I'm a weak girl. I'll beat up anyone who dares to touch my wallet. Hey, why are you pulling out the nails? Don't be impulsive. Ten million will be there soon."
However, all of the above can be solved by relying on personality charm.
"Little brother, you're so good, come on and pinch your face. Yes, just put your paw back like this, and you'll get some chocolate."
This article is easy to say, three updates on the first day of the trap, and one update a day as much as possible in the next week (please re-read). The heroine is not Mary Sue, not the Virgin, and it cannot be related to the healing system, I guess.
The outline of this article has been roughly laid out, so you should not abandon it, so please feel free to read it.
So, the above
"Little Apple~? Have you forgotten me?~?"