After traveling through time, luckily I gained the superpower to turn food back into freshness, so I could survive even picking up trash.
I just have a problem, what should I do if I can't understand Italian?
After thinking calmly, I decided to leave it to fate.
-Then I opened a bakery.
Everything went well, and I got a cute (fog) boyfriend. The only thing that was a little bit troublesome was that I was in a little bit of trouble.
The gangster opposite was so frightened that he fell to the ground and looked at my hand with a horrified expression.
I calmly raised the flaming sword that suddenly appeared and made a fucking sound:
"Judgement, rua!"
Diluc: You?
I finally remembered what I was doing before traveling through time, drawing cards and watching ■■■■.
Note:
①Obviously, the pain of being crooked makes the author crazy
②There is no male protagonist, only the boyfriend (maybe changed), or maybe none at all
③Not serious, just for entertainment, a moment of relaxation is worth a thousand dollars
④It is different from the copywriting of Yiyi Diandian. It can be used as a reference.
⑤The bakery will have it, Diluc will have it, and the boyfriend will have it too.
Intention: My ideal is not dirty at all