"...It only used this little??"
Seeing the actual amount of sugar Yvonne used, Elsa blinked in surprise.
"That's right. As you saw, the cotton candy machine produces quickly. Moreover, with the large-scale cultivation of sugar beets in North Kalos, sugar prices aren't as expensive now. It's an opportune ti to promote sweet foods."
"Hmm..."
Elsa took another bite of cotton candy, savoring anew the sweetness lting on her tongue.
Surely most girls living in this world wouldn't refuse sweets?
"It's indeed an excellent choice for festival food. Even elderly people with dental issues and children can eat it. I think it's very suitable."
"My goodness... Where on earth did you co from, angel? Really~~~"
Hearing this, Yvonne couldn't help but hug her tighter.
To prioritize consideration for the elderly and children, her fiancée was truly so thoughtful~
"By the way, Evie, what about the dancers and musicians for the festival? Do they need special arrangents too?"
"Hmm... We should let the guild handle that part. They should be more..."
But after pondering for a mont, she felt uneasy.
"...Perhaps you should help
convey a ssage to the guild."
"Pff... I knew Evie couldn't let it go. What ssage shall I pass on? I'll rember it."
"Mm... Tell them that the cat girls of Felis have excellent dance skills, and the earthenware instrunts of the Pelo tribe are quite distinctive. Other races also have their strengths. The festival should be a good opportunity for cultural exchange and eliminating barriers. It shouldn't just showcase humans alone; other races should also be given the chance to flourish."
"Alright~ I've got it!"
Watching her write down her requirents in a small pink-covered notebook, Yvonne was sowhat surprised.
"...I haven't seen you use this little notebook before."
"Mm, I only started using it recently."
"I cut the cover myself~ The bookmark is made from Bebe's tail fur... It even has my na printed on it~ Isn't it cute?"
As she spoke, she spread open the cover, half-hiding her upturned mouth corners, looking quite adorable and playful.
"It is very cute..."
Although it was good that she was happy, seeing her treasure that little notebook so much, honestly made Yvonne a bit jealous.
The Elsa from before would share everything, big or small, with her. But recently, since she started recording things, it was as if she had many little secrets that only she enjoyed.
That little notebook... Just how much did it know about Elsa that Yvonne didn't? Just thinking about it made her feel sowhat envious.
It's laughable, isn't it? Being jealous of a notebook. But Yvonne felt that her current self was just that unreasonable.
Co to think of it, she had seen sothing called a 'journal' in the Book of Reality before. Elsa seed to like it, so she probably imitated one.
"But... Having a small notebook to record schedules is indeed nice. Should I get one too?"
Yvonne agreed.
When there are too many things and schedules are too packed, things written down on paper are more reliable than the forgetful brain.
Previously, she had been recording on paper, making schedules, and finally binding them into books. Having a small notebook that could be carried around would be nice too.
"Hmph, if Evie keeps records, it'll definitely turn into work notes, right?"
Elsa hugged her pink notebook and stuck out her tongue at Yvonne.
"What I record isn't trivial stuff like that—"
Although it was indeed out of concern about forgetting, what she wanted to record... was more important than these things!
"Then can I take a look? I'm very curious."
"No~ way."
Elsa pivoted on her toes, gracefully twirling around, giggling as she escaped from Yvonne's side.
"Maybe I'll let you see one day, but not now."
"Alright..."
Yvonne sighed, feigning resignation.
"Then I'll just have to wait impatiently until the day you're willing to show ?"
Elsa was a bit speechless: "Evie, you seem to have beco quite glib lately..."
"Hehe... This is the result of practice."
Because, generally speaking, villains are all eloquent, aren't they? They're basically the type who can spout flowery language. So Yvonne thought she should train this ability too, and had been secretly practicing in front of the mirror every day.
Now, she could finally face Elsa's teasing without changing expression! Compared to her forr self, this was a big step forward.
"Oh~"
Elsa raised an eyebrow, approaching Yvonne again.
"So... Is the current Evie progressing towards being the 'perfect villainess'?"
"Hehe, that's right. The current
has no weaknesses."
"Oh?"
Elsa took another step forward, becoming even closer than when she had hugged her earlier.
"Really? Truly no weaknesses?"
She smiled as she approached.
"May I try and see?"
"Heh... Look all you want. Today, I'm very well-prepa... Mmph!!"
However, Yvonne was still wrong.
She embraced her and gave her a deep kiss.
With the sweetness of cotton candy, her soft tongue was like lting cake, continuously infusing Yvonne with nourishnt called sweetness.
Soft as snow... Not just the cotton candy, but her lips too.
This kiss was so comfortable that Yvonne almost lost consciousness. When she ca to her senses, her face was already bright red.
"Mm, Evie showing weakness is cuter."
"...You. That counts as a sneak attack!"
"Oh my, I was attacking head-on."
Licking her lips, Elsa chuckled, still savoring the mont.
"Not enough training..."
Yvonne fell into distress.
But on second thought,
"Generally speaking, villains always lose to protagonists... So this is also part of being the 'perfect villain', yes, that's right!"
Besides, it wasn't the first ti. There would be eight or so tis a day, and she was long used to it.
The conclusion is—Today's Yvonne Smollett is also flawless.
Yes, that's it!
Beside her, Elsa secretly observed and giggled at the process of Yvonne going from looking sowhat defeated to regaining her spirit.
Evie putting on a brave front is cute too.
Ah, right right—
As if rembering sothing, Elsa hurriedly opened her little notebook again.
Let's write this down too—
So as not to forget.
Ordinary mortals always have a limited lifespan.
If one day she left this world first, this diary should be able to provide so comfort to Yvonne in her place.
At the sa ti, it was also so that when they beca old grannies, they could reminisce about the happy tis that were now so close at hand, to prevent this story from being forgotten. Elsa decided to start writing a diary, recording everything, big and small, about herself and Yvonne.
However, for so reason, even for Elsa, who always responded to Yvonne with passionate love, this matter was sowhat embarrassing. But she thought this sense of sha should only be temporary, so she planned to tell Yvonne after this feeling of embarrassnt subsided.
Who knew... This joy that she hadn't had the chance to share would soon beco a regret in the near future.
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