Supposedly I should be enjoying the remaining time on making more figurine and custom to sale for this season events of akazon....
but sadly I have to wear a damn made outfit and assist the greatest butler of devildom. Ahaha what a luck do I have...
note the sarcasm.
"Tomorrow were going to have a ball and lord Diavolo expect to have the perfect one. The event aren't going to make it self perfect by itself, correct? That's why your going to help me on it." He told me before he drag me to do all those ball preparation shit. Oh by the way I will never dream of becoming an organizer after experiencing this hellish torture!
"But don't people normally don't care about the surrounding..." I was eating secretly the cookies that soon taken from my gasp.
"If That was the case then what's the purpose of having an eye then?"
"...Sir Barbatos pls order me what ever you want. I was wrong"
Sir pls don't talk anymore because your hurting me with your words!
"Hmm...then—"
The fallowing segment is about me being slave away for hours and hours. I don't even notice that it's already late and that I just slamp on my bed right away.