~Mia Mondragon~
"Cooking?" Albert Ros seemed to be very confused, and saw me grit my teeth: "Yes, cooking! And besides, I think, I'll have to do my laundry later!”
"Then, there you go." Albert Ros let go of my hand, and I regained my freedom, but my heart was a little lost-- I seemed to have slowly become accustomed to Albert Ros's physical contact with myself. But this emotion was only for a moment because I realized that I still had to go downstairs to cook and do laundry.
Albert Ros looked at my departing figure and smiled. What should he do with this little woman? He had the idea of teasing me, but after a while, he couldn't see me. Albert Ros felt panicked in his heart, afraid that after this moment, I would disappear.
Albert Ros took out the picture of the lady that looks exactly
