There's nothing wrong with Adelaide's life. There's nothing wrong with being cheated on. After all, half of marriages end in divorce and most end from infidelity. There's nothing wrong with getting addicted to an otome game. After all, everybody has something they're obsessed with. There's nothing wrong with reincarnating as the villainess instead of the heroine. After all, the villainess is richer and more powerful. There's nothing wrong with the villainess chasing after one of the love interests. After all, it's not like he's the canon route. There's nothing wrong with Ophelia's life.
May is perhaps the most ecstatic person about the fact that we won't be rationing food today.
Although...
I don't think she's aware of what rationing is, so much as she's heard that she's definitely getting the food she's asking for now.
"Food for a princess!" May chirps, eagerly following Roland to the food box to peer inside with Celeste. "Is there more pasta?!"
I scoff and shake my head. "No, you ate all the pasta in the world last night. Remember?"
May puts her little fists up under her chin and puffs her cheeks out, wiggling back and forth in some bizarre visual protest I don't understand at all. "Bleh! It was sooooo good!! Pasta for princesses! More pasta!!"
Lucas chuckles. "Pasta for breakfast?"
May gives a very decisive and confident nod, and then beams a smile in Lucas' direction. "Yep! All the pasta for a princess!! You're gonna feed me pasta, right, Princey Lucas?!"