At the Northern Fort

Separated from Mr. Teena and Woodbaum, I searched for the knight of the naked eye as he blasted through the corridor of the fort.

"Seki Cancer Kiki! Seki Cancer Kiki!

This is how screaming the name of the intended person is convenient because the passing knights tell us where they are.

"The lieutenant would have rubbed it off right there. Down the stairs."

"Thanks!

Heading toward the pointed one, the knight with the naked eye looked back and waited for him in the middle of the stairs. You seemed to hear my voice.

"What's up? I thought you were going to Teena's.

"Yeah, hey, there's something I need to ask you about your cancer. You know, yesterday, Mr. Rekka said," I want you to be alone. "

The knight with the eyes looked decent and held me up.

"How could you do that?

"I don't know. So, why did Mr. Rekka say you should be alone?

"Teena cared."

"Step aside and do it!

Now it was my turn to say that line.

But if you think calmly, you can't help but expect me to ask you this question after I say I'm going to Mr. Teena's. I was accidental.

"Les, you can't tell Mr. Rekka."

I tried to block the mouth of the knight with my forefoot and my forefoot, but I can't reach it because I'm sad I have short arms.

"I won't tell you. Lecka didn't say why, so I don't know either. I asked, but the words were clouded. Sounds like a reason I don't really want to talk about it."

"It is."

"But I'm a little concerned about Lecka, too. I was just moving over here, and I was watching out for some anxiety. I don't know if it has anything to do with this..."

So I cut the word halfway there.

I tilted my little neck, but I didn't seem to find a proper answer among the knights of the ship's eyes, and as I thought it through, I didn't put it into words any further.

"But Mr. Rekka hasn't changed, has he?

"Right. You can allow room changes for some reasons, but you can't allow me not to tell you why. Not just Rekka, but the other knights would really like a room for one."

"Okay, thanks"

Once I thanked the knight with the eye for licking his cheek, I decided to return to my mother for permission to stay.

When I returned to my mother's place of residence, I told her about my decision to stay in Tina's room and asked her permission.

"Well, I don't mind. Come back here in the morning."

My mother said as she took a human form and put me on her lap, stroking her under her chin to the touch. A little ticklish.

"Why do you think Mr. Rekka should be alone?

I also asked my mother for her opinion, but she returned it to me with no interest: "Come on, don't know."

"Don't say that, stay with me."

When you flip over your knees, hold your white, beautiful mother's hand with your forefoot and chew it sweetly.

"Wrinkles don't really understand human feelings. There are times when talking to a king doesn't make sense of why that's the idea. That thought is tricky."

"Well, who knows carrots well in spirits?

The truth is, it may be a good idea to talk to the chief of the branch, the knights of the ship's eyes, and everyone in the fort who knows Mr. Tina well, but Mr. Tina may not like being a close person. So I asked if it was a spirit.

I'm supposed to be familiar with human feelings, too, but Mr. Rekka wants an adult view of what he's thinking and what he can do to get along with the two of us.

"Is that human feeling? Well, I don't think there are any spirits familiar with such things."

"Father, you can't."

Even I found that out. My mother snorts deeply, too.

"He doesn't live long for nothing, but he doesn't know anything about humans or other spirits.... Well, I don't know if you're familiar with human feelings, but if you're going to talk to me, how about Daffine? He takes good care of himself and is often consulted by the Spirit."

Mr. Daffine? He's an adult, and he's going to look at things objectively, maybe.

"Okay! Then I'm going to Mr. Daffine's for a moment!

"Strawberry's busy."

After receiving a kiss from my grinning mother, I headed to Mr. Daffine.

Spirit to Spirit is easy to succeed in mobility, but sometimes it seems that it's the first time I've flown from here to her, or I've tried, but I've failed. There was no Mr. Daffine before we moved.

Instead, he was there.

"Oh! That's Milphyria!

It's Hilg Daddy, who looks like a big black leopard. At the end of the long tail the flames are lit just like Kugarg's, but the momentum on fire is stronger than Kugarg's.

I still can't get used to Hilg Daddy, who looks like a leopard, because I've seen him in human form a lot. I get a little nervous when I can get close to my face with my bosom.

"Hilg Daddy.... and Kugarg too"

Soon after from the shadow of Hilghdad's body, Kugarg also appeared. When you look at me, you open your pupils, stand your tail vertically, and you look happy.

I shrugged as I received a welcome head thrust from Kugarg in my chest.

"Here's a volcano between the two of us."

This is not the first time I have come to the residence of the Kugargs. Even when it comes to volcanoes, they now seem to be close to the foothills, with green forests spreading around them. I guess even a territorial patrol did it.

When I think of Mr. Daffine, I also unconsciously thought of Kugarg, so I may have flown this way. For once, Mr. Daffine is Kugarg's mother.

"Ugh..."

I couldn't help but get up as Kugarg rubbed his cheeks further on where he fell with his head poked and expressed his welcome.

When I try to stand, I try to lean over here and rub my cheeks all I can, so I fall again.

Hilgdad says this out loud.

"It's unusual to come this way from Milfilia!

Don't laugh, I want Kugarg to calm down a bit.

And, you wouldn't have heard that heart, but Hilgdad cautioned me to lick Kugarg's head and "keep it around" him.

But when he stood up with a good look at me, he was concerned about the mess of that hair, biting after his neck and attracting him.

"Which is why I'm here. Let's get you hairy."

Fine, now get hairy. I don't need it, I tried to roar at Guru with the feeling, but I didn't get through to Hilg Daddy.

Sitting tummy on the ground, putting my body between my own thick forelegs, Hilgdad licks my head up with a big tongue.

Hilg, my dad and I are across the street, so my hair won't turn upside down like they did to Kugarg last time.

The tongue, which is even more shiny than the Kugarg one though, captures my thin, soft hair so tightly that it pulls all the way to the skin.

When you can lick your cheeks, eyes, and forehead, your skin stretches out to make you look weird.

That in itself is like a massage and surprisingly pleasant, but Hilgdad's tongue is so hot and spicy for me. It's going to melt from where it's licked.

I have tried to escape several times but that time my body is cleverly captured with my forelegs and brought back.

Ultimately, it was held as if it had been made Kugarg before, and he even joined Kugarg and was haired from both of them whether it was this or not.

What a hairy hell.