At the Northern Fort

Kicks noticed that it was funny when he moved his nose closer to the sleeping mill.

I thought I'd advise Mill when he wakes up that this is how he feeds the Kicks because he sleeps in the bickering room, but if he sleeps in the deputy secretary's office, it gets boring, so I figured I'd shut him up.

I tried to get the jerky closer too, and Mill ate the shampoo half asleep.

It's nice for Mill to play with a stuffed animal made by Teena, but if you get tired of it or pay attention to something else, I want you to give me a break leaving the stuffed animal on the spot.

I'm pretty freaked out when I'm stuck in a dim hallway in the fort or something.

I'm afraid if you ask Teena who she is, she'll be a little bird. It's not like a little bird I know, but I guess it's a little bird because Teena says it's a little bird.

It was a mill touring the training at the end, but it was boring, and at some point I slept all round my body. This outfit will never be seen in the warmer months.

In hot weather, you can feel the season even in the sleep phase because you are either on your back with your stomach out or stretched out.

It's already winter.

Sometimes I see Mill walking down the hall stealing his Deputy's jacket when he's busy.

I followed him and went, and Mill walked into the bickering room and put his jacket on the couch, on which he started taking a nap.

I can't get the deputy chief to deal with me, so I think I'm putting up with a smelly jacket.

I want my jacket stolen too...

At Mill's lunch time, with Kicks and Jets on the dining room floor, Mill made a bet on whose it was going to be. Of course I bet myself on each of the three.

Kicks was confident, "I'm the cutest mill, so the mill takes mine," but that's not it. I'll definitely take mine.

But in fact, when the mill arrived, the three of us seemed warned that we were masterful of something, and left without even leaning close to our jackets while being seen so far away. Too bad.

Because Kicks and Jets usually do poorly.

I got a little snow today. This much leaves Mill's cute footprints clear and makes me nibble every time I walk outside. I looked around and everyone was looking down and nibbling and disgusting.

When I followed in the footsteps, I knew exactly what Mill was doing, such as going to the training area and running around, or dropping by the back door of the cooking area and saying something to the chef.

In front of the stables it seemed that he met someone and even stroked them in the belly, with traces of the mill sleeping on the snow and human footprints.

You look like a branch leader because the human footprint isn't that big, and I feel straight and beautiful walking.

The captain hides the animal lover, but the stuffing is pretty sweet because it leaves these marks.

Looks like Mill recently came up with a new way to intimidate her. Let's just say it's an air gab gab, I really don't bite, but you open your mouth wide, show your fangs, and pretend to bite.

But unfortunately, I've never seen that threat work. Even Kugarg looks fine.

I'm just trying to stroke you, but I'm alert, and I'm desperate for the mill to air gab you.

Why not?

When I was cutting firewood outside, they were having trouble moving the mill that they tried to get over Marutai. Apparently, my stomach got caught because of my short legs.

I wish I had avoided it without making a weird challenge.

And if you want me to help you, you can ring it, but you feel embarrassed when people notice that you can't move anymore, without saying a word, you just looked at me in trouble.

Don't look at me like that. I'm going to help you now.

Mill sitting gracefully in a chair with her forelegs crossed. What's that pose?

The plump chest hair and the necklace I got from Kugarg, which I see a little, go hand in hand with the rich Madame.

It was warm today in Haruhi, so when I slept in big letters on the lawn during the noon break, Mir slept with his head in my palm about when he came.

Yeah! Oh, my God. This is cute.

It's so rare to follow me from the mill that I couldn't move for a while so that this precious time would last.

Your hands are getting a little paralyzed......

Mill looks good in snow after all.

Besides, when I'm in the snow, I feel a little spirited. Do you think it feels like it's not just a fox?

But when I watched the mill from afar staring at the snow coming from the sky with a serious face, I was worried that the mill was going to dissolve into the snow and disappear as it was.

What is Mill thinking right now?

Foreword withdrawn, the mill was just a mill.

Looks like he was just trying to eat the falling snow.

Oh, come on, don't eat!