Winter is hard because it's rusty.
But summer is tougher.
I'd rather have a spring that was pompous. Sarasa, the wind is good for autumn. I don't like being 'Kikutan', 'Chiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu' is best.
So August is roughly it. We are all overwhelmed by the sunshine, the wind, the burning stones, and the unmistakable nights.
Everyone in Kojitsu and the neighbors are saying with their mouths shut. I hope autumn comes soon. Wouldn't it be quicker?
I also wonder if it will happen soon. When I feel like it, I pray because of the church.
Sister said, "It's natural for summer to follow. This is what God decided," but even the Sister was sweating her clothes, and she was all over Hamikan, especially on the day.
After all, we all mean that summer is hard. There's nothing good about it. Your throat will soon get cute, your clothes will get wet with an offering, you won't feel comfortable sleeping, and you won't be able to have a good meal.
I don't think there's anything more messy about summer if God decides to go on. I wish it was just spring and autumn. Like summer and winter, I don't need to do all the nasty things.
I don't want to, so there are people out there who don't believe in the gods of the Church.
I wish I could at least freshen up the muffled wind from the sea. That way, I can have a nice lunch, and I think more people will come to Mass.
"Nyah."
Turn the unpleasant fun into a whisper, and I will go to the intermediate district.
The destination is the east park. It's a great summer lunch spot with a few big trees, well ventilated, and great woodcuts.
Although the big market nearby is just a little touchy, I can totally gamble with that. If it's just noise, our idiot wow. This is worse.
If I can only do one thing wrong, my sister will blame me, and the walnut that wants to do everything will burn. If it's the same wolf, Goldie would rather be rounded up.
I don't know, Gordie, who was reborn and became a human, makes for some delicious barley tea. They'll take care of the blemishes, and they'll soak up new clothes.
Yeah, I knew Goldie would be better off. A wacky wacky wacky wacky wacky wacky wacky. Next time, let Sister or Goldie stick to you...... Ah, but.
Maybe that guy should stick with that wok.
A rare black scab in Easwind. A slightly strange man of the same black as me. Whatever takahiro in the store, no, no. It will stick with Wonko well.
Because the walnut loves that guy so much. If I see him, I'll probably sweep his tail, and if I have a suck, I'll try to pepper him. I'll be sweet anytime, anywhere, and when I do, I'll try to keep up with you.
I think this is the so-called 'come on' one. A man is a woman, a woman is a man, a bastard, a curse. That idiot wacko would listen to what he has to say if he was the one doing it. He will remind me of my clinging to the walnut, who always wants to cling to me.
... Yeah, it's going to work out kind of well.
I really don't want to go, so let's go see Takahiro. I'm not an adult, so I don't speak the phrase well, but let's try once in a while.
But that's tomorrow's story. Today, lunch is served. It's a little sweet, and I'll go home and eat dinner, and I'll take my time with the kids.
So when you're in a good mood and you can go see Takahiro, go for a free life.
"Nah."
And I wetted, and walked down the street, and I went into the midst of the citizens of Cucumber.
The bricks, the smaller woods. A mustache on a mundane hill with a bumpy mustache. Looks like it's only out of town here, but there was a little bit of honeysuckle growing across the hill.
This is my favorite. An extraordinary lunch among a few citizens. There's only one more thing nearby, a lot of ground. Yeah. Anyway, the loud guys are going that way. People come because of this, but only the slightly sampered ones come.
Even if you're slowing down because of this, the ball is coming, there's no such thing as that. If I do, my noisy voice won't even crack this far.
Now, it's easy to have lunch because we have a nice breeze about that time. Today, let's get round here.
I thought so, and I went to my usual place - where a single calf tree grew, on a hill.
"Come on, Mr. Takahiro! Be soothed by hanging out with the chicks!
"Horse! Become a horse!
"Move! Move, move, move, move!
"I'm not energetic enough! Look, cheerful, cheerful!
The noise was so loud that Takahiro was being candied by the little bitches.
"Genki Tuney! Genki Tuney!
Lillard, a lizard who always moved around quietly and seemed to be feeling much better, grinned shards and chuckled at Takahiro with one of his hands.
Then,
"Wah!? Mr. Takahiro, or come back -!?
Takahiro flew over the sky as he caught fire from his buttocks.
Gordie and the little ones that are left are stuck with Peppercorn. Lillard was the only one standing, but his mouth was just like everyone else's, pompous and flirty.
"... nya"
This place is touchy, so let's change places.
And the stick of my eyes, and the soldering and the groaning takahilo, was round about like a dangoose, rolling from the hills and from the hills.
On the next day I was walking through the cucumbers.
I don't make up my mind, and somehow, I just hang around. Walk over hey, walk over yaya, or try the roughshots. Although the cat has heard of the fact that the heart of the broom is' OH blame ', he thinks that's right.
Because I'm very concerned about a few things. Ya we care about the chews and the rats, as well as the movement of the often moving chickens. I'm also concerned about clouds that change shape from one piece to another, and when I see a fish I've never seen, I want to stick with it.
This, I guess, makes me wonder, is the heart of this. I don't know what other cats are like, but I care about anything.
My mind reacts vividly to a little change. For example, you think it's loud, cracked at the corner of the carpet?
"Hey Taka Hiro!? What's the matter, sit here!?
A sneak peek at the corner of the carpet, and there was Takahiro and one sister.
A little red-haired black scab is a sister who seems to be everywhere. The man is trying to take it from Takahiro, who is so perfectly obsessed with Michiba, that he manages to raise it up.
"Lately, it was true to talk about wandering around even though I'm not feeling well... see, I'm going. 'Cause I don't know what happened, but I'll make you some cheerful rice."
Your sister is trying to impress Takahiro. But Takahiro, who is powerless from his body, is nagging like an octopus and doesn't seem to work.
"Takahiro! Stay calm! People in the city will laugh at you."
Trying to drag it off, I knew my stopped sister would put her hand on the chisel and start puffing.
I'm sure that guy is pretty good with Takahiro. So when Takahiro gets laughed at, he gets pissed off, too. Though I am not good at anything, I know what it is. Somehow, though.
"Look, I'm coming. At least with your arms alone."
One more time, sister trying to flatter Takahiro.
"What the heck!?
Takahiro splits into two, three.
"Hey, what's this!? Takahiro, to three...... to four!?
Your sister's voice crackles at the slightest bite.
"... nya"
I've heard stories from Sister that cats are because of their hearts.
In addition, I heard stories about "broom heart rolls cat" and "not close to kunsha yawning".
Remembering the words of Sister, I was able to make the scene as silent as possible.
Takahiro, whom I saw earlier, was still separated.
The next day, I was always there to see her.
He's a strange uncle who calls himself "Kisa Ten" at Cucumber. My uncle, sometimes, gives me cookies and macarons, so he's a good guy.
Today, he brings me a blur for something strange. In February, we all made a little sardine, and made it out of a string of cheeks. It would be nice to have it as it is for a snack, but it seems to be just right for the 'Banshaku' knob.
I don't know if you want to pour alcohol, but you can give it to me as a snack then. I came to Kisa [Bibiru] with a piece of paper with a blur on it.
And again, Takahiro and I did.
"Ahhh."
Takahiro, stuck to the table, occasionally looks up and soothes his coffee.
Those eyes, they seem to be looking at something, they're not looking at anything. East of Kakiku, in an area where children shouldn't be near, they have the same eyes as the people who are on the ground.
Eyes that everything doesn't matter. Eyes that are tough on your life. It's like my eyes right after I grabbed hold of the walnut and was penetrated with my thoughts.
... Could Takahiro have had something to hate too?
You think Takahiro was peppered by an idiot? You think he put his hands and feet on and everything was peppered? And then, while you were stuck, you said you were made to be annoying.
Hey, maybe I feel sorry for you.
Maybe I should help you as the same walnut hickey, black or minkama.
Sister also said if anyone is stuck, give them a shove. Even your dead mother said the same thing.
Then I guess I should help too.
So much thought, that I took out my blur.
"Nyan."
And stuck it in Takahiro's mouth.
I am one of the snacks that I am told to eat sooner, because I have a problem with.
I've also heard stories about how people who are not well should have something that looks good.
Then it's better to feed the blubber than just bitter coffee here. In the mouth of Takahiro I will penetrate the blubber.
Then Takahiro's mouth moved, and his mouth grew wide open. I just heard the sound of Sakukukuku.
Good. You ate it - well, I'm done.
Also, pee a blur in Takahiro's mouth. I'm going to tell you.
I'm done, I'm stuck with you. I'm going to tear it up.
Now I dust the blur in. I'm going to be crumpled.
"Nha, heh, heh, heh"
When he puts me in Takahiro's mouth, I hear a freshly sounded blur.
While sifting slowly, my mouth slowly snagged. The blushing motion was kind of strange, and I kept snubbing a little more and more.
"Nah."
"Nah, no, no, no, no!
"Huh!?
And I wondered if Takahiro had come up, and I was raised up from behind.
Whether I moved my hands and feet properly or twisted my body, I could not let go of my more disappointing hold than a walnut, and I was grabbed up on my heel.
"I want to be alone, but I don't know where I'm going, who I am where I'm going, or what I tend to be!
Someone in the back was Takahiro. Takahiro leaves Kishaten, holding on to me, and begins another dash.
"Nah!?
"Nah! Just shut up and follow me!
Follow me or nothing, I could not give.