In the bag placed on the ground, Tongi shouted impatiently.

"Master. You should go now. Chante is waiting too!"

I knew you said that over and over again.

Yeah, a little bit more.

Taketo only replied alive.

Unable to resist the fluffiness of the giant Quessalan Pasaran that appeared in front of me, it was the last time I hugged him. I want to be hugged like this forever, and I can't leave. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. While thinking about it, I can't resist the fluffy desire.

What, this unimaginable fluffiness.

Your body is wrapped in a soft, warm feeling, like you jumped into a huge amount of feathers. But it was not unreliable, and it provided a fluffy support for my body.

"I want to stay here forever, too."

"What are you talking about?

"Ouch."

When he turned around with pain on his back, Tongi, who came out of the bag, snorted his nose. Looks like he kicked me in the back.

"What is it? It hurts."

"What is it, it's not! How long have you been doing that?"

"When... how long has it been?"

Tongi leans his neck toward the tacket and leans his short front leg into the sky.

"It's already past lunch. I'm hungry."

"That's right. Chante, don't keep me waiting. I have to give you flour, too."

So the tacket still mofs and says to Quessaran Pasaran,

Miu!

Quessaran Pasaran also remembered the existence of flour, and cheerfully shouted. Then, as you look at it, it shrinks and becomes smaller.

When it fell to the size of a ping-pong ball, it rang "muu" again on the palm of the tacket. I think they're telling me to go.

"I know.... ah, speaking of which, I forgot about this guy."

The shrinking of the Quessaran Pasaran reminded me of the thief underneath. The thief's man is stuck on the ground. I suddenly became worried.

"Oh, hey. Are you okay?"

When he shakes his body, he says, "Yeah...", but he doesn't move right away. When I made my ears clear, I was scratching my skin. Apparently, he fell asleep in the pleasure of being trampled.

"It might be nice to be stepped on...."

That's good. That's how I want to be stepped on. When I was envious that it would feel so good that I would fall asleep accidentally, the Quessaran Pasaran climbed up on the head of the tacket and rang, "Miyumu". Tonyoshi complains of bumps on the ground.

"Ah, I... got it."

The tacket shook the thief's man so hard that he stood up.

"Well, let's go back to Chante."

The thief also took the man and took the road he had just run back to the main street, where Chante was at the edge of the road without getting in the way.

"Ah, Taketo!

Nico and I waved our hands, so we also looked back.

The girl and her mother were still there, feeding Quesalampathalan flour.

Miu!

The Quessaran Pasaran, who was on the head of the tacket, bounced over the head of the tacket as if I wanted it. Then he flew towards Chante like a jellyfish swimming in the air.

"Welcome back. I've got your share, so it's okay."

Chante removes the flour from the sachet and sprinkles it on the chesarampasalan on Chante's shoulder.

Then, Quessalampasaran shook his body full and small, and cried with joy. Strangely, whenever the Quessalampasalan trembles, the flour on his body disappears.

I was wondering how to eat flour even though I don't seem to have a mouth, but it seems to be eating it. The way you eat flour is also cute. Suddenly a big mouth appeared and I wondered what I would do if I ate it, but I don't think so.

The Quessaran Pasarans swayed their bodies slowly as they filled their stomachs with fresh flour.

Then one of them floats up in the wind. As it drifted fluffy as the wind flowed, it rose high over the surrounding buildings.

"Ah, Quessalapasala!

The girl reaches out, but she can't reach it. As if they had signalled it, all the other Quesalampathalans were blown up in the wind. Then, like chasing the one that flew first, he flew in the wind. As if it were a balloon away from your hands, the sky rises high and fluffy.

"Looks like he's going somewhere already. Quessaran Pasarans"

Chante said that to the girl, and the girl grabbed her dress with tears in her eyes. Chante and Taketo wonder what to say to her who is about to cry.

The girl's mother gently puts her hand on her shoulder.

"It's good to see you. I hope to see you again."

In her mother's words, she nodded loudly, accumulating even more tears in her eyes.

Then he raised his hand and waved loudly toward the blue sky where the Quessaran Pasarans flew.

"Quessalapasala! Come again!

I can't see anymore, but I felt like I heard that "muu" voice.

(Good to see you...)

Just like meeting people, meeting beasts is also sudden.

Farewell, too.

If they're human counterparts, as long as they're alive, there's a way to write to each other and get in touch again. But there's nothing so convenient about breaking up with the Beast. If we break up, it's more normal that we never see each other again.

That's why.

(I'd like to thank you for the miracle you met.)

Thinking of the white fluffy figure that disappeared into the blue sky, Taketo thought about that.

You're coming to see me again.

The girl looks up at Taketo and Chante with tears and asks. Taketo stroked her head as she broke her mouth.

"Oh, I'm sure I'll see you later."

And there was a voice coming in sideways.

"Your husband. Master, let's go get some bread. I'm hungry."

It was Tonyoshi who poked his face out of the bag of tackets.

Looking at the tonyoshi, the girl brightens her face.

"She's cute too!!!

As she said with her sparkling eyes, when Taketo took Tongi out of the bag and gave it to the girl, the girl gently hugged Tongi and rubbed her cheeks. I'm glad she's in a better mood.

Tonyoshi looked annoying, but he was holding me tightly. I'll take you to the muddy riverbank for a reward later.

At this time, however, the tacket was still unaware.

One Quessaran Pasaran, as small as the cotton wool of a tampon, remained stuck to the bag of takets. But it's been a long time since I noticed that.