"Morning-"
But without waiting after noon, I was shaken white and small in the palm of my hand.
Who is the arrogant and selfish being that prevents me from sleeping...... I checked while sleeping and it was nothing more than our daughter.
"Hmm, heh... what is it, you're a troubled child even though you felt comfortable sleeping because of it..."
"Sorry, cat..."
Waking up makes everything a good addition.
But when I rebuffed the word with a head that didn't turn around, the cat human was to wake himself up because it was so strange.
Usually even one of the mofflers would come in to accompany me to bed. It wasn't even there. Hi. This was weird.
"Catty, patty, nasty..."
"Ahhh... what the hell... A story worth just jamming my sleep, isn't it?
"Yes!"
"Fine, then, talk to me."
Apparently not if you're falling asleep. Not long ago Patia was serious.
This child does my unexpected things from time to time, so the cat human begins to be just a little curious.
"This..."
"Even if they say this, which one is it"
With the sunshine before noon on her back, she let the blonde shine through and her daughter put her hands on her chest.
I thought about it a little bit but I'm not sure what it means.
Patia in overalls is adorable. Sasaya Edward would have taken care of this child, too.
"This fudge... it's from Patia's. The cat gave it to me, a souvenir..."
The head that came there and continued to coexist with drowsiness finally worked out.
It was Patia who came this morning to call us to the balcony on the west side.
I'm sure that's when you heard the story.
"But Nah... Patia has a pretence for me. I have two..."
said Jog then.
He said he had a hole in the clothes his parents gave him, and there was a child who was depressed.
"So this fudge... I want to give it to Patia and her uncle..."
"I see. Is that what you mean?"
Respectfully, I broke up with drowsiness and quietly went down from bed to the floor.
It's called your favorite Cookles, how can this be with humans? Some scoundrels kill children, some are outrageously good.
"Daisy, but guys, fuzzy, lame, poor... So I got this for Cattan, can I give it to you...?
Weak for my forgiveness, my daughter said so in a small voice, frightened by the objection.
When I realized I was unconsciously embracing Patia.
Wrap gently and softly in cat human fur. All this time, I was proud to be born with fuzzy fur.
"Mr. Edward would be thrilled to see you now. That's a fine way of thinking. Let's do that, I can't promise when, but I'll buy you something cuter...... now do that for you. It's great, Patia."
I want to gently praise Patia by stroking her head.
It's a peace-breaker's favorite idea, but it's the opposite way to a vengeful ghost. I want to welcome you.
"Hehe, hehe, eheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh... A cuter one. - It's a blemish now!
"Huff...... I even raised the hurdle myself unconsciously. Well, I'll leave it to you, and by the time your life settles down, I'll make sure you arrange something better than this."
My daughter stayed rubbed against my sarah fuzzy hairs and never left.
That's all I've made great decisions, so I've made them gentle on your reward, too.
"Cat... fuzzy... I don't want to... deliberately"
Happily, it turns itself around like a dog or cat already.
I buried my face in a sleigh and the best blanket, stroking my spine.
My throat was pounding and I was desperately trying to contain it.
"You know, kids, I've had plenty of... The best thing about catfish is that it's Patia...?
"Yes, I know you're unexpectedly jealous. You may think so."
"hehe...... oh, do it pi!!
But a white bird flew in there.
Then Patia rushes away from me toward the little bird.
"Oh, the bird..."
"Asano, Liseri and Mizumi, when I went, they came together - because of the blame. I said," Oh, no, no, no, no, no. "
White bird. Piggy. Now, you like Patia's head so much. Arrange there and snap the bloody berry she took out of her pocket.
The kid I wanted to give you at breakfast was just a bird.
"Pilloppillo, Pilloppillo"
Shilopiyo whimpered his wings happily every time he ate one and sang to me for more.
"Oh, my God, Nekotan?
"No, nothing..."
Is it easy for wild birds and humans to get along like this? Of course that's not true.
My name is out of standard, including there, sorry, I was surprised by Patia again.
"Ha, do it, pimp, don't be a tattoo -?! Cat, it's a cat... because I'm going to go!?
"Pi, pi... piyo..."
Oh... how come this guy treats me like a cat all the time...
There won't be an upright walking cat...... utterly, angry.
"Well, unless it harms the field, I don't plan on getting my hands on it at the moment. And I'm not a cat, I'm a cat human. Nice to meet you, Mr. Siropillo."
"Pilloppy!"
After the white bird had said something to me, he flew into the palm of the hand offered by Patia.
And in it apparently......
"Oh, do it, Pippi, yeah, I got it. Hehe, Patia's lucky."
"Really?"
Didn't they just beast their manure......
"I suppose so! Patia told me to give it to you. Glad to hear it..."
"Is it?
I feel much happier than when I praised you earlier, and I don't even remember the slightest jealousy.
Besides, if you look closely, it looks like this little bird, the bird's crust, is fat all round...
"I suppose so! I'll get back to you."
"Here..."
"Yeah, right here"
The Innocent Daughter was right in front of me, leaving her dirty right hand intact with Tori's shit, bare by chance.
"Piyo."
"Look, I'm praising you."
"Come on, get dressed, boys will see you."
"Oh, that shouldn't... They're going to make a mess of you and Nekotan..."
"What are you talking about..."
Mr. Shilopiyo liked Patia's head and berries so much that he then jumped out of the room with the child in clothes.
Do you see, Demon King... I hear I've picked up a strange child that doesn't fit into the frame I make.