Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from the demonic realm, but the most powerful daughter of mankind picked it up -

"Oh, there he is!

"Hello Patia ~"

But there was Patia who was supposed to have gone out there.

"Hey, hey, Coo, look at this, this!

I'm proud of what I'm here to do.

My daughter had a tightly obtained toy cat tail on her ass in that labyrinth.

"Oh cute. It's something you can look at more than once. ♪ But it's a mess, so maybe you'd like to rework it a little?

"So nah, the kids' fuzz, if you can - make it warm for Patia too -!

Did you come all the way out here to say that?

You don't have to say that, because if you don't make a coat for everyone before winter comes, I'll be the pillow of the mess.

"Yes, I'd love to. ♪ Oh, yeah, then use extra fabric and fluff... Patia, do you like hats and stuff?

"Uh-huh. Stick with me. I don't know."

"Well, look forward to it."

"Hehe...... ok. But, hey, let's go. Cu won't give me the cat."

It was a splendid quick mouth just for the last part.

That exchange is now also like a daily landscape, a greeting replacement.

Maybe it's just my daughter who's serious and still hanging out.

"Oh, can you tell me about me, Mom?"

"Hey, what are you saying too..."

"It's a proverb. Patia's Meng Occasion, Kuroku no -, it's yummy for cats, I won't let you moff it -!

"Oh, it's as good as Moffmoff ~"

"Damn!

The interaction between these two people is too unique, and what a lot of confusion with their mouths.

Humph, you're hot. Me. But as fur.

"By the way, Patia, aren't you keeping Carl and Gia waiting?

"Oh, whoa, I did -! Sorry, Coo, cat!

"Yes, come on, Patia."

Although I am concerned about the Cookles anomaly, I have not been able to deal with it, so I decided to give up and go out hunting outside the conjuncture with the book of Nacoto in my hands.

● ◎ (ΦωΦ) ◎

Later that night, I was awake unknowingly, saying that no one was interfering with me.

I've been getting close to sleeping 16 hours a day as usual here lately every time I cross the sun, and now I spend half my day sleeping.

I'm just in a situation where I can't sleep for sixteen hours, so I'm pushing drowsiness on my kids to balance it out.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

There was a sloppy sleeping face next to me, very unlikely to have the talent to destroy the world.

To my boastful furrows, whomsoever I prayed, and to the unbelievers that I had pillowed.

"Rabu's... Chipo, chipo's smell... fu, fu, fu..."

"Are you a pervert? Are you..."

Peeled off the patia of normal operation, and I rose to keep no one awake.

Because I realized there was no sign of Sister Cookles in the room.

During yesterday, should I have talked to Bernie or Rick?

"Rabu's... Chippo's... Gabu"

"Hih?!

Wow, I left the room...

What are the parents of this kid wearing to bite his tail, his tail, yes, it's me! I'm having trouble with my hands!

Oh, what I did was losing me. It's Cookles more than that, reasoning that the Great Place would be a tailoring room, and I went down to the first floor of the Old Castle Grand Glam.

My daughter bites me sweetly and rubs my muzzled tail......

● ◎ (ΦωΦ) ◎

So Cookles was silently making clothes for the kids.

"Today is a frightening day. Are you okay with not sleeping?

"Oh, that makes me sleepy no longer. ♪ Hehe... I don't have anything to do, so give me a little work"

"That's what people say about labor addiction (worker holics). If that's the case, why don't I give you Sleep now?

"That's a good idea. But please wait a little longer, this is a little bit more."

I was concerned about yesterday's blood sucking and red eyes, but what I did blinded me to what was in Cookles' hands.

"Is this... I see, to Patia"

"Did you get it? 'Cause tails aren't enough, so I thought I'd make them too."

Gentle, working, devout, besides beautiful and caring.

If you had never been seen by a madman named Salazar, you might have been married to a more devout other nobleman.

"I'm sorry to bother you, for that kid. Is there anything I can do to help?

"No, especially. Oh, I'm cold, so please chill out from behind." "

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Let the flame light on your fingertips to make it light and a little warm.

Then I shut up and watched her work.

A clever and quick hand stitches the cloth together. Sometimes it was on the verge of completion, and the work was quick.

"Done. Shall we go to bed then? With Mr. Cat."

"Yes, it's brilliant enough to serve you that much... Don't worry, we'll see what happens the next morning."

"Then shall I put Patia in the middle?"

"No, I don't think that's the problem."

I left the tailoring room with Cookles.

Proceed by illuminating the passage in the dark with a magical flame.

This castle was big and huge so I had a lot of travel time to my room.

"Sister Cookles, are you sure you don't feel uncomfortable or unwell with your body?

"Yes, it's in excellent condition. Especially today."

"Really..."

"Yes, please continue to rely on a lot of them."

Why suddenly? I have learned unspeakable anxiety.

I was suddenly remembering the day when the demon king, who was gentle in heart, had changed.

● ◎ (ΦωΦ) ◎

"Patia, take this if you like -"

The next morning, Patia's hands were offered last night's achievements.

"What? - Coo? This, blur...?

It's not just a hat.

It's made by her who probably understands your preferences better than anyone else, so it's decided to be specially made.

"Ah, the cat only comes with me -!!? Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!

"Ugh, you seem to like it ~"

That was a white hat.

Did you make it look like my fur, using extra cloth cuts from cloth making to make a hat, and furry cat ears stuck there?

"Cat, look! Today Patia is going to be Mr. Catfish!

"Yes, that's at your disposal. Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The cat's tail and her hatted daughter twirl around.

When a stuffed rabbit backpack was added there, the blatant sight widened as bruised.

"You look great! You look great, Patia! As I thought, it's only a miracle, the best cuteness ever!

"Oh, yeah? Heh, heh... well, I don't. Hehe."

Not too much of the excitement Cookles wanted to applaud Patia.

That makes it easier for my daughter to stay on track.

"Nya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya"

"Wow ♪ I'll make it myself. It's weird to say this...... or too cute, too cute!!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

He was hugged by Cookles and it didn't seem like Patia had a lot to do with it.

Kind of looks like a real parent or sister when you look at it this way.

Naturally the bruises weren't my hobby, though.

"Hey, instructor... or cute..."

"Rick, do I even tell you"

"Eh heh, I'm happy. Cat, cat, cat, cat, cat, cat, cat.

"Yes, let's categorically decline all that. Look, cats don't mildly say nya or mya."

"Here we go - here we go - Cat! Wow?!

Later, Patia was screwed by Cookles and Rick, and even said she did almost the same to the adorability of cat mane to the blind Liseri.