Muimui-tan

- One...

Outside the castle.

Well, and.

"So, Lan, what are you going to do?

Right.

This size would be fine.

"In the meantime, let's take a break till night. Type 14, let's eat"

"Yes, Master"

Type 14 begins to prepare meals.

"Ha, Lan just eats."

"Two Nights, Isn't It Good?"

Cats and foxes are relaxing.

Remove the mysterious table from where the 14 is and spread the tea set.

"Lan, wouldn't this have been better in the castle?

Two nights, don't worry about it.

The sky is blue.

The sky is beautiful.

Besides, it's warm in here.

"Two nights, blue sky, right? You can be open. '

Yuein cleverly helps cook type 14 with the hands of a fox.

The fox makes the fire and lights the pan.

"Now Yuein looks like a fox, he looks like a fox."

Two nights old, he's laughing with his belly in his arms about what's wrong.

"The water is going to get itself out"

I'm good at making water.

"Ha, like this, it's like we're the only ones"

"Right."

It's a quiet meal, a meal.

"Master, I'm sorry. We can only make matches."

Sounds like type 14 brought a lot of stuff from the castle's pantry at some point, but it still seemed like it could only make something simple.

I wish Pong was here, Pong.

Finished was a soup with some kind of meat baked and sauced and vegetables, meat and seafood stuck in it.

"Still looks delicious."

Two nights is a delight.

Easy cooking, huh? Still, when I was eating the first leaves, it seemed like a good, usually cooked dish. Cooking, cooking.

"Come on, master, go ahead"

Type 14 will cut the meat apart. Oh, thanks.

Shabby.

I wonder if Pong made the sauce for me.

Yeah, delicious.

"Type fourteen, both of us,"

Two nights old in a feather cat is waving a hand with meatballs and is having cancer. The 14th type, who saw it, walks to her two nights child, even sighing and creating an atmosphere that looks like she might throw up. And I stuck steak meat in that two-night old's mouth.

"Wow, it's hot, acquis! Ho, ho, but it stays good."

Well, two nights kids look like cats. Maybe it's a cat tongue. That's tough.

Come on, let's keep eating.

Shabby.

"Even so, Lan, what's wrong with suddenly trying to make it a meal?

"It starts with a meal and ends with a meal."

This is fine.

Shabby.

See the sky.

While eating, see the sky.

Blue.

This world may be a crop, but it just seems real to us, to me, living this world.

Really beautiful.

Shabby.

The meal is delicious too.

There is delicious rice and a beautiful sky.

Shabby.

Master, it's water.

Model 14 gives me a drink of the water I put in my teacup. 'Cause, don't try to force yourself into it. Really, he... You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

"Ha ha, Lan and Type 14 are not good friends"

"Right."

Well, I'm a 14-type master. We're good friends, naturally.

And then the sun goes down.

"I don't think it's a very fake world."

"It's like we're recreating the original world."

"I still can't believe it"

We all see the sky.

There was a moon in the sky that looked familiar and a red moon.

A bright red moon.

"Two Nights, OK?

"Yes, yes, something, something?

This size would be fine.

"Can you fly to that red moon?

"Hmm, it's hard to do if you think about it in common sense"

A small feather cat stands on two legs, arms together.

And I laughed all the time at it.

"But this world is a world of thoughts. What Lan taught me."

"Well, this world was, you know, that kind of world"

If you wish, it will come true.

A world where the power of thought matters.

Strong thoughts work on magic vegetables and change the world.

"Ha, there might be better than the original world"

No, now, 'too' there, I guess.

"Lan, but it's hard there, isn't it? There's no good, no evil, no ethics, no morality, and strong thoughts can do anything, because it's a dangerous world."

Right.

I see the red moon again.

We're on our way - the red moon.

I made this world, I made the world of thoughts, I made the big book tight Ip Moon place. I envision myself as the god of this world, ruler of this world, and creator. The roots of this world.

"I'm coming, Lan."

Two nights later, the child transforms his appearance into a big, winged appearance.

"This is the last place, isn't it?"

Does Yuein recall his former companions?

……

No, it's not the last time.

This world is coming.

"Master, let's live"

Oh, you're right.

Type 14, let's go. Live, let's go.

Me and Type 14, Yuein get on the back of a two-night kid.

"Uh-oh."

Two nights the child flies.

Fly for the red moon.