When tired arrived at the rendezvous point, Tyrone was already here first.
"My lord... I've been in the mood for this, but it's not the same as usual."
Tyrone laughs bitterly when she sees the tiredness of wearing a hood deep in her hoodie.
"Tyrone is so cute"
Tired smiles when he sees Tyrone dressed in a bright white chiffon piece.
"Using an uncharacteristic fool is a point plus."
"I think my outfit isn't that bad either..."
"Always. I've always been a hoodie. Why don't you wear something else like that on a date?"
I wonder if it's something like that, and tired puts a small neck on it.
"But, well, maybe it's a trap, but it's a good one."
"Because I believe in Tyrone..."
"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu All right, I'll give you another point plus."
Chiron spreads a grin on the full face and lightly attaches a tired forehead. I look happy and candley tyrone to see, and tiredness also leaves my mouth naturally broken.
Tyrone was tyrone, and I felt tired, wondering if there was anything to think about. Including simply enjoying our time together.
(Sounds like there's a prospect of being flexible. By appealing something to my heart...)
Then I also wonder if I can manage to persuade Tyrone in the right direction. I had a chance to talk peacefully, so I thought I'd be able to talk calmly.
But that's not something I'd do right now either. If we talked about that right after we met, I could understand as much as how tired it could be to ruin a date.
"Look, Hidden Torano, why don't you expose your face to the public?"
Tyrone flips his tired hood as he walks side by side throughout the city. I get tired palpitations faster as soon as possible. Because I hide my head in the hood, even in a hellish environment for tiredness, a downtown during the day, I even get dizzy and vomiting when I say it's somewhat better, but I flinch all those guards.
"Get your face up properly. It's strange to be alone. If you're scared, I'll hold hands and you'll be fine."
That's what Tyrone is forced to hold hands with. I tried to ask what was okay, but my feelings had actually subsided suddenly.
"My face is still blue. Is it that hard...... You can't attack anything. If something strikes me, it's on me."
She is gently called out to refrain from the little one, and the tension of wonder and tiredness subsides. But there is also no return to complete normality.
"Twins? Awesome beautiful"
"Cute. Like a doll."
"Cosplay for a girl? I mean, we're both girls?
"One must be a boy."
The voices of the passers-by women, who saw tired and tyrone walking side by side with their hands in the same face and whispered in a whisper, had reached both ears as well.
"Plump, I feel good"
"I... not really..."
He laughed at the garlic and was a tyrone waving his big tail, but the tiredness was adding and subtracting to his face.
"Bye... stop that dark face. Even though it's the same face, one person goes dark. Apprentice the brightness and cuteness of the eagle. Look, smile."
"It would be my face in the first place..."
"I don't think I have a face anymore. Or can't you?
"You can't say no more."
"Hiccup, you're accredited. That's why, again, this face is my face. Bye."
Tired fills me with nostalgia when I see Tyrone delighted with innocence.
Tyrone has been such a nori for a long time. Bright at the bottom, shaking around. Even though he had the same face as himself, he was expressive, and that was such a strange feeling, if you look out of tiredness, as if you were looking at the unlikely good boy himself.
Tired and Tyrone enjoyed very normal dates walking in the excellent town shopping mall, walking inside the Night Fork Dance Shrine, grabbing lunch at the Dark Demon Dragon Restaurant, and going to the cinema.
"There's an event at Euthanasia Civic Stadium that looks interesting this afternoon. I want your lord to see this."
That's what Tyrone said and took Tired to Euthanasia Civic Stadium.
"This is... having this Hyper Inari Festival in Euthanasia City"
Tired sees the sign that was standing at the spherical entrance and understands why Tyrone brought him here.
Next to the sign that says Hyper Inari Festival, several fox faces are worn. Furthermore, adorable equally large fox daughter dolls are placed.
"This... it's not like Tyrone is the organizer, is it?
Tired asks as he is aware of Tyrone's ears and tail.
"You're not. Occasionally. I knew there was an event, so I thought of inviting your lord. I don't know how it's going to be in the future, but at least one thing before that... I just wanted to make a good memory..."
said Tyrone with a heartless or lonely grin.
Once upon a time, when Tired visited the villages inhabited by Tyrones, the same festival was held in the nearby villages. In that village, I have long believed that there is a molten fox in the nearby mountain forest, and I hold festivals about the foxes many times a year. One of them was the Hyper Inari Festival.
Tired and Tyrone often participated in the Hyper Inari Festival together and enjoyed themselves. It was a festival where many people gathered not only from the people of the village, but also from elsewhere, and the foxes of the village of Tyrone were turned into people to sneak in. I enjoyed my tiredness at that time without resistance because I had nothing to fear from people garbage.
"But why... are you doing it in Euthanasia City?
"Uhm...... I checked it out, but for the first time, it seems that the villagers took advantage of the flavor and tried to make the most money if they did it elsewhere, so they held a festival outside the village."
"I see... that's an amazing coincidence"
Just when Tyrone and I were reuniting and rubbing, a once itchy festival with ourselves was opened right on the side, etc. Honestly, I suspect Tyrone turned his hand in the back after all.
"This should also guide the edge. Okay, let's go in."
When Tired and Tyrone entered the stadium, the festival they once enjoyed - a substitute with little shadow.
It's an odd free market where adorable anthropomorphic fox goods are arranged and sold. I have a lot of customers, but they look like geeks to me.
"What is this..."
"What happened in the course of twenty-five years..."
He was flashing tired and tyrone, but among the sellers, he had a familiar face.
"Um... do you remember us?
Tired speaks to the old lady of the seller. It was once before the calendar, and the wrinkles increased very much, but it was nevertheless a woman who had several conversations in a village near the Fox Rim.
"Oh, it wasn't Master Tyrone and Shizuno. You're both literally the same..."
An old woman looks tired and thrilled to see Tyrone.
"It's been a long time. It still looks magnificent and above all. And what the hell is this about...?
"Actually..."
When Tyrone asked, the old woman spoke in a sigh.
The youth group that partitioned the festival was replaced, but at one point, a Chemomimi boom visited the Ota neighborhood, hitchhiking it, and said the youth group leader, who was a muscled Ota, had changed the festival in this way. At the time, the village was in financial difficulty, and when it had just made the festival this route, it was very fruitful, so that the village festival had settled into this form in the future.
Well, it happens all the time.
"It's better not to..."
Two people squirming in a sinking mood.
Then Tired and Tyrone exchanged old women and other acquaintances from their former villages to blossom into the story and have a good time.
"That's how you'll always get along, both of you."
Tired and tyrone find themselves in a complicated mood in the words the old woman said at the break up.
"I've always wanted to be close..."
Tiredness hurts my chest when I say to Tyrone with a lonely grin.
"That's what I'm trying to say. Can't we stop the fight? Ambition to make a kingdom...... nothing can be done?
I thought it was time to tell this story, and Tired asked as he walked.
"If I could, I wouldn't have a hard time, and I don't have any hard work. To clear up the grudges of the village foxes, to maintain pride, to give hope, we've been connected for the past twenty-five years with such dream stories. What I've been thinking..."
Look tired of resentment, Tyrone is stupid.
"Speaking of dream stories... I used to see the Lord in my dreams. Whenever I dream of meeting my lord, I..."
Tyrone talks, and that's where the words stop.
"I dreamed of Tyrone a few times, too."
"Less than a crocodile. I'm sure your Lord's feelings for him are smaller than your feelings for him."
Tyrone that gets completely grumpy and has a stubborn mouthfeel.
"I didn't know you'd pulled it off for twenty-five years. And you only go out once in a while at night, so that's not what you're gonna find. Besides, near the shrine at Tomorrow time... he said he had been visiting the side of the eagle for a little while... it was a completely frightening story. When I heard that you were hanging out with your former enemy, Mitsuko Tomorrow, and finally found it via you, it would be completely different..."
"Disappointed and disillusioned?
"A little. But just a little bit. Otherwise, we wouldn't be walking together like this, and there was nothing painful about me."
As we walked talking, only at one time were the two walking along unpopular tree-lined paths.
Suddenly Tyrone stops his leg.
"Hopefully... I don't want you to have to argue with me any more."
Relax, squeeze your tired hands hard, and Tyrone complains.
"Many resent tiredness. But if Tired apologizes and shows his obedience to the foxes, he can't convince me later."
"Didn't Tyrone resent you?
"Let's just say I resent you. But... the other feeling is stronger. And most importantly, I'm the head of the foxes. We must put that position first. We must protect the foxes first."
I am also aware that this is why Tyrone suffers.
"When I... am relieved of my love... do you think...?
"Oh, there's so much to it."
Hearing a tired dialogue, Tyrone looked up and laughed.
Tyrone faces, overlapping tired and lips. Tired accepts that too.
The discomfort of being kissed on the same face. Complex mood passionately required for the same face. I'm tired of not getting used to it inside all the time, but I don't even think I like it.
"In the belly of the eagle lies the Son of the Lord."
Where I let go of my lips, Tyrone smiled prankily and told me, but I was not so surprised by my tiredness.
"I manipulated her to get pregnant intentionally. I haven't even worn the floor yet."
I'm also convinced that that's the kind of prospect that forced tiredness to gang rape with Tyrone and the fox daughters at that event the other day.
"Sounds delightful..."
"Mmm-hmm, let's be happy to decide"
Chiron hugs her tired body with laughter and indulges in the feeling with thoughts.
"The fourth generation will all be tired."
Tyrone whispers in his tired ear.
I honestly hope you'll excuse me for being tired, but I don't even feel like stopping wonderfully and aggressively just because of Tyrone's intentions.
"It's not the third generation that's making replacements right now. The second generation was a complete failure and barely got to meet the advanced transformation technique. I knew it was because I had a clue, and I was desperate. From an early age, the third generation specialized in transformation of the constitution itself, gaining power considerably closer to the first generation empowered by the Lord, etc. There's been some mental difficulties."
Talk that far, then Tyrone leaves tired.
"Honestly... I didn't want to touch you today about your grudge or fox grudge. I just wanted to have a good time with your lord... This could be the last time."
"Excuse me......"
My tired chest tingles when I hear the words of Tyrone, who told me lonely.
"Well, we still have time, and let's just say we play around all day today and make good memories. And this story is gone today."
"Yes."
Tired spilled a smile and walked out shoulder-to-shoulder to Tyrone, who was once again joining hands.