"Clo, you're a cat!

Ten days have passed since then, and I have tried various toys to get along with Crowe.

By the way, I thought the Spirit wouldn't eat.

However, there were frequent incidents in my room that disappeared as soon as I brought the treats made by Samuel.

And if you look at Cro.

Don't you have sweet crumbs on your mouth?

Could you have eaten at Crowe's? Even if you ask, just turn away and reply 'Nyan'.

But I was sure.

That the killer is absolutely cro.

The Spirit doesn't have to eat, but I wonder if he might eat anything he likes. That kind of question came up.

And I just told you that when Master Theodore arrived.

"Uh, you eat spirits, too? It's not good to give you something sweet or anything if you're a normal animal, but they spirits are not harmful. He likes delicious things."

And he said it like it was normal, and I was very surprised.

Even if they say so naturally, the basic spirits are whimsical, so even the covenant spirits go right back to the woods.

That's why I didn't know about the daily life of the Spirit.

Spirits who are on the side of people all the time, like clos, are rare, I would say.

But that's where I noticed.

Oh, my God! We can get along with sweets.

I have also heard that I often contact animals and use feed and snacks to get them used to it.

This is a good operation!

Then I tried to get along with what I said, sweets.

But it was Samuel who was actually making sweets that Crowe had his eyes on.

As soon as Samuel came to the room, he was closing in and rubbing his body against Samuel's feet. Samuel himself just can't see the Spirit.

So though I just lean my neck towards my resentful gaze.

For this reason, we are in the process of deciding on an operation to get along with Chro's likeable toys in the origin regression.

Cats must be cats after all!

I think, I'll take a stick with a few fluffy white wings on the tip and shake it in front of the chrome.

"Claw, claw, let's play"

Cro turns away pussy looking at her chills. But he seems to be concerned about something that moves a fuzz at the end of his gaze.

Unexpectedly. Shh, my forefoot came out the moment the cat snatched at my feet like that.

But Crowe's forefoot cuts the sky.

You regretted not being caught, now you're stopping by the cat clumsily and keeping your gaze on the tip.

Basin, Basin

It's really cute how many times I try to hold the floor down with my feet trying to catch it.

"Apparently, you like it."

There was a voice from over my head on the lid.

Oh, I was totally obsessed with Cro.

On my side, glittering blonde hair with light from the window, her sire smiling with her eyes narrowed and serene

Yes, His Highness was at my house a long time ago today.

"I didn't know Rachel liked animals so much"

"... I showed you my embarrassment."

"No, I was happy. You would have forgotten I was there, wouldn't you? I totally forget how tired I am of my days just looking at such a vegan rachel"

"… Ugh. I can't believe I forgot…"

His Royal Highness comes to the right side of the Crow and kneels when he answers with a cold sweat and looks awkward. I shook my shoulder when I turned my face down in such a way as accidentally and laughed at it like it was cool and funny.

And His Highness turned his gaze to Cro and said, "Nevertheless," he prefaced.

"I hear from Theodore how things are going every day, but you look really good"

"Yes, Master Theodore's instruction is so wonderful! I've been able to walk to the garden for the last two days."

I am unexpectedly a little excited to look forward, and the words I convey are also powerful.

His Royal Highness gives me such a gentle and delightful look.

Second, I noticed the closing distance between my face and His Highness, and I felt heat on my cheeks. Cohon, cough up and take a breath, then restore your frowning posture.

And when His Highness said, "May I, too?" and point to the cat I had.

His Royal Highness received a "thank you" when I gave it to him as a snack.

Her Royal Highness shifts her gaze to Clo and shakes her cat jab fluffy.

"Cro, come"

Crowe was obsessed with cats moving at the end of his gaze again.

Who would come up with the idea of His Highness playing like a cat? If I showed Cyril how this looked, would it attract her face as much as she wanted? Or are you laughing at me for being such a jerk?

After a little while, Crowe seems to no longer feel comfortable this time. I stopped responding to cats at all.

Then he slowly walked on to the bed placed for Cro, and when he sat there he closed his eyes and laid to sleep.

"That's adorable."

"Yeah, she's really cute."

"Sounds like it."

His Royal Highness is still laughing in a smiling manner when he looks closely at Cro.

I get followed and smile, too. Looking at Cro makes me feel so adorable and loving.

"Nevertheless, who is the Spirit of Darkness? I'm surprised to hear that."

"Your Highness wasn't in sight, was he?

"Of course. Theodore is out of standard. No royalty has the power of Theodore now."

"Really?"

"But this clo is really strange."

"... do you care?

"Ah. Will the presence of this chrome be a good influence for Rachel? … I hope so."

"Is it mine? I wonder if His Highness cares about the very existence of Crowe..."

I look at His Highness in a pocan manner.

Soon afterwards I find myself hacked and silent.

Didn't I tell you that Your Highness is not a man to worry about?

He seemed a little distracted by playing with Cro with His Highness.

I just have a few doubts about what His Highness is saying right now.

As I spent time with His Highness, I became aware of His Highness's points of interest and sense of distance to people.

What time does he shine his eyes?

How is the usual situation?

The more I look at it, the more I realize I'm a very complicated person.

Maybe the perfect prince was created by him himself with his efforts.

The original he might be somewhere else, he said.

"Ha ha, did Rachel find out my personality too"

"Are you interested in the Dark Spirit?

"I do. It's about getting involved in this country, and I love finding out what I don't know.

But now I want to take care of something more than that. "

"Things I want to take care of"

"Oh, it's about you.

I've been thinking a lot about you lately.

What can I do to make you laugh? [M] That's what I think more of. "

His Highness sighs one sigh with ha when he looks at me straight.

And I lowered my eyebrows and laughed like I was in trouble.

"So? Is there something you want to tell me?

"Why..."

"You'll be anticipating when to say something all the time"

I didn't know you'd found out.

Boulder, Your Highness is excellent in observation.

Yes, I was going to tell His Highness when I met him today.

"Yes, I have something to tell Your Highness."