Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Ringing weird bird. I spanned the back of a strange bird about twice the size of myself to break the current situation in the face of recoil and damage. Grab the shoulder of a weird bird with both hands. The weird bird is banging his feathers and ringing "Queer, Queer". But to the weird bird I seemed heavy and gradually lowered altitude.

As a result, the path of death could be avoided. Weird birds lost weight and landed in the woods. I set my feet on the ground and stepped down. And slap the weird bird on the back.

"Thanks! Thanks for the help!

As if you didn't hear my salute, the bird went up to heaven and flew. I asked around. I've seen a giant bird I've never even seen. There might be something else. Fear and curiosity at the same time. I go out exploring, thinking I might be a different world.