My Twin Sister Was Taken as a Miko and I Was Thrown Away but I’m Probably the Miko

Girl and five days without a lady.

“Slippery, feels good”

“It’s true. It’s cold. Something harder than a doornair?

I have the permission of Mr Dolorean to touch that scale. I don’t know, it’s as cold and slippery as ever, pleasant to touch. When I leaned over my cheek and rinsed it, it felt limp and good.

Sinomi also seems to have fears, but she touches on Mr. Dolorean when she sees how I am.

“… both Lelunda and Sinomi, you touch it too lightly, don’t you?

“And Gaius. See?”

“Oh, no, I…”

You can touch something else.

If I opened my mouth saying Gaius too, Gaius looked confused. Mr. Doroyan turns his eyes to Gaius if he has no problem touching Gaius.

Gaius is trembling at it and his tail is upside down.

But I reached out to him in a rough way. And say “cold”.

Mr. Biller seemed afraid of just sitting close to the boulder, and was unable to touch Mr. Dolorean, etc.

Mr Sileva, Mr Sinorn and Mr Raymer are sitting opposite us touching Mr Dolorean.

And the doornair is sitting right next to me. And look at us touching Mr. Dolorean, is that what you want to touch so much? and he had a strange look on his face.

The change in the look on Doaneer’s face is hard to understand, but you kind of know it with a little reaction because we’ve been together the whole time.

“Mr. Dolorean, you talk about when the doornair was born. Mr. Dolorean doesn’t know what happened after the doornair was born, does he?

“Right. I don’t know after splitting it as a split.

“Well, I’ll talk a lot. Look, so is the doornair.”

“Picky, nice. (Father, I am -)”

I don’t know about Doaneer, but I think he gives special consideration to the presence of Mr. Dolorean. In the form of splits, I think it would be fun to have the door neighbors listen as well, although the separate beings are the door neighbors, which would be different from normal parents and children.

“I’ll be better than my father any day.”

“What are you talking about”

For some reason, Doaneer suddenly spoke of his goal or something like hope. Apparently Doaneer wants to be greater than Mr. Doroean.

But what exactly does it mean to want to be great? To be strong? To be famous? I thought maybe Doaneer didn’t think about that.

“Isn’t it hard for Master Dolorean to move with his body that big?

“It’s not that hard.”

With regard to Mr. Sinorn, he had received a note from Mr. Lan saying, “What would you like to hear if I could see Mr. Dolorean next time”, asking him that because he did not know what to talk about.

One by one in discipline, Mr. Dowloean answers that question.

Nevertheless, Mr. Dowloean’s body is really big and exciting just to watch.

Wouldn’t it be fun if I slipped Mr. Dowloean’s body down like a slide…… and so on came to mind, but it’s hard to tell a boulder I want to do that, so I decide not to say it. If we could get to know each other better… Shall I say it?

It’s fun to have a conversation with everyone. By having a little conversation, Gaius and the others seem to be getting used to Mr. Dowloen. I can’t seem to pluck my fears in the boulders, but I still thought it would be nice if Gaius and the others were getting along a little bit with Mr. Dowloean in this way.

Mr. Biller is stiffening his body and is farther away than Mr. Dowloean is than anyone else. And if I talk to him, he answers in a constricted manner…. Seeing as Gaius and the others were getting used to Mr. Dowloean one by one, Mr. Biller was letting him catch his face.

“Picky (I’m getting sleepy)”

Doaneer had talked a lot to Mr. Dolorean for a while, but sometimes he was still small and he seemed to get sleepy.

Even though it was carried by me, this is the first time Doaneer has made so many long trips. Dooneer, such as getting sleepy, got permission from Mr. Dowloean to let his body snuggle up and start sleeping round.

Mr. Dolorean may also have a great tone of doornair, or a single person may be me, and he often showed a frightened appearance, but I guess the matter of doornair, which is still a split, is special. I look kindly at the sleeping doornair thing.

Mr. Biller was shining his eyes when he saw how it was going. For Mr. Biller, this look in front of him may even be visible on a page of mythology or something……

“Hey, Mr. Dolorean”

The doornair fell asleep, so I decided to ask again what I was going to ask.

“Can I ask you something because I want to know more about the Divine Son?

I heard a few stories about the Divine Son when we first met, but I still want to know. That’s why I asked Mr. Dolorean.

Girl and five days without a lady.

(Divine girl opens her mouth to ask the dragon what she wants to hear)