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

Girl and Griffon 2

“Guru, gu, gu.”

“Guru ”

“Guru, gu, gu ”

“Guru, gu, gu, gu ”

The child Griffons are ringing in front of me. This is what I’m doing, and when I tried to sing the song I somehow remembered, the child Griffons started to mimic and ring.

The phrase I mumbled, I was surprised to hear it in a really small voice and imitate it.

But it’s kind of cute.

There are six adult griffons and four child griffons in this griffon nest. The child Griffons and I often spend time together. Adult griffons are hunting and stuff.

All six griffons are doing me good. Of course, Mr. Horse. I have an adult griffon in there who takes good care of me in particular. I have scars in my eyes. It’s a griffon, but I think it’s two mothers, a child griffon. Maybe. Honestly, I don’t know the difference between a Griffon male and female, Mother? And when I heard it, I was answered, “Guru,” so maybe it should.

“Guru, gu, gu ”

The child Griffons sing with pleasure. Child Griffon choir or something. I had that in mind. But I think it would soothe if it really happened.

I don’t know much about songs, though I might have been able to teach the kids Griffons if I knew more songs. Songs and music are a lot of things for people with money, and all I know is that someone is singing in the village and somehow I remember something like that.

The child Griffons, surrounding me, began to sing around. I was singing four proper lines until just now, and I think I wanted to sing as I moved. Sounds like it’s kind of fun to sing around. I sit back because my eyes are turning.

Sit at the center of the nest. This nest was built by the adult griffons. I’ve seen you dilate since I got here, so, oh, I’m surprised you made it.

You got tired of singing after a while, and one of the child griffons followed me. Warm. Stroke the wings. It’s ringing like it feels good. I’m glad you’re happy.

That way, the other three that were singing also rang “Me and Me” and approached me, so I stroked them all.

also pretend, this one feels good.

I’m fluffy even when I’m stroked, happy.

The child griffons feel good about being.

Think of each other as being full of good things.

The demons had a village grandfather saying there was a special significance to the name. Think of it, that grandfather who had already died had cautioned me that way that he discriminated too much against my sister and me against my parents. He was a good grandfather.

Apparently the grandfather used to travel around a lot, so he listened. Because I remembered that, I was worried about whether I could give the Griffons a name. I was wondering if I could name the Griffons or later, if naming means something special to the horses as well. But, well, even if I haven’t named it so far, I’m getting ahead of other things and behind because I can live without a problem.

Child Griffon is peeking into me with a little thought in mind.

What is wrong with it? I don’t know what’s ringing because I don’t know the words, but maybe, I think so.

“Thank you for your concern…”

“Guru!

The child Griffon rang as though it was natural.

She gave me all sorts of things that day about hearing something from my child Griffon and where her mother Griffon had brought it from. It is what Griffon was sagging into the nest, fruits taken from outside the nest, and so on.

What shall we do now?

Though I think about it, the days of serenity now are comfortable and undecided. For one thing, I am relaxed while being spoiled by griffons and horses.

I have been brushing Griffon and Mr. Horse a lot lately, so I think my brushing arm has gone up. But nothing else has been done in particular.

Adult Griffons were also added to the song with the child Griffons along the way. I enjoyed watching the singing griffons with so many voices that it seemed like a big chorus. The horse was trying to sing as hard as he could, but he couldn’t sing as well as Griffon, and he was a little depressed.

Those days go by singing songs, brushing, playing with the child griffons, and being looked after by adult griffons and horses.

One day I came back from hunting like that with a scratch in my eye. Mother Griffon came home injured. Not so much injury. But it was a shock to me.

“Griffon, …”

I was shocked. Mother Griffon consoled me the other way around. Hunting can be all that dangerous, but I was shocked to see you were injured because we’ve all been back before without getting hurt.

… I thought of my injured mother, Griffon, thinking that I didn’t want her to get hurt because I love the Griffons.

After I got hurt, I’ve been thinking about it for days.

Then one day, I had a slightly strange dream. I think they asked me something. I didn’t remember what I dreamed of when I woke up, but I feel like I snorted, like that.

And after dreaming, waking up, there was a change in your mother, Mr. Griffon.

– With the girl, Griffon 2.

(Maybe the divine girl feels comfortable living with Griffon and Mr. Horse. And that’s what I hoped I wouldn’t want you to get hurt because I love you)