Those of you playing outside, come back in!!
What is it, Hitori?
Did something good happen? Big Bro Hitori.
I’ll introduce you to a new member of our family.
A mourning dove, Nageki.
Everybirdie try to get along.
Hey, where’re you from?
It’s a bit far.
What foods do you like?
Nothing in particular.
Come on, join the boy’s group.
No! Play with us!!
Hey, don’t fight!
You’re troubling Nageki.
Okay, Pyonpyon’s It next.
You’re not playing with everybirdie else?
(Because I get winded quickly.)
I can’t play tag.
Then play house with us!
Hoppe’s the little sister.
So then me, Big Sis Momo,
is her older sister, the first daughter!
My little brother!
And Tsukkun and Nacchin are the father and mother.
(right: Nacchin, left: Tsukkun)
Welcome back, dear.
This is dinner...?
(This is today’s snack...)
I want potato chips! I want potato chiiiiips~!
The father is such a child...
Big bro Nageki.
Big bro Nageki, are you
I still have a bit of down, but...
I’m not really a chick anymore.
And I thought we could be chick friends!
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That boy isn’t a bad person.
So those whiskers are a good and evil sensor.
You’re a male pigeon, right?
Then become my henchman!
My old man died honorably in battle fighting against humans.
I also have an honorable wound from opposing humans!
Pretty cool, huh?
You wet the bed again, didn’t you? Clean it up yourself!
You’ve got bad timing, Hitori!
Nageki, come here for a sec!
(My birthday isn’t for a while.)
It’s a party to celebrate your anniversary.
You came here one year ago today.
By the way, Pyonpyon’s three-year party is next week.
Whoops, almost forgot, time to work at the maid cafe!
I have to go deliver newspapers too!
Have a good day!
Big bro Nageki,
go back to your futon.
Time is passing by peacefully, but little by little
my body is definitely growing weaker.
Is it okay for you to be up?
I’ll make hot chocolate.
Wait just a bit.
You’ve been pretty busy lately.
We don’t have enough money for everybirdie to live together.
And still, I’m
You worry too much, Nageki.
Us older birds are working hard, so it will be fine.
The children shouldn’t worry.
You’re a child too, Hitori.
(There's only five years' difference between us.)
I hate it.
This good-for-nothing body of mine.
I can’t go to school or to work.
I can’t be relied on for anything with my body...
Let’s go out for a bit.
Right now, you need a change of pace.
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What a beautiful sunset.
It’ll be autumn soon.
Aren’t you cold? Are you all right?
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