Tim and Rudolph dated for a year and a half before they learned that he was a werewolf. The reason was that Rudolph accidentally drank too much and insisted on Tim touching his tail.
Tim: OK, OK, touch the tail (perfunctory)
Rudolf: You promised! My tail is very comfortable~ (Hand the tail)
Tim: Mm-hmm, comfortable... Huh? ?
The next day, Rudolph, who was awake, looked at Tim, who was smiling and staring at him in front of him, and then at the tail that was being brushed in his hand.
Rudolf: Goodbye friends, I am going on a long journey.
[I don't know what I'm writing either]
My hands have their own ideas
Intention: None
