Vol 2 Prologue (1/1)

Prologue: Twintails and I

Do you knohat twintails are?

Until quite recently, how many would have been able to reply?

A hairstyle in which the hair is tied into two strands Although the name directly shows that, the most people would not be able to even think of the shape This was about as much normal people knew about twintails However since a certain day people all over the world learnt about this hairstyle Afro to defend that At first people thought it was a joke They say that hair is a girl’s life but here I’n of youth Even though I tried to grow up and act like an adult, nobody would ever look at h I would study h I would always act as a rolethousands of students nobody would recognize me as an adult

Even at an age when I’et married, everyone around me sees me as a child

It’s obvious I have the appearance of eleirl That ill remain unclimbable no matter how much I improve myself on the inside

That’s why I needed twintails Because I did not want to accept the reality that I could not grow any more

Continuing to wear twintails was my final effort at resistance – a symbol of immaturity which was only held in place by a ribbon And the hairstyle which had been originally forced upon by ood excuse

Whenever people look at me with affectionate eyes, as if I were a pet, I think : “it’s because of the twintails Only if I didn’t have them”

I kept blah I did not have the courage to abandon them

However, one day I saw TailRed, a young girl with twintails fluttering in the breeze like the flags of the world, fight againstyou would have to raise your head just to meet their eyes I realized the truth: that the very fact that I was consoling myself in this as immature

I used to love heroes, especially those froht on even as nobody would care for them see else And so the girl dancing with excellence in the real world was the very thing which I had been adht without a care about the harsh stares and rumours seemed to shi+ne like the sun for me

Before I knew it my heart had co as I loved twintails, she would come to save me I broke that promise with her She saved me multiple times, when I did not love twintails

A s her life to protect twintails The hero that I ads? Will she still smile as always even if I confess what I feel about twintails?

I want her to see Everything about me My naked self

The impure woman who insults the beloved twintails and then hides it to receive salvation I really want her to knoant her to penetrate e to admit it, I became enveloped by such fantasies Please, look at me My real twintails –