"Ouch......I thought my tail was going to break off"
With tears welling up, she checked her surroundings. The person she had bumped into was a boy about her age. The boy still looked a bit like a child, because he had a small frame.
He had fallen over more spectacularly than Nyaruru, and was still looking around to figure out what had happened.

"Geez...Makoto, you're so stupid."
The boy was still lying on the ground when the voice of a female spoke down at him. Her figure was tall and gave the impression of dynamism.
She was a pretty person, but age looked too high for Nyaruru to call her a "girl."
"This girl.....huh, it's a cute cosplayer. Are you okay?"

pg 18
The woman helped Nyaruru up while saying kind words.
"Ah...thank you....nyan!"
Her words of gratitude were suddenly interrupted by a surprised shriek.
The woman had grabbed her tale without giving any warning.
"Wow, it's really well done. If Kaoru-san saw this she would be happy."
Without any reservation, she straightened out Nyaruru's skirt.
For Nyaruru who disliked having her tail touched, standing in the middle of traffic and having it happen was very uncomfortable.