Joyful・Joyful.

I’ve been drawing a lot of a Saint Bernard beastman character recently, named Joyful・Joyful.

I still don’t really know exactly what kind of person he is yet,

but I feel like he’s someone who expresses “I love you” a lot — that’s the kind of warmth I sense when I draw him.

It’s been such a joy to work on him.

I’m sharing here a slightly higher-resolution version than the one I posted on Twitter,

along with my little message, haha.

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If the feelings we put into letters or other things can cross time and reach tomorrow,

then I wonder if emotions like “happiness” or “love” will stay there forever.

If that’s the case, I’d like to preserve those feelings —

the moments of joy, the words “I love you” —

before they waver or fade away,

in the form of pictures or words.

I want to tell you “I love you” over and over again, so many times.
You’re so dear to me, and if I could hold you tight in a hug, I’d be happy

You know, I think I might cause you a lot of trouble,

but… is it okay if I keep loving you?

I just want to hold you tight in my arms.

It hurts, it makes me happy, and I just love you —

I’m in love with you.

This is my love letter.

I’ll keep shouting “I love you” over and over, even if it’s clumsy.

If I could meet you… if we could talk,

just that alone would make me so happy, so full of joy,

my tail would start wagging on its own.

I love you.

If you can tell the one you love, “I love you,”

what a truly happy thing that must be.

When their “I love you” comes back to you,

the whole world blurs.

I want to see you, touch you, hold you, kiss you…!

I love you, I adore you so much.

When I hug you tight, I only want you more.

I love your voice — it makes me happy just to hear it.

Each and every word from you felt like a gentle caress on my cheek,

bringing me that kind of happiness.

Every time I think of you, a light glows deep inside my chest.

When I call your name, it feels warm.

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Yet I shed tears over this unfulfilled love,

gripping the feelings left behind and letting them fade away.

“Farewell is the only thing life gives.”