I'm the White Pig Nobleman, but With the Memories of My Previous Life, I'll Raise My Littl

Over the glasses, in exchange for the rare sight of Mr. Rottenmeyer's eyes dotted, the cold and refreshing morning was wiped out by a scream that ripped silk.

"Wah, ok, young lady!? Oh, that!?

"Oh, it's the Natsuo Spider (Avista Lantera) that Ice Ring gave me last night."

A flirtatious and trembling finger points to the wormcage placed on the pillow, distancing Mr. Rottenmeyer and others to the hallway.

"Mr. Rottenmeyer, were you bad at spiders..."

"Wow, I can't do anything like a bug...!

"Really? Sorry, I didn't know... But, Tara, you're not a bad girl, are you?

"Tara, honey, is that it?

"Yes. Tara because it's Tarantella. If you let me breathe magic, it'll give me beautiful threads."

"... would you like to sit on your left"

Since last night, you've tried and seen how much yarn you'll make if I give you and Master Ice Wheel how much magic.

The result was a small amount of magic enough to make one very small fireball, which produced a yarn for each yarn roll. Low fuel consumption, long live.

I figured it out in the process that Tara seems to be as intelligent as a dog, and she seems to have some understanding of these words, and she can express them.

Explaining that, Mr. Rottenmeyer seemed to understand while taking the distance.

"I was wondering if it would be okay if you limited the breeding area there to be left alone..."

"Yeah, it's gonna be hard all over the wormcage."

"The unused sunroom will sit in a separate building, so please make sure you clean it."

"Do you have a sunroom or something?

"Yes, the rare life of the young lady's deceased grandmother was using it, but the wife had closed it because she didn't think it was any better there..."

"Really? I'll help you clean it, so let me use it."

"Yes, sir."

That's why the three elves looked up to heaven when they told him about Tara's decision to clean the sunroom and about the gift from the princess, Igor and the second son after breakfast while drinking tea.

"Are you a tailor spider (Taylor Tarantella) on a tool in another world..."

"He said he'd have a monster... hey?

"No more! I'm so scared of your status I can't watch it!

Dr. Romanov and Mr. Lara are generally distant eyes, and Mr. Viktor feels sloppy.

Yuzu and Utsunomiya raised their hands here.

"What's up, Mr. Utsunomiya?

"As a matter of fact... when I woke up in the morning, there was something strange on Master Leggles's pillow."

Prompted, Leggles gave it to me, like a scroll that came out of a previous epoch called Times Play, and a feather pen made of rainbow wings.

"Did you check the contents of the scroll?

"It's frightening when we just wander around."

"Yes, my hands are frizzy and sore when Utsu tries to touch me!

Oh well.

When you receive the scroll of the horn on the rafter, you release the string that was clearly sealed. Inside, streamlined letters were written short.

"Chicks, help your brother and encourage him to study and stick."

At the end of the sentence, with ink, the pattern of lotus flowers, just like it was on my forehead and that of Leggles, the sender of the letter was known to me first.

The princess entrusted it to Master Ice Ring, and the entrusted Master Ice Ring predicted that Leggles would be asleep, and she would also put it on her pillow.

When I told Mr. Utsunomiya that, he made a cool noise and the scroll disappeared.

If you give the leftover feather pen to Leggles, he tries to make it into a pochette he's not used to seeing happily.

It took me from the neck. That's a chick-shaped coin pocket with a string attached to it, not the size of a blade pen in it, no matter what. When I tried to stop it, I went through the mouth on the chick's head, and then the blade pen went inside.

"Leggles, is that...?

"I just got a little bite from you!

Doctor, there are a lot of them.

I mean, I, if I hadn't been distracted by my birthday and asked properly what Regulus got, I wouldn't have thanked you.

"Thank you, teachers. Thank you on behalf of my father."

"No. From me, chick magic back, from Lara..."

"From me, it's time to teach you a proper bow, it's an elf bow set."

I knew Viktor had given me a paper knife made by a famous Dwarf worker, but Leggles, who both received gifts, seemed to be able to thank me properly on the spot.

"'Thank you, I'll keep up the good work,' I could say."

"Well, we were able to talk without biting properly."

Oh, my God, when I say I just turned four, I come to Regulus.

"Is it a genius?

"I think it's reasonable for this brother to have this brother, uh... I'm honestly too scared to look at the status of Leitan."

"Oh no, don't you think I'm some kind of strange creature"

Mr. Viktor's words are a little unconvincing and pointy his lips. Yet neither Dr. Romanov nor Mr. Lara snort, and even Mr. Rottenmeyer doesn't look me in the eye. Why not?

After spending the morning in such a good condition, Mr. Rottenmeyer showed me around my stomach and took me to the sunroom in a separate building that I don't use now.

Elise and Utsunomiya had mops, buckets, and rags because it would be dusty, and I kept them for the kids.

So, when I opened the door, which had been closed for a long time, with the key Mr. Rottenmeyer had, the precipitated air and dust inside flowed out.

Coughing unintentionally, of the three elves who followed me for some reason, Mr. Viktor, who also coughed up, played his fingers sounding good. As soon as the wind avoids us, it blows dust.

When the dust disappeared, the floor was invisible until then, as I put it in every corner.

Combining the tiles into a mosaic pattern, it was a flower garden with butterflies dancing, creating the space your lady deserved to spend.

"In the meantime, I roughly blew up the dust, but I guess I'll have to wipe and sweep"

"Thank you, let's try our best with manpower later"

In thanking Mr. Viktor, Dr. Romanov fills the bucket he receives from Elise with water.

When I dipped a rag in it and received the squeezed one, it seemed that Leggles received it as well, and when I looked around, Lara and the others had rags and mops in their hands.

I didn't think we'd be cleaning up early in the New Year, but when we do it in a good number of people, it'll be over soon.

After a while, everything was wiped clean and much prettier.

When the curtains are also removed and put out for laundry, the sparkling and rainbow light illuminates the room from the skylight, which has become stained glass worthy of the name of the sunroom.

As I narrowed my eyes to the warmth of that light, the hem of the tungtung and shirt was drawn. When I thought of something, Leggles pointed to a large frame suspended backwards on an empty bookshelf.

"No, what is that?

"I don't know what."

Leggles approaching it with a curiosity before and together, wipe the dusty frame with the rag he had. And I worked with Leggles on that big forehead, and when I put it on the surface, there was a portrait of your wife, although dust was still on there.

"Unfamiliar with..."

"Oh... right. Hair, eyes..."

Rin's standing, his big eyes seeping out of the strength of his will, his soggy brows and. When flowing black hair and rosy petal-like lips combine, synergies just don't shine.

"'When I was younger, I was called the proud fair lady of the Kiphoenix Empire,' he said like a cliche... even when I was your age, you were truly beautiful..."

The gaze all over the room concentrates on the portrait in the nostalgic voice of Mr. Rottenmeyer.

"Sure......" from whose mouth was the whispering word leaked?

"So this is better for me...?

"Yes, my predecessor, the Countess Kikunoi. I'm a young grandmother."

Aesthetic genes, where did you cut them off?

It seemed like I was the only one who accidentally got the jito eye.