Life with my Little Sister

It was near 23: 00 when Abel, who was out, came back west away.

My beloved sister is already a resident of the dream world.

He has a burning face, so I'm sure he's even having a fun dream.

My teacher is a child who can take care of him properly, so without making any noise, it's where he goes and into the attic.

For a moment, I got a sign to ask this one, but I'm guessing that one's also checking to see if we're safe.

(Well. Do you want to go?)

Softly get out so your sister doesn't blink her eyes.

Keep your mother in your pillow, she'll probably be fine. You won't wake up.

From the stairs leading to the enchanting space, the lights are leaking.

Apparently, I'm not going to go to bed right away.

As I went up the stairs, I immediately had Abel and his eyes.

He knew I was here.

"... Al, what's wrong?

"Oh, yeah. Uh, welcome back."

"...... hmm. I'm home."

"Do you mind if I go that way?

"...... hmm. Come?"

I'll sit next to him because he'll give me a little invitation.

There are signs of a beautiful forest like what Abel says, so stay close and calm.

But then Abel herself said something strange.

"... when I'm doing this with Al, I calm down. There are signs of so much boredom."

It's a sign of boredom, isn't it?

You've never been told that in your last life?

Oh, no.

A junior who lost weight like a skeleton once said, "Shinpa-yi, her face is blue and white? It's even shriveled to signs -..."

I wonder how he is... How are you? I hope it's not the end of the line like me.

"Abel, are you tired?

"... nothing particularly wrong"

Yeah.

Stop it. It doesn't seem like patience.

It's not what the ex-works used to call "okay". I feel a glowing life force.

"... it's embarrassing to be seen standing still"

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

If I had been paying serious attention, my eyes would have been lowered.

But the distance was even clogged and my shoulders stuck.

Just a little touch will tell, my teacher's, fine.

Are you eating properly? So much so that I want to ask.

Well, what Abel knows in her daily life is that she eats well.

You have regained your mind, my mentor has turned his gaze to this one again.

"... if you need to talk to me, listen"

Whoa, did you find out? If you come at this hour, then so be it.

(Truth is, I don't want to get Abel into anything extra...)

With that in mind, I was going to talk about today's visitors.

…………

While I was explaining the situation, Mighty Char was listening without hesitation.

There is no particular change in the expression.

Don't you think it's annoying or troublesome?

"Sorry, Abel"

…… Why would Al apologize?

"That... because it puts a strain on Abel"

When I said that, the elf teacher pulled me.

It was unintentional, so I collapse, and, as it were, I get my head embraced by a perfectly soft chest.

"... Al showed me around, and the life of a stranger elf, he thought. That's not an apology. Be proud."

"Isn't that annoying?

"... this isn't the first time this has happened"

Oh, well.

Well, that's not the first time.

We all want to save lives together.

In Abel's long life, he must have been scolded many times.

"... Herbs are finite. It is true that we cannot save unprincipled. But if Al asks, you can ask."

"But is Satsushi precious?

"... If you have Black Powder Disease, you don't need to use Satomigrass. Even lower-ranked herbs can handle it"

"What, really? Then how did you get the name of Satsushi?

"… alias Sumitomo is a panacea ingredient. There are many treatable diseases. That's why the name is known. But I think the real thing about pharmacists is that they can handle the disease without having to use special herbs. Proof of immaturity in itself is the immediate emergence of the name of Sumitomo."

They once told the elves how to make medicine to treat black powder disease.

However, suffering from black powder disease is in itself extremely rare.

The production of medicines requires professional knowledge and advanced skill.

These two points prevented the inheritance of technology.

And then there's the "Great Collapse" all the time.

As a result, he almost lost his therapeutic skills.

By the way, "It's rare to know Satomigrass," Mis said, "but according to Abel, this is the other way around, because it was so famous that it's the last plant that should have extinguished phantom sperm history, but there are still things that we know in modern times.

"Oh, as long as there is Satanic Grass!

Over and over again, the name was told as a result of such a mourning.

Note that if you don't know how to handle it, it seems useless to get the herbs.

"... the herb used to treat black powder disease was once common sense called white moon grass. That's even forgotten is the laziness of the elves"

"But we've lost our cure, haven't we? So you don't have a choice?

"... to Rocus, Elf's elder in the Great Forest of Solue, has previously told him how to make medicines. I haven't heard about that one being dead. So you shouldn't have even lost it. I thought you said you'd take a disciple."

Oh, it made Abel seem a little grumpy.

It stays faceless, but somehow, I can see that.

"... the treatment of black flour disease is a technique that should have been passed on, and white moon grass should be present in the herbal fields of the elves in no small measure. Then if I make the pills and give them to you, there won't be a problem"

"Drugs, can you make them right away?

"... in half a day"

Uhm...... Unexpectedly, I'm relieved you're about to go peacefully.

Do you think it's important to talk about horseradish?

Whatever it is, should I say it was nice talking to Abel?

My teacher is really reliable.

"... it helps me too to find out where the elves ran away from home and why"

The girl who caused the disturbance said that Abel had also been asked to search.

So should I say that it helped solve the problem? Even if that is only the result ohrai.

"Thank you, Abel"

"... thanking you is this way. This is a thorough, elf problem. Al didn't have anything to do with it. Besides, I knew I had to make sure."

Is that about the loss of therapeutic technology? Or is it about developing apprentices?

Either way, the roots look like they're together.

Whatever, I'm glad the runaway elf's family seemed helpful. I'm sure I know what's important to my mother.

"Thank you again, Abel. And I'm sorry to bother you at night."

It's me who has fallen from overwork. I can't even go around to the side that takes away my time to relax.

Let's say we disperse early......

I thought so, and I tried to get up...

"………………"

"Um, Mr. Abel?

They stuck me in my bedding.

"... Will Al, already, fall asleep?

"Huh? Oh, yeah. I was going to..."

"... sleepy?

"No, I'm telling you, I'm blind."

I also take a nap beforehand.

This may be a long story, so I took a nap with Fee, assuming I stayed up late.

Although my sister would have simply been sleepy.

"………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Lie your eyes down and say that.

Even though it's faceless, your ears are slightly red.

This is me. We're not talking serious, we're just talking about what you want, right?

(Well, there's no reason to say no...)

I sit beside my mentor again.

Then Abel felt her mouth slackened, only slightly.

"... make tea"

As if in a blindfold, the beginning elf stood up.

Hot water daggers are also useful in times like these. I'm glad I made it for Abel, too.

Winter nights are long.

To my heart's content, shall we talk to Abel?