Life with my Little Sister

"Tubba, Tubba, Tubba, Tubba, Tubba, Tubba, Tubba!

An elf's cry is kodama in a secluded room in the west.

This is the first elf I've ever seen.

Bringing them to the top of the familiar Shorcina Chamber of Commerce, High Elves.

Easy takeovers can be done with 'E-chan Wen Tong', and even if anything happens, these two can come with an unusual cloud, as Yantine keeps his word and carries supplies.

Mr. Henriette is supposed to be in charge, even if it's important to come, especially since the Chairman of the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce is busy.

Yet I didn't expect to show up at my house until the president of the Chamber of Commerce......

"Dear Abel, I am so sorry......!

He even lays flat on the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, suppressing the head of a heavily crying elf.

Mr. Henriette is - you're always right.

He smiles softly and looks at this one.

"Biuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

First sight elves are screaming indistinguishable language and rubbing their foreheads, but I don't know sappily what happened to me.

"Abel, what happened? Awesome voice...?

Until my sister wakes up during her nap, I can't say it's a boulder.

Abel looks back at me and tells me the facts, as usual, pale.

"...... hmm. This girl broke the water bottle."

"Water bottle?"

I wonder what, is it important?

Probably is.

Otherwise, there's no way this can happen.

Then Mr. Henriette. I'll ask you to give me a minute.

Come closer...

"Pfft. Long time no see, Al?

They put me on my lap.

Something hardened Abel without a look on her face?

Mr. Henriette, you're aware of the change in Takazu, aren't you?

Oh, still, won't you let me down?

Really?

"Um, can I ask you what's going on?

I have no choice but to speak to Mr Vice-President as it is.

Abel's been looking at me the whole time.

"Well, to put it simply, your high elf - she broke Takazu's water bottle."

You're still explaining Abel.

Well, Mr. Henriette, why are you so, so sneery?

"Is it precious, its water bottle"

"It's very valuable, isn't it? It's made of soil sperm. I was wondering if it would be difficult for a dwarf. But the problem is the contents of the water bottle."

Huh.

Something more precious than what the earth spirits made, was in it?

Well, it's enough to call it a water bottle, so is it liquid?

For example, you think it contained Abel's made potion?

Then I can snort this fuss, too.

"No, what was inside was water."

"Is it water"

Not the drug solution?

Well, I'm sure it's still valuable.

To my words, the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce turned this way.

"It was the lake water on the sacred lake that came in."

Oh, Holy Lake.

Sometimes it comes up in conversation, that holy lake?

"Does Master Alto know the Holy Lake?

"There you are, I'm learning from a magic and academic teacher"

Holy Lake.

It's this world, not this world.

Lake of illusions, present in one of the sanctuaries.

The lake is so clear that it is considered the most beautiful in the world that Holy Lake and its surroundings are counted among the cleanest lands in the world.

According to what I heard, it is the Holy Spirit of water that manages the Holy Lake.

The main inhabitants are water sperm (missouri) and tree sperm.

And the 'coloboccle' of the fairy species.

Do they not live disorderly like humans, but serve and work the Holy Spirit of the lake in order to maintain and make better the few sanctuaries?

Well, for a normal human being, it's a totally fairy tale world.

(But what. Well, you did something amazing again, you high elf)

It means you broke a water bottle made of earth sperm and smashed the lake water in Holy Lake.

Surely one of the treasures of the Chef, the chief of the "Garden of Ice and Snow", should have been "The Great Ice Formation of the Holy Lakes".

Even from the point of view of the Great Spirit, the lake waters of Holy Lake fall under treasure, so their value is immeasurable.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The high elf by the name of Hissera is no longer crying.

"What was Abel using that water for?

"... Al, how long are you going to be sitting on Henriette's lap?

What, there?

Your precious bottles and lake water are gone, aren't they?

I don't have a choice. Do you want to come down?

"Al? You're gonna break out! Yes."

I can't get down......

He won't let me go......

Abel is faceless.

Mr Henriette smiled, each silent, so the Chairman of the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce answered my question.

"Master Abel's use of the lake water in Holy Lake is, in large part, two. One is some drug refining, but this seems to be used from a different dimensional box in your possession, so it has nothing to do with this damage directly. And the other is for watering for growing grass in the garden, right? The broken bottle will belong here."

"What, are you using precious water for plants?

"Because it's precious water, right? For example, the plants of the Divine Age, in normal water, however beautiful and magical they may contain, are difficult to cultivate on their own. Master Abel hands on the lake waters of Holy Lake and finally adapts. Even agricultural and bonsai terms in the human world are so difficult to handle water that they are called 'three years of watering'. And that much water, so just a water bottle won't prevent degradation or degeneration. You'll need the right product to store it."

So, more than a dwarf exists. Spirit made water bottles?

If it's a human world, will it be an Epic item?

Something tells me something amazing.

What has been lost this time is of immense value.

"Uh-oh, no, no, no, no!

Hearing the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, Hithera cried even harder.

What happens to something like this?

Will you be guilty or not?

"There is no clear law that criminalizes anyone who damages a water bottle, etc. -"

The Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce stares at the earthbound elf.

"Given the value of what was lost, I thought it would be inevitable, even if it was hand-picked. At least, if you're in a high elf, you'll definitely be. Besides, Master Abel, if it belongs to our Elves, Takazu."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Uh-huh. Big deal.

Although it doesn't look like Abel cares.

I mean, you've been looking at me.

…………

Elf's Takazu shook his finger quietly.

Then the potted plant at the window - Mia said, "It's more gorgeous to have it. I'll calm down." I put it on my own - but it started to grow sultry.

This would be special magic exercised by Abel, plant manipulation.

A snail broke out of the potted plant, and from Mr. Henriette, he took me.

And when I draw to my side, I wave my finger again.

The twat was cut from the ground up and turned into the original normal potted plant.

I mean, what.

I just changed my place.

"... if you didn't intentionally break it, you can't help but be angry. I'm not even going to incriminate Hithera."

Abel is talking to the dungeon elf as if nothing had happened.

... I don't think there's any point in moving me.

"Mr. Hycera is an employee of the Chamber of Commerce?

"No. She is, enviously, the gardener that Master Abel hires immediately. As I'm sure you know, Master Alto possesses and cultivates a number of valuable plants. In order to take care of it, a few of the elves have been hired to take care of plants with high aptitude."

Gardeners are gardeners at last.

And the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, whispering, "Me too, if I have the aptitude for plant magic......" I'm scared.

"Ko, Takazu ah! Will you forgive me?!?"

"... once or so, I have no choice. I still have the bottle in hand. As far as lake water was concerned, it needed to be replenished again in preparation for spring care. From the beginning, I'm going to go get it soon."

Hiraki Abel looks at me.

Speaking of which, I promised to go to the garden with you in the spring.

When will that be?

Maybe after next month's fifth grade exam?

(But now we know why Mr. Henriette isn't in a hurry. This guy knew from the beginning that he was going to go get the water bottle inventory. And that Abel won't get mad)

When I saw the vice chairman, he smiled softly.

And - another call.

What is this?

What am I supposed to do?

"... Al"

Abel squeaks.

The potted plant at the window was once again rubbing.