Life with my Little Sister

Monique Foot is the granddaughter of a magic prop store owner in Wangdu, four grandparents and a sister, who live carefully.

My grandfather is a magic prop technician, he has a small workshop in his house and shop, and every day, he makes magic props.

Her grandfather is an authentic person, but her life did not become even richer because she created good or expensive items with the cohesion of an artisanal temperament so blurred by various people that she would not sell them to someone she did not like or, conversely, to someone she expected to sell this to cheaper with a profitability look.

However, Monique thinks' That's good '.

It would be a lie to say that I don't feel like I'm in danger of saving my grandfather's way of life, but I think it would be great to be able to do business properly.

In fact, the Foot family is from another country, not from the Kingdom of Moonrayne.

The Foot family was a magic conductor in another country, but was fooled by a man they had a relationship with in a family groom and forced to flee.

It was a sincere betrayal, and the result was an unbroken betrayal.

I don't think the end of seriousness is family separation.

Monique's father and mother are alive, but his parents are fleeing to another country, so they can't see him.

Only letters with pseudonyms that arrive occasionally are a fine connection.

But if you live hard, you'll get a reunion.

With that hope in her heart, she still works today.

"Sister, I could write!

As I was cleaning the merchandise shelves, Hannah, my distant sister of the year, came running over with paper.

"Here, Hannah! You always say you shouldn't run in the store, right?

While cautious, Monique's expression is bright.

She can't help but be cute, her five-year-old sister.

Besides, I was happy to say "I could write".

Although he is a civilian Footer, he is in an environment where his grandfather is the only magician and can learn to read and write at a minimum.

Monique once studied hard, and Hannah is now learning letters this way.

It was to write to my parents, and to help with the store.

Monique thinks this young sister is healthy.

I think it's valuable.

I feel strongly that I want to set up an environment where this child can live happily ever after.

But happiness is like light snow.

From outside the store, I heard a noise.

I call it Gachan, and the sound of destruction.

Monique lowers Hannah, opens the door just a little bit, and peeks outside.

(Is that -!?)

She's breathtaking.

Because I looked familiar to the men confronting me in the street in front of me.

One, a nearby drinker, recently hired caution sticks.

And to those men, the little fat man, facing each other alone, with a thin laugh...

(Bad reputation, it's a chimp......!

Monique thought from his own memories that he was a billed villain whose array was winding up gold from stores everywhere.

Man - Huho is talking to the caution sticks, with a netty smile.

"That's terrible...... I can't believe you're suddenly attacking me. What did I do?

"Don't be ridiculous! Though I would have tried to roll up gold and booze from the tavern where we are!

"I was just trying to make sure of our friendship, wasn't I? I hope you don't mind."

Hugh flaunts his shoulder deliberately. The men judged it provocative and exasperated.

A little further away, I can see a broken pot plant and one of the stretched caution sticks, but I guess that's the 'audio source' I heard earlier.

"Bastard...... ugh!

One of the men gets beaten up, but the wind magic has already been activated on Hugh's palm, and he's sagging.

"Huh... Huh!

In an instant the man was blown away and slapped against the wall.

"The journey. Is that the magic you're proud of?"

"Hehe. It's a little something, isn't it?

To Huho's net grin, the three men returned a scornful grin.

And each takes out a short rod.

"Ho. Do you and others use magic?"

"Three on one. Plus, it has a magic booster rod. Don't even think about it.

The men gave a laugh of victory.

A bracelet magician advances from behind Hugh's back and tries to join forces, but he controls with his hands silently. The magician of the bracelet withdrew silently.

"If you think only three of us can beat me, give it a try. - Yeah, but you and the others aren't friends yet. So, I'll get your tuition later, okay?

"Knock it off!"

The three unleashed magic at the same time.

But I'm held back by Hugh's unfolding wind demon wall.

"Hey, what... Huh!?"

"Stupid, it's magic for three!?"

The men are surprised, but Hugh smiles nettley and shakes his head.

"Not enough. Not enough. To this extent, it's very, very hard to break down my demon wall."

And keep going, jizzy and forward.

"Oh, they push...!

"Heh heh. There are some uses for demon walls."

"Gu... gu...!

Huho keeps the demon wall moving forward, pushing the caution sticks between the buildings and sanding them.

"Do you like sandwiches?

Go to that place where you can't move, one more, slap the Devil's Wall.

The men punched their heads firmly, bled out, and stopped moving.

"The boulder is Mr. Hugh Ho!

"Even the three of us won't be dealing with each other!

The surroundings rush over.

With an online smile, he gave instructions from unconscious men to keep 'tuition'. The children take away their wallets and belongings with joy.

And.

"Hih...!?"

Looking back abruptly.

Monique and I got eyes on each other.

"Hey, pretty lady."

With a gentle foothold, he comes straight to the store.

Surprise and fear delayed the operation of closing the door, in the meantime, Hugh grabbed the door.

As if I had to let you get away with it.

"This is a demon shop, isn't it? I've been looking... This store."

"Hey, can I help you...!?"

"I thought I could use some help. Actually, I have a hobby for making friends... He wants to be friends with the owners here."

The guy with the net smile, he's totally into it.

He looks elsewhere at the frightening Monique, looking out into the store with Kyoro Kyoro.

"Phew. That's a lot of the type of magic props you don't really see. There are a lot of boring stores that make similar and stopover items these days.... Was this a hit?

Hugh nodded his tongue.

At the same time, from the back of the store comes an old man who seems stubborn.

"... hmm? If you think it's noisy, are you a customer?

"Oh, Grandpa......!

Monique looked at his grandfather with his squeaky eyes.

Huho speaks to the old man.

"He said he was a customer. Especially since the customer is not a buyer, but a shopkeeper. I'm a personal customer of yours."

The old man stares at the little fat man with a thin smile.

And I shook my head.

"I don't know who you are, but you should go home. I have bad eyes. I'm not going to deal with them."

"It's terrible. Ah. We haven't had much of a conversation yet, have we? Why don't you talk to me for a second? I'm still a nice guy, aren't I?

"I told you to go home!

It was a powerful rage.

But Huho doesn't break his thin laugh.

I walked straight over to the old man.

"I'm here to make friendships with you. Right? Let's get along, shall we?

"No. - I'm sure of it. You're like a villain! I have no friendship with him!

"Bad guys are terrible seeds. Mm-hmm... I can't help it. Shall I mark your friend?

Hugh casually grabbed the old man's arm. It was a quick move.

He seems to be powerful, and the old man groans in pain.

"Grandpa!

"Look, this is a testament to our friends."

"Gwwwwwwwww!"

It smelled like meat roasting all the time.

He's feverish from his grabbed hand and burning the old man's arm.

"Ahhhh! Grandpa!

I guess I heard my sister scream. My sister Hannah jumped out of the back.

"What's up, sister? - Oh, Grandpa!?"

"When I mark you, they all get along with wonders, don't they? What do you say? Will you get along with me, too?

"Let Grandpa go!

Hannah hits you.

But it's a five-year-old girl. Thick Huho flesh makes me bounce off easily.

"Uh-huh, what are you doing? Come on. It's terrible with family grooming. That's right. You came up with something good, huh? Family-friendly, 'mark' all your faces! That way, every day, you'll remember me, right?

"- Huh!"

Monique and the old man's face blued.

Hugh throws the old man away.

"It's ladyfirst. Grandpa, later, right?

"No, don't! Don't touch my grandchildren!

"Ha. It's a big deal. This is just a sign of friendship. It's no different than shaking hands."

Bow, and on the palm of Hugh, the fire lights.

The little fat man approaches his bosom and Monique.

"Hih...!

"Yes. Let's start with you ~. Rest assured? Because I'll do the same for your sister."

"Oh no! Oh, no! Somebody help me!

"Mm-hmm. Too bad. Outside the store, my people are stiffening up, right? I'm not going to get in the way until I get along with you guys..."

With a net smile on his face, Hugh reached out to Monique.

"No, no, no, no, no, no!

"- That one?"

The little fat man leans his neck suspiciously.

"My flames are gone, aren't they? It's weird. I don't remember disarming magic. Come on."

Monique was frightened and frightened.

The old man, too, can't take his eyes off his granddaughter and the little fat man.

Only young Hannah noticed it (...).

It should have been closed, to the door open.

- There, about my age, a little boy stood.