Life with my Little Sister

The girl who stood in front of her out of breath was making a shortcut that looked lively.

There's no shame, beautiful girl.

But more eye-catching than that would still be a uniform-like outfit to wear.

When these kids wear them, they're cool and cute. It suits me well.

"Is that...? The outfit…"

Brev hangs on to something, but the uniform girl, in our circle, gives herself up.

"I'm sorry. We'll talk later. Now I want you to keep me out of sight of my surroundings!

I'm going to sue desperately.

Surely if we surround ourselves, it will be possible to make it harder to see.

(Later, if you use magic)

You think I'll cover you with a shadow?

Well, I'm not going to use magic here, so I won't.

What else is the hiding technique used by the Lünelöp witch magician who was in that ice hole?

Especially, unlike dark magic, that would be unusable for the time being, so why not go into the first place?

But before we do, we have to ask the question of who this girl is.

He says, "I'll talk to you later," but if he's a bad boy, I'm in trouble.

Brev thought the same thing, and he glanced at me and said, "What do you want?" He asks.

Without good or evil, if you don't want to get into trouble, you should probably go through with it.

"Mmm...? Al, this kid, he's okay ~... I guess...?

Then Pooh said that, pulling my sleeve.

No way, did you get our intentions?

But Brev said, "Suddenly, what are you talking about?" He looks.

Well, that must not make sense.

Must be...

(Believe me, about Pooh.)

I bet on the words of the future Savior.

And then, chatter - sauce or salt on the grilled chicken, and as we were talking in for the bad air, a few of the knightly people, jolting, passed by us.

That sounds like someone you saw in the park, doesn't it?

That said, the adventurous style figures were looking for Pooh, and the knightly dressed people were looking for military uniforms?

When they left, after a while, your uniform, got up completely.

Yeah.

You're such a beautiful girl.

Notably, the length of the lashes?

This as a toddler, so if you grow up, you must be very sexy.

Well, all the girls here, because of their excellent looks, they all grow up to be beautiful.

"Hey, thanks. Thanks to you."

You don't sound like a girl to me.

But it goes hand in hand with the military uniform, a strange thing that seems fitting to reject.

"Ahhh... naturally, let me know what's going on?

With his hands on his ten hands, Brev says.

Unlike me, you don't seem to believe in Pooh's judgment.

I guess this is more about caution than suspicion.

Maybe it's Grandpa Shark's planting.

"No. I'm sorry, but I can't get you involved. Besides, it's not like talking to someone you just met."

"Come on. You said later, didn't you? If you're suspicious, I'll catch you.

"For being speechless, let's apologize. But it's about people's lives. Please, forgive me."

Looks like Brev was drained of poison by a military uniform who breaks his hips in a beautiful position.

I exhaled heavily.

"So what's your name, you can name it?

"Oh. I don't mind that. You're dressed like this, so you'll find out who you belong to."

I wonder what it is?

Is it a famous place outfit?

"I'm Frey. I'm part of Zon Heroit."

Zon......? What? What?

I don't understand sappy things.

But Sisty held her mouth with both hands.

"What...!? Zon Huroit...!?"

"Hehe...... What can I say for myself, but I would be beautiful...?

The uniform, to Sisty's surprise, ni laughed.

I don't know.

What does it mean?

Are you a narcissist, this girl?

She's a great beauty, though.

Tilting her neck without knowing why, my sister in her arms pulled my clothes.

"I did. Phew, I want to try that purple one!

Oh, well. You were trying to buy Rockall's fruit, if you say so.

From my angel, who loves to eat, I guess this kind of rapport is out of interest.

"Everybody, bad. I'm gonna go shopping."

Military uniforms, though concerned, give priority to My Sister, naturally.

I grabbed Fee and approached the stall.

"Al, Mill, Feel, where are you going ~ …? Go to the stars ~ …?"

For some reason, while singing a weird song, one, though, follows.

"Mm-hmm! Mill, why are you following me?!?"

"Hmm? Al, where I see the mill...?

"Meh! By the way, just Phew! Phew, that's all I need!

"Hmm? Then -... I'm a satellite……? Now, not yet."

"For the time being!

Your sister is furious, but you can't even get rid of her. Friends.

"Hey, there!

The old man in the stall was healthy and loving. Apparently, he specializes in Rockall fruit, and all he has is purple fruit.

"Look, Fee. Let's get in a good mood and try some?

"Mm-hmm..." But if so... "

My Sister cheeks up the fruit she purchased in what she called an inadmissibility.

I mean, you cling without hesitation. There was no surprise at all.

"Miuuuu! It's delicious! Phew, I like it so much!

Is it sour?

It was described as a sweet and sour flavor, but is sourness the main thing?

"Yay, yay! This is delicious! Eat?

My Angel sticks out the sprinkle.

I don't like sour, but I can't refuse Fee. I'll try to bump it.

"Uh-oh! Sour!"

Didn't it taste right for me?

But did...?

I remember this flavour somewhere...?

When I was thinking about it, Pooh also bought Rockall's fruit.

But I didn't bump into it. Say it to me with a puffy look on your face.

"The mystery of Rockall's deliciousness is Kaji-ku..."

I tried to squeeze a little over my mouth,

"Al......"

I seem to have declined due to lack of power.

Even if you look at me like that.

Maybe you want to drink fruit juice.

Sanitize Gad's dagger with the magic of purification, and then cut the purple fruit into pieces, like a slice of lemon.

I wish I could squeeze that later, Pooh, but keep your open mouth to this way the whole time.

... Nice teeth. I guess I still have baby teeth though.

"Yes. Gyu."

"Uh-huh..."

Probably wanted to say Gyu, but I keep my mouth open, so uh-huh.

"Mmmm......! Soothing delicious......? Thanks Al......?

Pooh girl licking her lips with a chilli and tongue.

That look is really satisfying.

"Mm-hmm! Ha ha! Phew! Huh? Huh?

My Sister rocks me.

This is you.

You don't want fruit juice, you want me to drink it.

This one is on the brink, so you should squeeze it.

"Look, Fee. Ahem."

"Ahem!

It's sour juice. If it gets into your eyes, it will be absolutely stuffy.

Develop a bit of wind magic and guard Fi's patchy manners. Altogether, it also prevents the scattering of fruit juice.

Squeeze tightly, to a lovely mouth, and pour fruit juice.

"Miuuuuu! This is delicious too! But, Phew, I regret...!

Is that because it was Pooh's idea?

The person in question, for some reason, is turning to me and signing a V.

"Al also drinks...? Me, make him drink...? Feeling like a mother......?

No.

Both sour juice and a dull sweet mother are on time. Yes.

"Meh! Phew will give you a drink! Open your mouth!

In front of me, Fee bears Rockall's fruit.

The fruit juice splashed, and it caught my eye.

"Gwwwwwwwwwwww! My eyes! Eyes ahhhhhhhh!

"Ohhhhh! Ha-ha-ha!? Ha-ha-ha!?"

The uninformed Phee of the cause of the stuffing comes to me crying and hugging me.

Fruit juice also hit the side of his nose.

Suffering but smelling the fruit of Rockall again, finally, the door to memory opens.

(This smell, it's me -!)

Rub your eyes to pieces and manage to get back on your feet.

One possibility emerged in the purple fruit, which was sour and subject to thru.

"Oh, hey, kid, you okay? Rockall juice is a kind of weapon, so to speak."

He's the only shopkeeper on the boulder, and he knows the tragedy when it gets into his eyes.

"Yes, no. It's all right. Now, this, ten... No, please, twenty."

"Every time... But boy, don't use it for mischief...? Seriously, it's so stylish...?

I don't use it.

Looking back, the Breves are looking at this one.

Looks like you're still in uniform, too.