Life with my Little Sister

I walked away after watching.

She dropped me off this time, although I've often been in a rush to break up with my village daughter here lately.

He waved at me with a soft, graceful smile, "Good luck."

It's strange that I can just get these casual reactions, but I think I'll try my best.

You're a good girl, aren't you, village girl?

It's none of my business, you care about me.

"Mm-hmm! Ha ha, Phew was trying so hard, blocking his eyes, but he was talking mummy to mummy...!

This one here, looks like a crown.

I'm going to miss you during the exam, so I need you to spoil me plenty and restore my strength by then.

"Form change!

Release the shoulder car and put My Angel in your arms.

"Hehe, come on! Phew, this is my favorite! This is where Phew should be!

My sister looks at me from the inside of her arm and laughs at me.

In the shoulder car, I can't see this girl's face.

Thoroughly spoil Fee and head to the venue to the crevices she is dreaming of.

There are no particular problems with the magic test and writing.

And when I tried to get to the practical exam for the question, I was called out.

"Oops. Alto Crane put. Long time no see, huh?

……

I thought he was a stranger... but I remember seeing him somewhere.

He says it's been a long time since I've seen him.

(Er... Given my narrow range of behavior, are you a part of the exam...?

I wouldn't be a chamber official on a boulder.

"Ah!"

I remember.

Someone who was good at paring during the sixth grade exam.

It took me a while to remember the sixth exam, because it was a January exam in 1205, just a year ago, and you're the only one I've seen.

"You seem to have remembered me. This is Rossum, who was a practical examiner at the sixth grade exam. Is it too soon to talk to you about Tordie's boss?

Yeah, that being said, you don't have Mr. Tordi this time.

"Well, that's it. This practical move-- no, 'too' this time? Kind of special, huh? I will accompany you as Superintendent and Recorder."

Is that an example of Villey's cancer?

There's no reason to say 'I asked my village daughter beforehand' to the boulder, so you should look familiar.

"What's special?

"Uh...... I'm sorry to hear that, but your hands-on man here is Dora's son, the nobleman?

Oh, you talked clams and facts.

"If he gets us into trouble, we're in trouble too. So, I'm the one who put up the amulet."

"No, I'm sorry."

"I don't think so, but we civilians can go against noble decisions. It's the difference in degrees, because it's the path that anyone who is born into a civilian can take to make a noble sidecar struggle. In your case, give it up."

The boulder is a medieval world. Terrible story.

Well, the inability to defy 'up there' was the same in modern Japan.

"Well, if anything happens, it's good to say that Mr. Rossum will follow you, right?

"Oops. Tordie's pushing me there, too. Follow up on" In the Venue "properly?

Hmm?

In the venue?

It's like they don't know about 'outside'...?

When I looked in the eye, Mr. Rossum explained with his eyes swimming.

"Blah, nobility is because there are so many people like chunks of pride. Weirdly buying a grudge could sneak all the way...... Until then, we can't follow the boulders..."

Villy, you looked like you had a bad personality......

Even if I can beat you, would it be safer for me to have flowers?

"Are you strong, that person?

"You'll have strength. But the problem is with character, right? It's a little crooked."

"Yea..."

"Well, I just have to be."

Talking about that, I headed to the practice exam venue.

(Here we go again... That's totally my fixed position!

The martial arts stage ahead, guided, is the end of the usual street.

It's hard to see from elsewhere.

The difference from the last time is that there are no tourists who were zoned out?

And in the eye, there are two men.

One of them is Villy.

It does seem to be definitely a chimp that was involved in the slaughterhouse at the festival.

And the other, a boy about twelve years old, who seems busy with Villy and feels tiny.

Normally, it would be my brother or something.

Look at me, he's sniffing.

"It's late, civilians! There's a lot of business waiting for you and me!

Petite Villery was very high.

Moment after moment, Mr. Rossum's expression, who until just now seemed sorry for me, tightens.

"I don't know who you are, but only exams and exams are allowed here. Do you have a tour application? If not, will you let me stumble out?

"Behold! Rude! You think the civilians will agree with this vop?

Petitville-kun's name seems to be Vop.

I guess he's more of an arrowhead brother than he calls you 'brother'.

Mr. Rossum says.

"This is not a 'civilian opinion', it is a 'national decision'. If you are dissatisfied, please file a petition with your kingdom counterpart. Well, it looks like you haven't even given me permission to apply, so I'm gonna knock you out."

Mr. Rossum headed towards Zunzun and the busty boy.

You said, "There's nothing you can do about noble opponents," but you don't even think of it as an outing, fart?

That's where Villy took control.

"Well, wait, Superintendent. My brother's good inside, isn't he? As part of my talent education, the Hafetes sent me as an adjunct. If the examiner is going to put in an adjunct role, is this going to be a problem?

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with that. If you have permission. May I see your letter of appointment?

"Later (...) Let's have it delivered"

I mean, don't you (...) have it now?

Mr. Rossum, however, struck his tongue slightly.

Perhaps if you are a nobleman, you would say that you would go through with an ex-post application.

"Hmm. See! Civilians!"

A busty boy kicked Mr. Rossum in the ass.

I don't like it......

You're going to test this on them.

"That kid over there, he's the one I'm gonna test, right?

Villy, look at me.

I didn't want to make an extra wave, so I just thanked him.

"Hmm? This kid, like I saw him somewhere...? No, it's your fault. There's no way I know, like a civilian child."

I was next to a handsome guy at the festival.

Somehow, it seemed to be caught in the corner of my memory.

In particular, I immediately concluded that it was my fault.

And Petite Villery's attention, too, goes to me.

"Hmm. You think this kid's gonna take a lot of tests on his brother for fear? Hey, you. He's curious to be called a genius or something, but is he a prick anyway? It's better for you to confess while you're at it.

I guess I even tried to grab a chest rub.

The arm of a busty boy grows.

But Mr. Rossum grabbed it and stopped it.

"Gu! It just hurt! What are you doing, you filthy civilian spirit!

"'Do what' is the line here. It is forbidden to put your hands on the examinee without good cause. Besides, calling him an incense is an insult to all of our examiners. I know you're an adjunct, but if you can't keep those two points, I still stumble out?

"You think you can do this for free...!?"

"It's also (...) this line. If you are going to work in an exam venue, you will think that you will turn all of the Kingdom's Magic Instruction Institution and" Tabernacle House "to the enemy. Now take us to the exit."

Mr. Rossum pulls the vop boy away, as if it were a thing.

He's the one with the liver, isn't he?

Because this is how you get out to your noble opponent.

"Wait."

There, Villy goes in to stop you again.

"Let's apologize for my brother's disrespect. But you didn't actually touch the boy? For once, I want you to miss it."

"... it's good. Not next time, though."

Let go of Poi and Vop boy's hand.

Petitvilly-kun put a kick in Mr. Rossum again after a toothpick and ran back to his brother's side.

"I'll remember this humiliation, you fools!

Not only Mr. Rossum, but he even stared at me.

Why not?

"Well...... Then it's a waste of time, and shall we start? He's a student's child. You should get on stage. Don't bore me, okay?

Villy goes up to the ring with Stasta.

That's good, but why are you going up with your sword?

You're not gonna shake him up, are you?