Life with my Little Sister

"Plan A" -.

That was a big plan I had planned to touch Abel's ear.

My teacher loves sweets!

When you mouth the sweetness of a favorite, your seductive ears move pimply.

And today.

In front of me, there's a chicken egg.

Some milk I bought with the chicken.

And with the strong hopes of the women who love sweet things, there's also sugar.

If we get this far, everyone will know what I'm going to make.

That's right.

It is pudding, the king of sweets that captivates little children to old women.

(Kang as my apprentice tells me...! Pudding definitely says it suits Abel's taste!

The members of the daytime tasting party no longer think I saved the chicken eggs for Plan A...

I ate a bowl full of parents and children, and while Phee and my mother were taking a nap, I created a pudding.

I guess we should really have the whole family's share, but that's not enough eggs.

I could only make Abel's share for my ears, forgive me for all my desires...

And for the record, time is night.

Crane putt mother and child went to sleep, and in talking time with Mighty Char, I stepped into the attic with my prepared sweet king.

"Abel, is time okay now?

"...... hmm. Al doesn't mind.... Come?

He puts down the reading documents, puts them in small pieces, and invites them to give them a little bit.

I walk over to my teacher with a lid and cloth on the pudding I put in the cup.

Abel only saw it for a moment, but she didn't know what it was.

He immediately turned his gaze back on me.

"... I, too, needed to talk to Al"

"Yeah? Abel talked?

What the hell is that?

Shall I turn around and talk to you first?

My mentor lowers his back right next to me.

"... a little more, over here..."

Abel pulled my sleeve.

I should have been sitting nearby......

Sit back again and shoulder to shoulder to shoulder to snuggle.

Then Abel nodded satisfactorily, with no expression.

"So, Abel. What's the story?

"...... hmm. There's more than one."

That's what I took out, two letters.

"Is that...?

"...... hmm. This is for Al."

"To me?

Okay, I didn't think you'd get the letter via Abel.

Like that from Sheep's mom, it's customary for Mia to bring me something that arrives away.

"Eh...!? What is this...!

I accidentally saw the sender's name twice.

Sure, this would have to be via Abel.

That's a letter from a separate place.

One is the end of the north.

It was from Enineve, granddaughter of the general chief of the Ice and Snow Garden on the Great Ice Plains.

This one's across the ocean.

It's from Mime, the Holy Spirit, Lord of Kishkud, a legendary island hidden on the southern continental side.

The contents were both the same, "Please come and see me next time".

(It's been quite a while...)

It is now March, 1206, a sacred history.

It was in May 1205, ten months ago, that I met with a proper water colour near Holy Lake.

I met Eni in the Ice and Snow Garden nearly a year and a half ago because it was October of 1204.

"... they both wanted to meet Al"

"That's an honor. I haven't seen Eni or Mim's face in a while."

"... If Al is willing to do that, I'll take him to show his face by the end of the year. This isn't a dangerous trip, so I can take Lucica with me."

My mother accompanied me to Kishkud Island, but I left a message when I was in the Great Ice Plains.

Especially since I skipped dangerously nagging and had the problem of overcapacity for air bikes.

(I mean, I think Mount Fefiat itself is a dangerous place at all times...)

The standard around here would be different with me and Abel, so I'm not going to pinch my mouth.

Again, look at the letters handed to you.

(The letter also shows the personality of both......)

I thought so.

Eni's letter is folded correctly and the letters are beautiful.

But it's a very girly letter.

I think that girl has a good personality.

On the other hand, if you're Watercolor, it seems like it conveys the sentiment to say 'I wrote hard'.

It also seems to her that the words of the human world - those of the same content as letters awkwardly written in the official languages of the continent - are enclosed in the ancient Spirit language as' just in case '.

You're studying these words properly.

Watercolor is great.

"Abel said she had more than one conversation, so naturally, you have other business than this letter, right?

"...... hmm. From me, Mitsu."

Pretty much.

"... first, the first. Rütiel was grateful for his cooperation in the odd case in the meantime. In time, thank you again."

Abel's sister?

I don't think she knows what I'm capable of, but did she tell you that she helped with the treatment?

How the hell did you explain that?

"... so as a thank you for your haste, it was officially approved to make Al an 'honorary elf tribe'"

"Huh... Huh!?"

Why are you in such a flow...!?

Me, I don't remember wanting that position...

"... second eye. I was given permission to enter the '10,000 Autumn Forest', which was the subject of previous mushroom hunting. Although the date has not been set, we should be able to hunt mushrooms there this time."

Ugh......

Is that what you were talking about?

Abel, you were getting the conversation going...

(I mean, "Wan Fall Forest," is definitely a sanctuary? We're going to a great place again...)

Honestly, I forgot half of it.

I'm sorry, Abel...

"... and Mitsuki Eye"

Mighty char following my cheek with no expression.

Although it doesn't hurt at all because I don't have the strength.

"... I am. I thought you said you'd punish Al for being unscrupulous during Cyril."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

But that was July, and now it's March, right?

A sense of Elf time to go by.

(Eh, did Abel say he was taking me this way?)

Is it a punishment room or something...?

You don't want to hurt, do you?

Abel, taking her hand off my cheek, squeezed his apprentice's palm as it was.

"... this is Al's punishment"

"Yeah."

"... the others are irrelevant"

"Well, yeah."

"... so I'm not taking anyone else. Lucica and Fee."

Are you saying you two are clear?

Wouldn't it be impossible for your mother to ask you to leave a message at the corner and Phee?

But Abel stared at me with her straight eyes.

"... that's where you can't take anyone else"

- Oh, well.

I don't know where Abel's place is, but I'm sure it's a very important place.

The green eyes, which looked inorganic, looked very serious.

I can't say no to this.

"Okay, sweetheart."

"...... hmm. Good."

Abel nodded back at me.

I have no choice. Shall I say I make up my mind about everything?

- Now that I have finished my errand from my mentor, I will activate the example plan.

In front of Abel, I offered him a cup covered in cloth.

"... What's this?

Mighty char tilting his little neck.

I came back in the middle of the tasting, so this person is eating the bowl of parents and children too.

But he didn't seem to know how to use the chicken eggs I cleverly hid for the pudding.

"It's a treat made with eggs. I made it for Abel to eat."

"... not for Fee, but for me?

"Huh? Ugh, yeah. Well......"

To be precise, it's for the ear.

Remove the cloth and remove the lid, and a yellow glowing 'puffiness' appears in the cup.

"... cute treats"

"You're plump. I named you Pudding."

Of course, I'll leave the reason for the naming to my mouth.

The pudding is also hung with proper caramel sauce.

Some people say, "I don't need that," but it doesn't taste like yellow.

... Though this sentiment was also mentioned in the bowl of parents and children.

"... can I eat?

"Abel is the first person in the world to eat."

"... the first time in the world... Al made it for me..."

It breaks my heart a little when you make me look so happy.

Well, I'm not lying about Abel wanting me to eat.

Little Elf takes the spoon and softens the pudding.

"... soft"

The appeal of pudding is not only in its flavour, but also in its texture.

Mighty Char carries a spoon in his mouth.

And I opened my eyes.

………… ........................ Huh! ~ ~ ~ ~! "

Yeah.

Abel's got a shiver, too.

"... Al"

"Yes."

"... I think this should be our elf clan's secret"

Excuse me.

I'm not an elf.

In the end, Abel flattened her pudding instantly.

The expression is as usual, but the fascinating ears are moving piccolorly, so he probably liked it.

(Kuku...... Huh! At this rate, I would love to captivate the pudding......! You can't stay without the pudding. Once you've become a body, you'll tear it down with your ears!

Damn, laughing, the faceless but sparkling eye teacher pulled the sleeve of his clothes.

"... Al. I want you to tell me how to make pudding. I want to try it too."

"Eh."

I didn't know Abel would go ahead and want the recipe......!

If they make their own, you can't feed them!

…………

Oh, what shitty eyes.

Then there's no way I can say no... and that's the second line I've had today.

Thus, the first installment of my Plan A was frustrated early in the opening. Mindless.