Life with my Little Sister

"Ooh! Al, I'm here!

On the morning of the third day of Cyril's revisit, the Breves came from an early hour.

From the way I greet you, I can tell you're still full of energy today.

"Good morning, Mr. Alto"

Sisty, on the other hand, folds right, as usual.

It was Grandpa Shark who spoke before me to Hatcoz, who showed up at the Crane Putt family.

"Ooh, Sisty to Brev. Is the nursery good today?

"We're off! It was a miracle yesterday! We were exempt because a great man would come to inspect us or something to disturb us. I don't care if it happens every day."

Well, if the miracle and thought phenomenon of God occurred, it would never be said that the investigation would be completed only yesterday, so is this response reasonable?

I guess the holiday I sprung up down is a pleasure for Brev, but I'm worried the nursery hasn't gotten busier.

No way. 'I can't keep you today' with an outburst, and people in need will keep coming.

"It's okay around there. Because they're accompanying survey members and helping people who can raise children on an ad hoc basis."

Sisty explains that to me.

You said there was no more filling than pushing the investigation team.

Or should I call it a natural response?

"That's why I came over here before Ka-chan pushed me to help with the house. Thanks to you, we haven't even had breakfast. - Dorothea, feed me something!

"Yes, sir. I'll have it ready in a minute, okay?

Granma laughs at the troubled wind, but she doesn't like it at all.

These two are family in her, and I guess it's where she wants to be relied upon.

"Mr. Dorothea is good because he makes a solid meal in the morning... It's just bread and Zara because she's busy in the morning, right? Recently, Holle, I've been coming out with all the cornflakes of Bavarian inventions thinking about that onion rice. I'm sure it's delicious, but come on... The day you come, the day you come. Then it's over."

"Brother, the nursery has to open early in the morning, so there's no choice."

Cornflakes, invented for no great reason, seem to be well received by busy families.

Brev can't hold onto Sisty's voice, grinning at Niyanya, pointing at Fee holding onto me like a koala.

"... so, Al. What's that?

…………

My Sister answers nothing.

Just stick to me and don't leave.

"Look, Fee. Let's say hello, shall we?

"… I will"

Apparently, thank you, but your sister is close to me, so she doesn't sound as energetic as usual.

So what happened to Phee is, "The Continuity Since Yesterday".

My Angel was shocked by the baby siege net at the nursery.

Later, the smile returned thanks to the rush to get in a good mood, but the "deficiency in" did not completely heal.

As it turns out, it's still stuck with me.

(Thanks to you, you didn't get to see Abel last night...)

I saw him standing flat out the window, but he hasn't had a proper conversation.

With the look of me holding Fee, you probably guessed the situation.

(It was the usual faceless look, but was it my fault that I subtly showed signs of loneliness...?

Fee's dependency has increased from around the mud case, and even if she's asleep Guthrilled to really miss her, she can't leave if I leave her, so she can't leave if she's in a condition like yesterday.

"Let me out of here and someone will stop by soon! Phew, I like to go out there, but I don't like it there!

My Angel, who swells her cheeks so much, hugs me even harder.

"You're in real trouble, too."

Brev made me laugh bitterly.

And now, I'm gonna talk to myself.

"Hey, Al! When we're done eating, let's face it for a while!? I just want to see how strong we've gotten each other in the past year!

"Good for a board game match, but I guess I don't like swinging weapons"

"Uh-oh!? Why?! Isn't that good, let's do it, let's do it?

A child!

I'd say you were just a kid, but we...

Grandpa Shark breaking in there.

"No, Al. I want to see how much arm you put up, too. Anyway, this is the time. I don't know when things like last year will happen. You're the only one who can protect Lucica and Fee when I'm not around. As a grandfather, I want to know how strong my grandchildren are."

In the first place, I'm weaker than the subject Phee to protect.

Well, I don't even know what Grandpa's point is.

"And."

Grandpa just whispered to me.

"There's something I need you to do."

"What do you want me to ask? What is it?"

"Well, that's good after I see your arm. Maybe not."

"Ha..."

My mother hugs me confused.

"It's not good. Your mother thinks Al should hang out more? Al doesn't try to get out much except when he plays or trains with Phee."

"Well, there's a lot of time to study."

Does My Mother want the child to be more, wobbly?

Well, objectively, a child like me would be abnormal.

"Meh! Ha ha, play with Phew!

In this daughter's case, it would be outside or inside or at an earlier stage......

"Heh heh. Mommy likes working hard out there, too, doesn't she?

My mother kissing my cheeks.

Fee, who sees it, gets furious.

"Nyyyyyyyy!? Ohyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

"Ugh. Mother, Fee likes you too.

and now kiss Phee.

"Meh! That's it, too! I'll kiss you, and I just kissed you!

Your sister's anger doesn't seem to subside very much.

I ended up staying naked and going to play after Hatcoz's breakfast.

By the way, while Brev and Sisty were eating, I was supposed to focus on forgiving My Angel's anger.

"Uh-huh! Let's do it! I'm looking forward to it!

Out in the garden, Brev wields a boom and ten hands overhead.

"Brev, you, you fight with that after all?

"Of course not -? Al, this weapon you built is amazing! I'll have ten surgeries, just like Al told me last year!

I can't believe it......

I don't think it's easy to fight with a weapon like that.

As usual, I'll put up a wooden spear for practice.

"Ho?

Then my grandfather laughed niggly.

"Don't be so tight. Just look at the setup and you'll see, okay? It's not a burning blade. He's well trained. You've been training well this past year."

He only has a real job in boulders, and he can tell that.

My teacher Yantine praises me that I'm moving better, so I guess I'm improving.

"Okay! Al! Anytime! Call me!

If you're Brev, it's kind of natural. I don't feel a little bit.

"Okay! Okay, here we go!

I run along with Grandpa's orders and stick a spear in Brev, who hasn't taken the stand yet. It's a must to get ahead.

- But.

"Noah!?"

My bloody friend only had one arm with ten hands and played my spear downwards.

It was so shocking that I wondered if even the big stick had been slapped.

Maybe I was just lucky I didn't take it off.

My body is completely empty.

But Hatko hasn't set me up.

"... Brev, you're not going after me."

"That's not the end of it, because it's boring."

I can't take it...

but there's definitely a big, deep difference between me and him.

Before skill, it felt different based on basic physical abilities.

"Hey, hey, Dad, Al's spear, it played easy, but it doesn't mean Al's weak, does it? Al, you practice very hard every day, okay?

Over there, a mother holding Fee is talking to Grandpa.

"I can tell by the way you poke. Al is never weak. On the other hand, if you're making that move, even if you're dealing with kids your age, you've lost first. - But Brev's physical abilities are a little. It's already a child's. Bye. I don't even lack practice for Omake. I mean, that's the difference."

Nevertheless, Grandpa shrugs.

"Al's spear is a beautiful trick. Not a rough but ad hoc way to fight adventurers, but close to that of neat knights and armies. It seems like it would be better to use it as a method of collective warfare than to let it fight on its own."

I guess that's the result of my personality combined with Teene's skill in coaching me.

(Whatever, keep it up, I don't feel like I can beat Brev very much)

It's just a practice game, and it's more about not getting hurt than winning or losing, so that's all right.

"Nh... Al's bastard. Don't you think winning or losing doesn't matter? Damn. Usually kids of that age get mucky for winning and losing?

When Grandpa shrugged, he waited for Brev to hang up and come to me.

And I whispered:

"Al. Did I just say I wanted to ask you something?

"Yeah, you said it. I remember."

"He wants you to reveal Brev's nose."

"Brev's nose, is it?

"That's right. He's talented, and he's blessed with physical abilities. I do a good job of training Omake, but instead of being the same age because of it, even if I interact with older people, I can't lose. I thought I was gonna tighten it up a little bit. Holle, even when I slapped down your spear earlier, you'd have been chronic without pursuing me, wouldn't you?

"Oh, Cheng Cheng. Sure."

"He said he wanted to be an adventurer with lives. Then he can't. but the obvious character of me and Lucas is who they are, even if they regret getting hit, on the other hand because they think 'naturally lose', it doesn't work that well. That's why I want you to win."

I know the reason, but I don't think I can win this.

"You don't care about anything, but you don't look like a child hungry, do you? That's the problem, isn't it?

My grandfather flattered me.

"Al. You're supposed to be better at witchcraft than martial arts, aren't you?

"Well...... Either way."

"Then you can lift the magic ban. Then he'll blow it, won't he?

Grandpa told me that.