Life with my Little Sister

Finish your lunch, noon on the third day.

Fee's hugging me as I relax in the living room.

"Yes! Ha ha! Ha ha! Ahhh!

From this daughter's point of view, the morning's training with Hatko would only have seemed to be 'playing with Brev aside from myself'.

So this is how you get lonely and you can't leave me.

"Huh?

"Ugh. Really? Noir thinks so?

And right next door, My Mother is giving up Marimo.

These two are close, so they just look like real parents and kids.

Mr. Dorothea, watching it as he cleaned up, opened his mouth strangely.

"Fee's not jealous of Noir..."

Huh, I thought what was stupid...... but soon I think that's against 'having my mother taken'.

Ordinary toddlers seem to be jealous when their parents are looking after their youngest child.

"Ahkioo!

A dark-haired baby with her mother's hands off comes highway to me.

And I smile and reach this way...

"Meh!

Fee, who is already sweet to me, gets stuck.

"Ugh......!

But Marimo is also more successful than before.

I don't just get chased away.

When you swell your cheeks dissatisfied, you turn to the side and grab my body.

"Right?

Play and play?

Appeal to me while doing so.

"Meh! Oh, my God! It's Phew! I'll steal it!

"Yes, yes, Phee"

My mother holds up such a sister.

"Noir loves Al, too, so let's just give him a little, shall we?

"Yikes! I just never give it to you! Ha ha! There he is. Ahh!

Fee has already cried.

He's crying, reaching this way.

"Oh. Fee really loves your brother."

Mr. Dorothea has eyes as if to see something smiling, but MySister's jealousy cannot be equated with a simple childish desire for exclusivity, so it may be counterproductive if we do not carefully detach or tolerate it.

"Hmm!

Marimo, on the other hand, climbed onto my lap and smiled full face.

I'm happily rubbing Sarah's dark hair.

"Ha... I knew kids were cute wow..."

My mother and grandmother say the same line at the same time.

Fee's crying, so I don't care.

(Nevertheless, a child)

In fact, in the carriage to go, one arch elf and two high elves used to discuss that there was a celebration.

In the high elves, it's been a long time since a new life is about to be born.

I mean, one woman says she's pregnant.

There are three main types of elves except arch elves.

It's a high elf, an elf, and a half elf.

The topic of the Honorary Elves does not matter at this time.

The Elves weigh very heavily on their lineage.

That's because the closer it gets to the pureblood arch elf, the stronger it is, the longer it lasts, and the more beautiful individuals it produces.

For example, the face of the Chamber of Commerce, which is close to me, is full of good people, but I still take pride in being a high elf, and I extremely hate being confused with just an elf.

Conversely, the normal elves seem to have a strong admiration and inferiority for high elves.

The half-elf, a mixed race with humans, is even more prone to it.

But on the other hand, more elves than half elves. And they have the characteristic that high elves are harder to make children than elves.

So the birth of the new high elf seems very delightful.

Kid lover Fennel said he would definitely go check it out even after vacation.

And the toddler in front of you.

"Ha-ha-ha! There he is. Oh!

It's been a few seconds since you've been pulled away from me, but it looks like you're already trying to reverse the limit.

It's time to comfort you.

"Mom, 'cause Fee's crying"

"Right. - Mother, can I ask for it?

"Yeah, sure."

Mr. Dorothea looks happy, holding up a pure spirit of darkness that will sit on my lap.

"Akiyu...... Huh!?"

Suddenly Granma is holding me and Marimo is surprised, but she doesn't like it.

Is it because Mr. Dorothea looks like his mother?

"Look, Fee. Come."

"I was good to. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Good for, good for, good for, good for, good for, good for, good for, good for, good for!

My Angel freed from my mother jumps in a straight line.

Spontaneous patience is something I can manage, but I still can't seem to leave when I'm sweet or lonely.

"Hey, Aroo"

There comes a brev who keeps coming home in the morning, though.

"Meh!

Master Hatko, who was judged to have monopolized me in the morning, is alerted by Fee.

"Ooh... You're going to bite me now... It's okay, I won't take Al..."

"Miu ~...! Miu!

My Sister looks half-hearted and hugs me harder.

Brev stood at the end of my gaze on the far-roll not to irritate his sister, pointing to Sisty, who was helping her clean up the kitchen with a quickie.

I know what Brother Hatko wants to tell you.

Maybe you want to tell me, 'Do my sister's opponent, too'.

That happened last year, so I didn't really get to talk to that girl. It's over.

I've just been talking to military uniforms and breves this year, and I knew I wasn't getting to know you better.

(Right. Shall I make an opportunity to talk to her today)

Tomorrow is the star festival.

Then we all act together, so I don't think Sisty of a modest character will come to talk aggressively.

So today, you have to have contacts here, right?

Even so, I cannot scorn My Angel, who seems lonely in my arms.

(Yeah. First of all, I'll deal with Phee properly)

Policies and actions were defined.

"Heh... heh! Hehe hehe... Huh! Hehe hehe hehe... Huh!

In my arms, my sister is dreaming.

Probably because I focussed well on you and spoiled you. He has a very loose look and laughs dehedehe.

Sounds like a lie to me.

"Abu..."

Meanwhile, Marimo's the one looking at this one looking lonely.

Especially since she misses her mother, when my mother is taking care of her, she smiles properly.

In anticipation of Fee smiling, Brev sends Sisty over here.

She was butting in at first.

"It's been a year and you're not going to have a lot of conversation?

That's what my real brother told me, and I came here a long time ago.

"And if you'll excuse me..."

Lady Hatko sitting next door like a little girl.

You're an orthodox, girly girl.

"Sisty, you look good today"

"Ha, yes...... eh. Thanks to you..."

It doesn't seem like there's a carefree lie to a smile like a hangover.

Apparently, he's forgiving my mind to some extent.

"Oh, you know... Mr. Alto."

"Yeah?"

"I, Alto, have always wanted to thank you."

"Thank me?

What does that mean?

I haven't done anything to this girl yet.

Have you ever been thanked?

"That... you know I'm helping your mother in the nursery...?

"Well, of course."

"Sure, my mother told me to start helping you, but I still like it. I love taking care of everyone."

Is Sisty a chunk of maternal instinct for a young girl?

That smile that mouths' I like 'is full of charity.

"I have such a personality that I can't deal well with everyone. I could only help you take care of the baby."

I think it's great to just be able to take care of the baby, and I think it's splendid.

"But Mr. Alto taught me origami last year so that I could get along with everyone"

Oh, speaking of which, was origami the subject of discussion last year?

I think there was a kid at the nursery this year who said he wanted to do origami.

I mean, origami is popular in the nursery, and I guess it settled in.

"Thanks to Origami, I was able to take a step forward. There are some kids in the nursery who are like me, but with origami, we get along."

That was originally brought out for Fee to enjoy in the carriage on the road...

Above all if it's useful, but it's awkward to be much appreciated.

"Origami is just a cut. If you're doing well, it's Sisty's effort."

Seriously, I think so.

Sisty lay her eyes down and smiled.

"Still, I wanted to thank Alto..."

She held her left hand unconsciously.

There, the usual bandages are wrapped around it.

Or is this daughter's weakness caused by this bandage?

(You can't easily step in on this, can you?)

That's all I know, dumb as hell.

"Bye, Sisty. Can I tell you how to fold something else I didn't teach you last year?

"Ho, are you sure...!?"

Fine, you're eating up.

That's all in her, origami must be important.

But there's one other kid who's going to eat it...

"Yes! Origami!? Phew! Phew, I'll origami too! Pussy!"

I'm doing this now, princess.

My Angel loves origami too, so I heard that word and it looks like he got back to sanity from deredere mode.

"Huh! Nha."

"Al. Noir wants to try it."

My mother approaches me with her motivated brunette baby in her arms.

Sisty was laughing.

That's close to the nursery smile.

I guess liking little kids is from the heart.

"Bye, Mr. Alto. Tell us the origami."

When Sisty said so, Brev approached early enough and struck his own sister in the ear.

"Good... huh? Because of this, ………………………………………. From… to… to… to… to… to… rukana"

I don't hear you very well, but I guess it's better not to.

That would be very rude.

"... yeah. It's good.... thanks, brother"

Hatko's smile is calm.

In a different way than Fee, I thought she must be a good sister.

Then we all enjoyed the origami.