Life with my Little Sister

"I've seen terrible things..."

In an attic away from a certain aristocratic mansion, one girl murmured with a grumpy look.

Its name is Lütiel. He is the head of all the Elves.

Until now, she had been attacked in the bathroom by her sister's friend who was bathing with her.

"... Lucica is an 'oh so being'. I think the dog bit me, and I just have to give up."

A pale grunt is her sister Abel.

With no expression, there appears to be a sign of relief on its face that 'I'm glad I didn't have a spear on me'.

"Abel...... You knew this was going to happen and you invited me to bathe with you...?

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My sister turns softly to the side in an attitude as if she's not hearing me.

To the visible solar blur, Rhutiel frowned beautifully.

"You always do. Even when Ramiel is attacking me, I'm the only one running away softly......! I mean, she - Lucica is definitely the type that Ramiel and I feel comfortable with."

"...... hmm. I think so, too. Ramiel liked to make noise, and the kids loved it, so I'm sure he and Al got along."

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The sisters are silent as they look at each other.

At the earliest, there were only two families in this world.

"Our house used to be busier too..."

"... n"

Lütiel lay down his eyes for the first time, then stared at 'his only sister'.

"Is the family here important to you, Abel?

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"Sister" does not speak, but snorts firmly at "sister".

"Well, it's sloppy, isn't it? We'll probably be on the drop-off side."

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Abel grabbed his fist silently.

Then spin out the words to squeeze them out.

"... Lucica told me that being on that side of the fire, even if it was a lightning out one day, would never be in vain. … I want to believe that word"

"Even if you know how sloppy it is to lose, do you?

"... even if the flesh is lost, it remains a memory. Let our brothers and sisters be so."

"That's a nice logic. But are you strong enough to stand it? If it's important, it's a lot worse when you lose it, right?

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Rütiel sees' Sister 'by erasing his expression.

"- In pure combat capability, I will not deal with you."

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"But for losing something. Or against truncating, I'm definitely stronger."

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"Though you are the strongest, you are not very strong. You should be aware of that."

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When he saw his little leaning 'sister', Rhutiel found out how deeply that 'family' was entering this girl's heart.

"- or"

"... hmm?

"Or if, knowing your 'weakness', you have someone to wholeheartedly support you, your brittleness too - no. This is desirable. There's no way such a person would show up."

The tall ancestors of "The Library" laughed somewhere mocking.

"In the first place, maybe our idea of 'staying' is also chronic."

Rütiel squealed like that.

Abel knows exactly what the word means.

Life expectancy is clearly present in both high and normal elves.

- So, what about arch elves?

The truth is, nobody knows.

Because no arch elf existed as one, and Takazu, who had been killed in the middle of the road, were all killed in battle.

"... I know that Rhutiel is entrusting part of his authority to the Harmonian family in anticipation of it"

"... Yep. With us, not immortal, not undefeated. If you lose, you die. Or suddenly, it may run out of life. Either way, we're finite. They're confused that our ancestors are eternal."

Rütiel was only a little silent, then faintly lowered his mouth.

"... the family here was very close."

"... n"

"When I had a baby in Duty, I finally didn't know what a warm home was."

"... but Rhutiel cares about the whole clan"

"I'll take care of it. But I'll draw a clear line. Ordinary families don't execute their own people, do they? So I guess I'm a little different."

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The smile of "Sister" was felt painful by "Sister".

"Abel. You and Baldier, among our brothers, were particularly specialized in combat skills. Therefore, in an important phase, I always let him stand on the arrow. Always fought the enemy."

"... that's natural because it's a role. I can do nothing but destroy something and kill it."

"No. You saved a lot of your own people. I protected the spirits. And so do our brothers. You kept fighting by cutting off everything you had. That's what everyone who lived in those days knows. Now, even if I'm the only living witness,"

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"So you are. Just you, for that matter, please be happy from now on. That's my - yeah. Because it is what we (...) want"

Abel knows.

That my responsibilities as a Takazu are all borne by my 'sister'.

That's why I'm free to live.

And she said she was going to continue to be alone and carry it.

Until the end of its life.

"... Rütiel. I 'm-"

"Oh, I'll tell you what, I don't expect anything from Abel regarding the running of the clan. I mean, can't you? That sort of thing."

"Sister," she grinned niggardly.

"... Mm. What do you mean..."

"It means exactly what you say. 'Cause, Abel, you give me melons, you give me watermelons, but you've never given me strawberries."

"... strawberries and pudding are not willing to give way to anyone"

"Look. You can't do anything with that mindset. Your gardeners in the garden are asking, right? The 'ruin' Takazu said that only strawberries will always be alone"

"... mmm..."

"What is it, Mummy? You don't just grasp what you love and let go, do you? That kind of spirituality, as a sister, I'm very anxious."

"... so it's only natural not to let go of something important"

"Look, here it is."

To the words of "sister," "sister" mumbled without expression.

There, the footsteps coming up the stairs sounded.

"Eh heh... Good evening ~. Sorry about the lack of sister water, but we'd like to let you sleep over here too ~"

"Bye! So, you're out, Lucica Crane Putt...... Huh!

"Heh heh. Rhutiel, you seem so comfortable holding me, I want to snuggle up and sleep tonight"

"Why 'Chanting'?!?"

"Because if Abel's sister, so is my sister! Because I was my only child, you always wanted a brother or sister ~"

"No, Mother. Because it's annoying."

A boy wearing a tired vibe gets exhaled.

He has a silver-haired toddler and a black-haired baby all around him.

Abel smiled faintly when she saw her 'sister', who would probably be in serious trouble.

Seeing Abel like that, I didn't realize that my best friend and his son smiled and looked at each other.

And the attic, which was supposed to be quiet, was quietly further apart, making a scene.