Life with my Little Sister

There are differences between Spirit toddlers and adults besides simple strength and stubbornness of life force.

It's about food.

Toddlers can basically only eat magic, or something close to their nature.

For example, if you are a snow elf, besides magic, you can only consume snow and ice.

So what's the difference in the long run?

That means you can get some nutrition from other foods.

To be more straightforward, the story is that you will be able to eat normal meals like humans.

I mean, spirits other than the young people in this room can eat pudding and ice cream.

Also, if even toddlers are strong, they can adapt to food immediately.

Our friend, Mim, who lives on Kishkud Island, for example, was eating cookies looking delicious, but this means that that girl has more than the same ability as the spirits who have already become adults.

In this ice and snow garden, the granddaughter of the chief has already reached that stage?

This is also because she is a high-ranking spirit, the great-grandson of the Ice Spirit King, and she accumulates strength by 'eating well'.

This means that our youngest sister, Noir, will also be able to enjoy a normal meal if raised.

Marimo always looks envious of our dining landscape and sees it lonely, so I hope we can eat together soon.

Especially since she is a pure spirit and the quality of her daily diet is good, Abel tells me that it will happen relatively early.

For this reason, ice cream will be offered as a second souvenir.

... Abel put it out of the different dimensional boxes, though he kept his uncluttered eyes around him until the moment he handed it to him.

"Ko, this is sweet and delicious...... Huh!

"Hmm, completion. This would be a delightful taste for a woman and a child."

"Hmm. When Enineve gets back, I'd love to feed him"

It is the reaction of the top of the garden who ate ice cream.

Chef and Shelleg didn't seem to like something that sweet.

In contrast, Director Lerada has a full laugh.

"Don't want to... Phew too...... Phew, I want ice cream too......!

He got envious when he saw the great spirits eating souvenirs.

My Angel literally pulled my clothes with her fingers clasped.

"There...! It's...!

Yeah.

Marimo, can't you do it yet?

"Abel, can I ask you a favor?

"... mmm"

A little reluctant Mighty Char.

I didn't bring ice cream as a crane putter because I didn't plan on eating anything cold in a cold place.

In other words, what is in the cross-dimensional box is Abel's personal belongings.

The beautiful teacher gave me a gentle ice cream with trembling arms.

"I'm sorry, Abel. I'll make it up to you when I get home."

"... Al's... if you ask me... I have no choice..."

Abel shrugged, cutting off the untrained.

The intensity of her thoughts on sweetness is also discerned by the fact that she is just a little sifted.

"Oh, that's good. Abel, give me some ice cream, too. Two - No, I'll take one."

"... no"

To my sister's request, Puy and her sideways Takazu.

Against this one, there is no sniffing.

Meanwhile, Mai Angel gets the ice cream via me, it's Nico.

"Fee, why don't we thank Abel?

"Ugh! Hehe...! Thank you, Abel!

After that, it seems Abel was also the one who ended up giving her mother and Rhutiel ice cream. He is a kind teacher.

That's how I put the ice cream cheeky fie on my knees and refreshed Marimo hugging me to the side of my body, I heard a soft snowy voice.

"Ah...... eh. I kind of feel like it looks delicious......!

It looks delicious. Pay attention, what?

If it smells delicious, I know.

Apparently, that girl is back.

Servant ice sperm, came into the room with Lakier.

"Oh Eni, are you back..."

Grandpa, ladies and gentlemen, I showed you the ugliness earlier.

Snow boy breaking his hips with a pepper.

But her eyes are locked on tightly sweet ice candy.

"Yes, take it. How often do you thank the honourable ones?

The face of the chief, it was puffy.

"Wow...! Yummy............! Delicious...... Huh!

Enineve is cheeky with a mellow smile.

Somehow the reaction around here is similar to Phee's.

I kind of figured out how old Chef feels about spoiling her.

"Oh? Dear Shelleg, that sword..."

She seems to have noticed the 'new' I made.

Is that snowman just a knight and he likes swords, he looks all the way at my made-up lump?

"Snow Demon Sword...... is it?

"Hmm. Many fears have been given to our garden by the Most Honourable. It's a lump, but it's a delicacy."

What a contradiction it is to lose it and call it a delicacy, but it is actually third class as a sword. I guess that means pretty much as a demon sword.

"The snow I made with this is really delicious..."

Enineve with a real smile.

Her interest seems to be there (...) after all.

Snowboy gently touches herself.

In a moment, a beautiful snowflake occurred.

"Wah... Huh! This sword, it's amazing! The body itself reacts to magic! It's as if you converted the Demon Stone itself into a sword, not iron......! Is this the secret law of the Elves……!?"

"No. It's the Dwarves who make swords, even meticulous technology. Perhaps, a blacksmith specializing in magic. In addition, judging by this much improvement in just two years, he is still young or has not been long since he started blacksmithing. I also saw that as some kind of handwritten piece that would lead to that legendary celebrity genealogy - oh, no. Don't pry. Enineve, keep this Devil's Sword a secret."

Even though Shelleg himself fights with an ice sword created by witchcraft, does he also have knowledge of metallic martial arts?

Right next door, My Mother is pounding a ton on Mighty Char's shoulder eating ice cream trying to chew him up.

"Abel, Abel. Why don't you take a picture of Enineve? I'm sure you'll be delighted, Mr. Chef.

The General Chieftain, who was called by the name of himself and his granddaughter, is paying attention to something.

I suppose you thought it would be rude to overhear it. I stay to see how it flickers.

On the other hand, my granddaughter asked me questions on a direct ball.

"Are we talking about something delicious?

Shit.

What Abel took out was a picture of a leaf.

There, the 'home' crane put family is pictured.

Mighty Char walked to the border of the ice column and handed it to the little snow elf girl.

"Wow...! Is this...!?"

Grandpa, raise your voice, Enineve runs to his grandfather.

"Duh, what's wrong, Eni? You can't run like that. And in front of the honorable. I don't know."

The old man's gaze of caution is nailed to the picture.

I was curious to know what it was.

This old spiritual, outgoing, curious personality, maybe.

And I'm stunned by the photos to my hands.

"Ko, this is... Huh!

Ice grandpa comparing Baba, photos and our family at high speed.

And my mother with the Doya face.

"Hmph! Wouldn't that be awesome!? Now I can put my precious family figure on the perfect record!

You worked hard on the camera, Abel and Gad, didn't you?

But Dear General Chieftain, I look at the photograph, trembling with insignificance.

"I can't believe you have the skill to leave a picture like this...!

"... chef. If I fold the picture, I'll be angry"

Ah.

Abel's eyes are serious.

But the ice elf's grandfather's ear had not reached him, and he sat down with tremendous momentum.

"And, my lord! Please, with this' painting ', leave your granddaughter alone. No!

I know how you feel.

Yeah.

I know how you feel.

But what happened to the Northern Biology Tour?