Life with my Little Sister

- I want you to see it someday.

The man, then, did say so.

That was the story of a woman by the name of Talviki when she was just a girl.

Like her, he had an appearance that reflected the characteristics of the Northerners in colour.

White skin.

Delicate shaping like ice craftsmanship.

It was a beautiful shape.

That too, because the man was a migrant from the North.

Unlike Talviki is the period of emigration.

The Ahokaynens came to Moonrayne from my grandfather's place.

Meanwhile, the man laughed that he had come on his own behalf.

"At your convenience, no, no, you've been migrating. That's why the original country is still thoughtful. I was surprised to find you with the other trait."

Especially when the man was surprised by the inside of the girl named Talviki.

Because my personality was buzzing and the screws on my head were flying, even though I said that I was such a fantastic beautiful girl that I would believe it if I were told it was a fairy species and a human half.

"People care about their roots."

That's what the man said.

And that, too, was sympathetic to Talviki.

She knows her ancestors came from the north.

But I've never actually seen it.

So there is admiration in the North.

Of course, I know that beauty isn't the only thing in my hometown.

South of Mount Fefiat. There are three leading countries at the northernmost tip of the North Continent, but these Mitsuzu continue to struggle.

It was also at the instigation of the man's emigration.

Tarbicki, however, with his roots in the 'North', enjoyed listening to the northern regions from men.

In his handwriting, he has eaten specially northern cuisine.

I remember my own fathers being oddly impressed with this kind of life.

Aside from the knowledge told by her father and grandfather, she thought she must be fortunate to know her ancestors' worlds.

"Ooh Mi Glass?"

"Yes. It's parrot glass. It's so cute, this is it."

The man looks dusty.

Talviki blew out that a decent beautiful man looked as loose as a child.

It's also funny how you get your lips pointy like a stubborn after that reaction.

What the hell is a parrot glass that made him look like this?

Tarbicki was interested in the seabird.

And he said:

"I want you to see it someday. No, when we're family, let's go check it out. I'm sure you'll like it, too."

"Bye, Yakuza"

"Oh, it's a promise"

But the oath is not fulfilled.

The man has since left the world.

All that remained was an unfulfilled promise and a daughter made with him.

And only thoughts on parrot glass.

And thoughts are inherited.

His beloved daughter seemed to like the presence of Oumami Glass, which she had heard from her unmarried mother, Tarbicki Ahokainen.

I want to go see it sometime.

No, he said he was definitely going to see it.

It was kind of a pleasure to Talviki that my own daughter was interested in that seabird, even though it was a story I told her without telling her about my 'father'.

- The "Crystal of Thoughts with Him" currently shines a puffy praise and hangs on a bowl.

"Oh, whoa... this...... my favorite hunch......!?"

"Hehe...... If I mill, I'm obsessed... Because I can't help it!

Master Tarbicki was also a wise fennel who did not say that it was already the fourth cup, right?

"Mmmm......! It's crisp and fun to eat......! Mystery sauce goes well with rice too......! And the shrimp is delicious......! Too bad it wasn't empty...?

Miltier was completely distracted and obsessed with the Ten Bowl.

As a daughter who eats relatively anything often, Talviki thought it was a rarity.

"This way - Thoughts......! The producer of the Ten Bowl is definitely compatible with me......? Probably should have a 'L' on your name......! Ru Ru Ru...... Ruru...?

"Yeah, well... As mentioned, I'm Mr. Bavaria."

Elsewhere with the bitter Fennel, Miltier turns to her own mother.

"Mother... any thoughts...? The rice hasn't progressed......?

"Huh."

The words hammered between the high elf and the star reader.

Ms Tarbicki was in the middle of a fifth cup challenge.

"Yes...... The boulder is my daughter... I can't believe your mother realizes her appetite is attenuating, depending on her nostalgia for the past..."

"Mmm...... Me, your mother's child......!

To Mirtia's words, Tarbicki Ahokainen caught a bowl at once.

I put the empty bowl with Deng and turned back to the high elf in front of me.

"Fennel...... I just said I wanted to check with you, didn't I?

"Huh? Oh, yes. Of course you do, don't you? However, I refused to say that this would be to the detriment of the Chamber of Commerce."

"It's about as rumoured in some parts, and you're gonna be fine. So I'm gonna ask you straight in, right? - Is it true that your chamber of commerce brought parrot glass to this king's capital?

――

The most responsive to that statement was naturally Miltier.

She laid down the bowl gently, trembling with a smugness.

"Oh, um, scum...?

That's a name you're not supposed to hear in here.

The name of the animal she pursued, but was prepared to take time.

Fennel laughed quietly, putting Alto Crainput's produced mug on the table, not the teacup -.

"Well...... Hi. In part, there seems to be some rumors about that. I've heard other stories about bringing sniper wow."

"Would you mind not making fun of me?

"I'm not teasing you. To the extent of the rumors, it is a strict fact to say that the names of various animals are raised. And no matter what the type of alley rumor, this one won't talk confidentiality."

"... mmm"

Star reading pushes silence.

Right next door, a puffy girl looked terribly sad.

"Dear Tarbicki, to say that you came with your daughter at this hour means that you left early, right? If it was just to confirm the rumors, it shouldn't have been better after the evening. What drove you parents and children to this place?

Behind Talviki's brain is the figure of one man who laughs gently.

But here's what she said.

"Ooh Mi Glass is what my daughter's petition is for. Is it wrong to want to show you that somehow?

"As for thoughts, you must be right. I'm just saying that the Chamber wasn't obliged to keep pace with it."

…………

Tarbicki silenced again and saw her sad-faced daughter.

And I caught the eyes of the High Elf's submissive, straight.

"... once"

"Yes?"

"For once, I will grant you your wish. As long as I can. If you want, you can read the stars. So what?"

――――

Fennel blinked twice, three times.

"Are you insane? If you use the power of star reading to your heart's content, you might be punished for the worst, right? And all you get from this negotiation is the veracity of the rumors. If what we brought wasn't parrot-glass, only discouragement and debt would remain."

"Still, he says he doesn't mind. That's all I think it's worth to show this girl the parrot glass!

"Mother..."

Miltier grabbed the sleeve of Talviki's clothes as she swelled her cheeks like a child and put her arms together.

"... ha. You are unscrupulous. It's broken."

Fennel sighs and gets up and goes in the back, after a while, returns with a piece of paper-like stuff.

"Go ahead, Mill"

"Mmm...?

Miltier received and froze its' paper-like '.

That's a precision painting I've never seen before.

And horribly cute, the figure of the seven Hinas.

"Ko, this, is...!?"

"Both this' painting 'and the Hinas have been told by the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce that they don't mind being the worst known, as existence itself is due to be released soon. But it's special, isn't it?

Miltier stares at that 'picture' - the picture - as she eats in.

"Oh, um, scum......!

"What is this painting!? Plus, the colors of these kids... Isn't this Ao Oo Oo Mi Glass!? It's a unique species north of Mount Fefiat!? How come it's not normal Oo Mi Glass!? And what's the white individual!? There's only one, weird!?"

"I can't answer any of your questions. That 'picture' - it's all about photography."

Mirtia looked up at the lid as she stared jiggly at the ohmiglass hinas.

The pungent eyes had an odd glow.

"... Al"

"Yes?"

"These kids... Al brought them...?

――――

Fennel almost said, "Why did you say that?"

But with a thin smile on his face, he succeeded in piercing the silence.

Mothers, on the other hand, are inclined to their little necks.

"Huh? Al, that boring weird kid you're close to? What makes you think that?

"…………………………………………………… Hmm?

The person in question twists his head inexplicably.

Apparently, he doesn't know it himself.

"Well, it's usual for Mill to say strange things, unlike me... More than that, Fennel, the presence of the oak glass came to light here, so just think about it and let these kids meet our kids, okay?

"... Dear Tarbicki, you're coming pretty gooey...... What are you going to use as a negotiating material this time?

"Huh? Nothing? I don't have anything more to hide now, okay? Can I show you something?

"... you have a good personality?

"Don't be so praiseworthy, okay? I can see it."

Tarbicki laughed.