Life with my Little Sister

Against me, the court magician. No, he pulls this one away from Manon and explains it to me.

"As a matter of fact, Mr. Mulherito told me to keep Alt-kun away from Manon."

"Can't you get close? Well, then again, why?

"That girl is the character of this street, because in some cases she ran wild and could have been a battle the moment we met"

…………

Complete the process.

I've just met Two-Sided Up, but I can certainly see the danger.

Even in my position as a Vale magician, I'd hang an arrowhead 'I waited'.

(Is that it? -)

Why did Mr. Filomena choose the path to meet me with this designated 'dangerous goods' girl?

…………

The court magician looks lovingly embracing Zon Heroit's performance tickets.

I mean, you prioritized your personal greed.

Mr. Filomena, who noticed my gaze, shook his head in a panic.

"Wow, I had the mindset to hold them both down if I had to......!

I was going to stop you.

Well, that's good.

"The match with Manon should be set up properly by Master Mulherito. So it's okay to say" show your face "only here, right?

In fact, you can't just suddenly don't pat yourself up here.

Whatever it is, it helps that you don't have to contend right away.

Mr. Filomena seems to be explaining to Manon, 'I'll give you a chance to fight me later'.

She's reluctant, too, but that seems to convince me.

"Uh-huh! It's just a shame we can't fight right now... If you'll make it happen later, well, come on."

Keep it up, you're not going to be putting your arms around the natural.

"Alto is as beautiful as you can see, isn't he?

"... thanks for that one"

In my last life, it wasn't a word I was told.

Even in this world, it's a little complicated.

"So. You mean a position magician, Alto. You're very strong, aren't you?

"The world is funny because that's not so"

Stage magician equals strong.

A living example that says it's not absolutely official.

That's who I am.

"Buh...... eh. What the hell is that? Is that a precaution when you lose to me?

"Strong weakness doesn't always match the outcome of the battle. Strangely enough."

"Hmm? So, for once, you're willing to beat me?

A little different.

My request is to 'slap the nose pillar to break'.

If that's true, then winning or losing is second or third.

…………

If I didn't answer, Manon narrowed his eyes happily to see why.

"It's strange to be alt. I never felt like 'winning', nor was' losing 'weak. Somehow, beyond the battle itself, it feels like we can afford it. You're a better child than me, but you seem to be talking to a nice older man!

Kids are the same age as me.

"Manon. I've already met you face-to-face, so it's time for you to free Alt-kun? He still has things to explain."

I'm sure that's about the example 'target'.

Mr. Mulherito's was in danger, it's fate.

"Huh!? I want to talk more with Alto but no...!

That's right, you're going to rub your body against me and roll out your upper hand.

Oh, yeah.

This girl, you're the 'know you're cute' type of girl.

Alto wants to talk to me more, right?

Manon turning a seductive gaze.

Even though you are a child, call it a boulder.

But I guess it's sad.

Her tone was less than the 'man' of her awe-inspiring friend living in Cyril.

Especially since you are a full-time child star, you should compare it with a pity.

The beauty of the Viscount Baumann's warrant is missing one head, even compared to the other cute kids, isn't it?

So I cut it up crisp.

"I'm also interested in talking about you, but I don't have time for that right now. Somewhere next time, I hope we can talk."

I twisted softly and let go of my body.

"Mmmm...... Have a spare attitude...... But I forgive you because you look good"

Manon, who was pointing his lips, quickly gave a confident look as to whether he was a quick switching child.

"So let's fight later, shall we? And then we can schedule a date, right?

I closed one eye and flew a chubby throwing kiss.

Unlike when François was there, he didn't do anything.

The little magician flips a super mini skirt and runs away.

I'm feeling a little rampant, but I thought he was a total good kid.

"I don't mind Manon, he's a problem child. - But my destiny is" next. "

Mr. Filomena's expression was frightening.

After all, what kind of opponent is my 'target'?

"I don't mean to apologize for the inconvenience -"

Mr. Filomena, who came again to hold his hand, told me the 'back' of this mojo exam.

Says that 'hiring' is going to narrow down considerably from the beginning.

"You're serving Her Royal Highness. If there's only one person who doesn't fit, naturally, I'll drop him off. 'Because I hosted it,' and it doesn't mean I'm forced to hire someone."

"Oh, Cheng Cheng. Is it possible that it will end with zero passes?"

"That's the thing. Additionally, the exam will be done, but it is one of the measures to measure the subject, even if the exam falls, for example, in martial arts, if it is judged to be 'good', it may pass."

For example, someone who can work hard not to give up.

Someone who is honest everywhere.

That's what Mr. Filomena said he was going to see more than the results of the exam.

"Of course, if the results weren't fragrant, it would be impossible in many cases. - Besides, it's a great excuse to drop them."

I mean, I'm a fighter for that pretext.

"It's fast and helpful to understand. Honestly, there are a lot of people who want to drop it."

Somewhere far away, she says.

The "back job" that I was asked to do, I mean, I guess it's a necessary evil.

Obviously playing a weird guy might be important.

(I know Village Daughter personally. I don't want to see that girl get unhappy...)

You can't cloud that girl or that sweet queen.

"Alt-kun. This way, sir."

It was put through, upstairs in the building.

That, by the window.

There, there was something like a telescope.

"This is-"

"You're a tool to see far away. Fine, it's expensive, so please be careful handling it, okay?

Exactly, it seems to be a telescope.

"The person you want to deal with is ahead of you with a peek at this. There are other exams, but they stand out, so you'll soon find out."

"Do you have any characteristics? For example, you have long ears like an elf."

"... it does feature, but why is the example an elf's ear?

Is that okay?

I want to touch you, Elf's ear. I mean, Abel's ears.

"You're a child, so it doesn't matter, but in an elf neighborhood, 'earmania' is considered a form of perversion, so you better be careful, right?

…………

I pretended to be deaf and peered into the telescope.

There are children waiting because they want to take the exam.

(A child with characteristics is alle...!?)

It stands out, so I knew right away.

It's the obvious' heterogeneity '.

Being in a different way.

("White" -!)

The child was white.

It was an odd 'white'.

My sister, for example, would be 'white' if she spoke in overall color.

So is the color of my skin, and my hair is silver.

But that is the whiteness of the general range.

But not the children I saw there.

"... that doesn't mean you're painting something, does it?

"No. He said it was the colour of the ground."

…………

It's milky.

White hair with a pale colour as painted and milky skin.

And a child with red eyes, beautiful.

There's no such thing as growing a tuna or having long ears or having a third eye on your forehead.

Only 'shapes' are human everywhere.

However, as mentioned earlier, only "color" was different.

I stare at him.

Then...

"- Huh!?"

The milky child laughed when he saw "Me".

He said he was aware of it.

But it was a melting grin that took away the hearts of the beholder.