The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels

When the age of the wizard Soaran numbered ten and a little.

"Ugh."

"Come on. Tell me. Come on, baby."

"Ahpu."

"I wonder if it's still difficult"

"Bu."

As usual, Soaran, who visited the mansion where her fiancée fantion lived, was eager to teach her sister, the baby, 'stay.'

She's growing up to look different every time she visits, sure, she should be a year old in a while. She was all I could do when I first met her was lie down, but now I can also 'sit down'. It is a brilliant development that only seems genius.

A carpet for my sister is laid on the corner of the fancy room, on which ground-foot is forbidden. Soaran fell asleep there, gazed and said again.

"Come on. Say it."

"Ah."

But it still didn't come through, drooling, laughing again.

The baby himself doesn't seem to be interested in Soaran's words in the first place, being carried and rocked by his sister's user-spider stuffed animal, abased and in a mood.

He's somewhat curious about the spider's, busily moving legs. Eventually she couldn't stand it, holding one of her legs clasped it in her mouth. Is the spider commanded primarily not to "resist," he also grows up in the act, but it seems disgusting to be licked by a baby, with a fine voice, cum, and ringing.

But.

Soaran put his hand on his chin and roared. I want my adorable sister-in-law to call me 'brother-in-law' ASAP - get up, look back on your knees, and ask for your opinion.

"Yeah. I guess it's still easier to say 'no to' or something. What do you think, fantion?

"I don't think I care"

Sitting in a chair looking back is the most adorable person in the world, my sister. Even so, this one is such an unscrupulous attitude.

Says he was experimenting with something late last night, and he hasn't finished summing it up yet. Today, my fiancée 'looks' like she only looked at me when I greeted her, and when I came to the room, she said, "You can play with 'it', so be quiet," but quickly, or I lifted up a bunch of paperwork and entered my world.

Nevertheless, it seems like a lot of fun to get to your desk and do your writing. It also reassured my mind that Soaran was in Soaran and that he was having a peaceful time in this mansion where he could accept himself as he was, even if his fiancée had decided to leave him.

A growing baby every time we meet and a fiancée who stays the same every time. With a bitter smile, sigh, he said.

Tsk, tsk.

- Look, one of the spider's legs was on Soaran's knees.

"Hmm?"

I don't have to ask what's going on, and I can quickly find out why. Three of the eight spider legs are caved in with moisture and bite marks. Blue eyes like lapis lazuli were looking up at Soaran like he was asking for help.

And the lips of those tense stuffed animals were trying the fourth one as early as possible. By the way, I've already kept my fifth one on my left. I can't believe this kid is a genius - not a genius - and he can get ready as soon as possible to think about the next thing.

"Because Charles doesn't like it. Stop it for you."

Take away the spider's feet from his little hands, from his lips. Unrestrained stuffed animals escaped instantly and hid behind Soaran's back.

And when she got shabby, she stared at Soaran. Plumpy white eyes with no congestion. Round, curly eyes. What are you thinking with that little head, staring at him who will be your brother-in-law in the future - and.

Pompous.

I said.

"To"

……… this.

I guess this is exactly what you would say when a shock runs all over your body. Your prayers are clear!

Soaran held the baby and stood up in a hurry, running to her fiancée in the shoes she had placed beside the carpet. Grab her shoulder with your left hand and move it wide, calling her name.

"Fansion! Fansion!!

…………

"Fa!! N!! Sho!! N!!"

"... what. Shut up."

It seemed like I was trying to decide to ignore it, but after a few persistent repetitions, I finally noticed and turned this way. The expression and voice color clearly seem uncomfortable, but Soaran's emotion, gratitude and expensiveness don't make him fall off like that!

"Did you hear that? Now, now, she is!! You called me," Ouch! "

"There's no way you're calling me."

"I called you! You just weren't listening!

"There's no way a little baby like that could talk."

"No, I talked. I really did. You don't believe me, do you? What a terrible sister. Totally my parents' faces looked at it -"

"Shut up."

"Yabu"

I had a pretty heavy fist on my flank and my breath leaked. Avoid just removing the girlfriend you held, even if it is mean. In case you don't take it, I'll also tell the underfoot user demon who's rushing to measure his position, "It's okay".

Teng himself, who saw a positive fist thrust, sighed at all.

"What is' talked ah '? Your brother's sister is in a good mood today, even though she's finally got her upper teeth, so if she talks about it, she won't feel well."

"Eh, back in the day, I was just finally growing my lower teeth... oh, it's true"

I touch my cheek, trying to look in my mouth. Whether it was tickling to be touched on the cheek or fun to have it set up, hiccup, hiccup raised his voice, just moving his limbs.

She's right, there's a white peek in her upper gums that shouldn't have been anything during her last visit. It's definite growth.

"But is it the gums that itch because of it? Recently, when I took my eyes off, I snapped Shull's leg. I'm in trouble."

"Isn't it quite genius that no one taught you how to raw a bunch of teeth?

"I wonder if Lyan's teeth were the type that wouldn't have grown if he hadn't been aware"

This child is still a prodigy, as opposed to Soaran, who throws up in a frivolous manner. I just shook my wear that I couldn't convey this emotion or that I couldn't stay with you.

Meanwhile, Soaran fell asleep on the carpet again. It sucks for my fiancée to behave in her house, but the fantion won't be disappointed with Soaran for that extent. Either that or...

"I knew the little one was cute, right? Animals and humans. Isn't that good? It's amazing how cute it is to stare up at you strangely, and it feels like a cute frontier that you have to protect your hair, your hands, your toys, your sounds, everything."

"Ugh, ru, sa, i"

Speaking in a low voice detached from each sound, Soaran immediately closed his mouth.

Though she will not be disappointed by Soaran's, fiancée's and other unusual manoeuvres and behaviors, she will not forgive her if she is interrupted in her work.

Waking up and peeking, she was copying something on another form, checking her running notes. Probably from the experimental results from last night, I'm writing up a stronghold. While working, the fantion complained once again, frustrated.

"How many times do I have to tell you I'm cute? Shut up."

Looking at that grumpy side, I think.... possibly.

"Are you kidding me?

"You think so?

"I don't think so"

I've asked, but the truth is, I don't have that many dreams about my fiancée. I don't even think this girlfriend would do such a mess. So if you shake your wear honestly, that still seemed to be the hit. To Soaran's answer, the fantion restarted the writing by telling him "Exactly" if he was somewhat heartbroken.

... I didn't seem angry from the bottom of my heart in the first place. He moves the pen, and now he goes along with the story.

"If the child is so cute, I wish Lyan could have had it himself"

"What can you give birth to? A man can't have children."

answer, and then I imagined a lot of

"Fancion Eh"

"Let's tie him up and hang him in a garden tree."

When Soaran dyed her cheeks, the lady returned a rash of tongues and curses. Then the wrinkles between the eyebrows also grew deeper with a subtle momentum.

I briefly apologized and pardoned before continuing the conversation. Kids.

"... Can't you still imagine where I'm going to be a father"

"To say with your fiancée in front of you?

Soaran thinks he will be told in a frightened voice, but he won't be able to do it either.

Being with you as your fiancée means that you will eventually marry and have children. But just as I become a father, so is where she becomes a mother, I still can't imagine.

"Then I wonder if you don't."

"I mean, in my case, I can't imagine a picture of us becoming a couple."

"That's an odd encounter. Me, too."

I don't hate it, and we can't care for each other, but the sight of holding a child in our arms and smiling at each other shouldn't seem to suit either of us.

The fantion put a pen on his desk - thrown it loose. Did you get a separation, or did you give up the work? I turned this way, keeping my center of gravity on my back and leaning back.

"So you said it first." Until the way I want to live, I want you to stay with me. "

"Yeah......"

That's good, too, I don't know. I don't even know if the day will come when I will know. Soaran fell asleep on the carpet again and put his arms behind his head.

White, look up at the far ceiling, thought-provoking. Before I met her, the days when no one was alone to listen to me, just to be planted with the knowledge I needed. Though I think the way I've lived since I met her back then has been quite a blessing.

But I'm sure that's not what she's trying to say.

What is the way of life you want?

"I wonder what it is. I'm happy when I hit it and I'm looking at something cute. I am."

"Yes."

Cute stuff - for example, with little hands, with babies pounding big balls? Looks like my hand hit something odd, and the ball rolled toward Soaran. When Soaran receives the ball, he also loosens his cheeks happily. What a genius this kid is to learn to play catchball already at this age!