Doing Something with my ‘Angel’ Little Sister in Another World

"Rooftop....."

Gil and Camilla open their mouths simultaneously.

Camilla sits on a nearby sofa and pulls my hand in her pocket without saying anything. And I started thinking with my chin on the back of my head, holding me from behind.

From the other side, it may be like holding it around, but it is soft and smells good, and this one feels very good. Thank you very much.

Above her head, Camila whispers, "The safety side...", "The type of food...", "The number of guests..."

A rooftop beer garden, as I said in my previous life.

They say it started in Japan with an event where a reserved guest who rented out a beer couldn't get into the beer hall and let go of the rooftop and behaved like a beer. I remember that senpai who went to the rooftop beer garden for a drink was talking about that kind of poop.

I think there is some connection with this case, but this is a night shop, so I don't think I can go to Wye and Beer with one hand, and I don't know what will happen. After all, it's a child's bullshit, so I think adults who hear bullshit should judge it as they like.

"Thank you, Marc. My thoughts come together that way. Hey, Mr. Gill, can you take a look at the rooftop?

Camila, who had been thinking about it for a while, lifted her hands to my sides and made her stand by the sofa from her pocket. Unfortunately, I can't help it. And led us to the back of the store.

When Camilla opened the door at the back, it was a small garden. Feeling dazzled by the sudden change in daylight from the dim interior, he looks at the garden with his hands over his eyes.

Surrounded by walls on the left and right side of the garden, there was a place near the wall that looked like a store. Behind the garden you can see a small flower bed and a private house. Does Camilla live in that house?

Looking at the garden for a while, he noticed Camilla climbing a stone staircase next to the shop door and chased after her in a hurry.

And Camilla, Gil, I was climbing the stairs, but when I looked at Gil's side, I looked at Camilla's buttocks. Grandpa is still active, right? My eyes are tingling, but I couldn't hide the looseness around my mouth.

Speaking of which, what is the relationship between these two? Just a shopkeeper and a customer? Or mistress?... well, either way.

I arrived on the roof while I was thinking about it.

Looking around the rooftop, nothing was placed on the side facing the boulevard in front of the store, but on the side facing the backyard was a drying rod and a rod holder so that they could not be seen from the boulevard. It would be a consideration to avoid showing the feeling of life as much as possible. It's probably a shop selling dreams.

And as for the view from the rooftop, it was originally a bungalow building, so the height wasn't that high, but it looked better than I thought, as it was facing the boulevard.

Besides, I'm glad the shops next door aren't higher than the rooftops here. If the surroundings were surrounded by two or three storeys, they would have felt a sense of oppression.

Gil walks his arms around looking around.

"Hmm, maybe the scenery isn't so bad. But I'm a little worried about the height of the wall that surrounds the roof."

Originally, this rooftop was only used to dry laundry, and safety was not considered much. The wall surrounding the edge of the roof was less than one meter high.

"Looks like the wall is low..."

Gil, who was wandering around the wall, murmured as he walked towards us. I stared at Gil, too.

"You might fall down with a soft applause....."

Gil kept murmuring. I put my index finger in my mouth and leaned my pretty neck. Looking at each other for a while.....

"Marc boy, please!

Gil banged his hands to worship me.

To be honest, I was itching to try a lot of magic, but Gil, who asked me a favor, was unusual and made fun of me a little bit.

"Yeah, sure!

When I answer Gil that way, I'll go back to Camilla.

"Oneesan Camilla. I'd like to magically renovate the rooftop a little bit, but would you mind?