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

I built a reservoir to show you magic.

Bye!

Pamela opens her mouth in surprise as she removes the chopping board, fork, knife, and dish from the item box one after the other. I thought the face looked just like the face of Camilla I saw when I made the table.

"Wow... Is that magic?

"Is it magic? It's called an item box."

Put two more white breads and two Dad's special hot hamburgers on the cutting board.

Then he put a knife in the bread, sandwiched the hamburger and put it on the plate, and put it in front of the still stunned Pamela.

"Yes, please."

"Ah, yes, I'll take it..."

Pamela carefully grabs the hamburger sandwich with both hands when she pardons. You must have remembered your manners. It's kind of funny.

And eat hamburger sandwiches with Pamela. Yeah, it's delicious today. Speak to Pamela while eating.

"Can Pamela use any magic?

I can use a little water magic.

Pamela puts one hand on her glass after drinking the juice. Then the water came out slightly from my fingertips and was poured into the glass.

"Mom's better at it."

Pamela answers with a little pride. Are you good at water magic? Does it have anything to do with the water business? No.

"Marc, can you use water magic?

I can use it ~

I put a little water in my glass the same way. I'm not going to be so popular as to put plenty of water in here and make a face.

"Is there anything else I can use?

Pamela listened with interest. I've always talked to you, but I'm glad you came here and started talking to me from Pamela. It's magical to be the thread of conversation with a strange girl. All right, let's stretch it out a little.

Well then, I'll show you a little bit.

When I concentrated, I used light magic to create a sphere of light at my fingertips and threw it into a glass container with lots of ice that had been completely left behind when I first used it on juice.

Then the ice and glass passed through the light irregularly, emitting a blurry light on the dark walls of the shop. As the light fills the store, the red light bulb, green light bulb, and blue light bulb are thrown into the container.

And as you slowly move each in the glass container, the light of that mysterious hue rushes around the room. It was as if the whole room had become a kaleidoscope.

"Amazing... beautiful..."

Pamela murmured as if she had been fascinated by the fantastic landscape for a while. And he talks quietly to me.

"... I thought all the boys were scared, but Mark, you're not."

"Yeah? Yeah, I'm not scared."

No eight-year-old will be as scared as I am. After all, I have a memory of my previous life.

Considering that, Jack's case is wholly bad, but there is no room for sympathy.

I didn't bully girls in my previous life, but I still remembered and regretted things once or twice since I was old. It is very difficult to live a clean and correct life from childhood. When I thought about it, I felt a little bit like defending Jack.

"Well, even if it's Jack, I'm not going to say I forgive him because Jack is bad. When you mess with a cute girl, it happens to stupid men. That's why you shouldn't worry too much about Pamela."

When I cut it out like that, Pamela sharpened her mouth.

"So, Marc, you don't think I'm cute?

"Ah, no, that's not what I meant. See, I can do it well, or is it a mature spirit?

As he excused himself in a bit of a hurry, Pamela broke her mouth.

"Joke."

That's what I said and laughed.

Oops, oniisan took one. It seems like I totally figured out how to tell a joke. After all, magic is amazing. It's YMS.

Afterwards, I continued to have a conversation while eating hamburger sandwiches, and when I finished eating, I was a little relaxed, and all of a sudden the door at the back door opened and the daytime light came in.

"I'm sorry, it took a while to talk to you.... oh, did you finish your lunch? I thought I'd have something to treat you."

Camilla, who approached us with the door open, noticed that the meal was somehow finished, even though the cleaning was finished and there was nothing on the table.

Strangely enough, Pamela looked at me and noticed something, wiping her mouth with a handkerchief that she took out of her pocket. Apparently there was a hamburger ketchup on it.

"Oh, thank you."

"Yeah."

After finishing the handkerchief, Pamela leaned down with a little light. Camilla saw it.

"Oh, you've gotten along pretty well for a while. Is Marc talented besides magic?... and later."

Camilla shook her head and continued her words.

"Er, Mark, will you help me with my shop on the Lord's inspection day in a week?

What, you want me to be a host?