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

After saying a few words to Gil, he went back to the kitchen and was called to Eda.

Marie-chan, it's time to take a break.

"I'm not tired. I'm fine."

"No way. I have to put on some makeup."

Edda looked me in the face and said. Hmm, I don't need a break, but I feel like I have to do makeup repair or something. I'd really like to avoid finding out about women's clothes.

If that's the case, I think I should go.

"Welcome. Let the kid in the waiting room do the makeup."

"Yes."

I headed to the waiting room as Edda told me.

Now that oneesan is fully mobilized on the rooftop, the waiting room was almost rattled with just a few people on break.

Nicolas was lying on a bench while her long-haired sister put her lap pillow on. I don't know if I'm asleep or awake, but I'm sure my face is melting. Honestly, I'm a little jealous.

"Um, I came to take a break and get my makeup back, but could someone please give me some makeup?"

Yes, yes, I will do it.

It seems that my makeup is just finished, and my sister, who has just closed the makeup box in front of the mirror, ran for it. When I look at her face, she is a young and very cheeky sister who responded to me before the evening opening.

"Fufu, I thought you'd have the qualities to be cute from the moment you met me. I'll make you a girl more than your sister!

"No, I just need you to fix something that's about to collapse."

"Really? I'm sorry, then sit here."

Onee-san pounded on the chair next to her seat.

When I disturbed her next door, onee-san opened the makeup box again and started applying makeup as she approached me.

The smell of sweet perfume on the wipe tickles my nose. I smell the same perfume as Camila. And something soft hits my arm. Do you even have fresh mochi? It feels so good.

"I'll do it around your eyes, so just close your eyes for a second."

When I closed my eyes as I was told, I felt as if the tiredness I had experienced had come down. Apparently I was a lot tired, too.

After a while, oneechan turned around behind me, and the soft stuff caught my neck.

The neck is wrapped in a soft, warm thing with a sweet smell from the surroundings. When I closed my eyes and felt just that, I began to get drowsy. I think I can open my eyes because it looks like my eyes are already closed, but I didn't feel like opening them. The makeup brush that tickles my cheeks also makes me drowsy.

Hmm? If you're sleepy, you can go to sleep. "

"... fuah"

I lost consciousness here.

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― ― When I opened my eyes, half of the vision in front of me was covered with ceilings and half with mountains. Looks like I'm sleeping on my back. There is something soft and warm on the back of the head.

"... how long have I been asleep?

"Fufu, ohaye. We're still on break. You can sleep a little longer."

Hey, the mountains talked! No, it's not a mountain, it's oneechan's breast. I knew it.

Apparently, I was completely asleep and my sister, who was lying on a chair, put her lap pillow on.

"No, it's going to happen."

Unfortunately, I slipped out of the peach country between my thighs and chest and got out of the chair.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep even though you were wearing makeup."

"Yeah, it's okay. No, I remember my parents' sister."

I wanted him to be my brother. Oneesan carefully brushes my wig and nods as she stares at her face.

"Okay, you're all right. Good luck with your work!

Onee-san slaps me on the back and sends me out. I thanked my sister and left the dressing room.

I was aiming for Big Tits Onee-san....

I heard a wave of evil thoughts, but it must be my fault.

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I feel that my body's tingling has improved since I took a nap. While I was working hard, half of the time the soldiers were expecting to stay was over. The potato salad with hidden balls is supposed to be served around here.

I just shared the potato salad with Pamela and took it out of the item box and headed to the rooftop.

The soldiers on the rooftop seem to be enjoying a conversation with their sisters with alcohol, but the seeds of the conversation don't always run out. I would be glad if you could help me with the potato salad.

I'm going to distribute the potato salad from the back table and Pamela from the front.

At the table with Morrison and Camilla in the deepest corner, there was a man sitting beside Camilla who had never seen Morrison before. Probably changed seats on the way.

"Excuse me."

When I placed a potato salad on the table and somehow looked at the man, the other soldiers did not have the thin silver bracelet on their left wrist. I thought it was a soldier's dog tag, but isn't it?

I looked up at the man's face without thinking. He's a handsome blonde with no manners. I'm younger than Morrison, but I'm probably over thirty.

Then I met a handsome man. Oops, that's rude. Leave the table and finish distributing the potato salad to the surrounding table. And when I tried to turn back from the rooftop, I heard voices from the handsome table.

"Miss Camilla, won't she give me a seat?

What are you talking about? Looking back unexpectedly, I looked at the handsome table. Camilla answers her apologies.

"I'm sorry, I'm still an apprentice...."

That's right, that's right. Why should I have a man present? [M] Above all, what are you going to do when you come to a store like this and talk to an eight-year-old?

"That's right. But even if you look coarse, I won't hurt you, I swear. So let me talk to you for a second."

"If that's the case... Marie-chan, please."

Camilla fell lightly. I wanted you to stick a little more.

I would like an eight-year-old child to stop pretending to be no more reckless, but I can't help it if it is the intention of the shopkeeper and the customer. I sat beside the good-looking man in reluctance.