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

Marc's voice is heard from the pale green stone, and the events since he arrived in the village are described.

You grew cucumbers in two days and exchanged them for a living, you developed a forest by yourself and built a house, or you exchanged magic stones taken from lizard monsters for magic tools.

If you think about it normally, you can only think of it as a horrible child delusion. But I also know that she is not a normal child. What is being said is undoubtedly true.

"--Now I can also use dark magic... Phew, I'm sorry, it's almost time to run out of magic. Um, Camilla, would you like to give Pamela my regards?

I put my hand on Pamela's shoulder, sitting on a chair, whispering with my mouth around her ear.

"Look, it's settled down already, right? Answer him properly."

Uh-huh.

Pamela nodded at me with her still slightly moist red eyes and shouted at the big green stone.

"Um, I'm sorry, I suddenly cried... I won't cry anymore. Can I talk to you again?

"Ah, Pamela! Sure, of course. I don't know... sorry? Did I say something wrong?

"Yeah, Marc, it's not bad. I'm just feeling a little lonely...."

"I'm really sorry. I'll be in touch again, so you can come to me anytime, okay?... today there's no magic anymore..."

The stone that emitted the green light at the end of the word returned to a mere stone. It's really strange that you can make calls in distant towns and villages. I have never seen or heard of any customer before.

"I wonder if Mark hated me...."

When Pamela rolled her hands on her lap, she cried out a sinking voice. This is an empty room in an inn run by Marc and Nicolas' parents. When Pamela and Marc started talking, Delica went to work in the cafeteria, so now it's just the two of us.

"Fufu, it's okay. You know how sweet she is, don't you?

"Mmm...."

Then my eyes and cheeks became slightly red. I think it is very cute to see this child's face right away.

"Well, I know how Pamela feels. Marc seems to be having fun without herself, and she tells stories about other girls. And when I heard that, I felt disgusted, and I felt disgusted and wept, didn't I?

"Mom, how do you know?

Pamela, who was lying down, pointed her red eyes at me in surprise.

"Fufu, I get it. It's your mother's. I've had similar experiences once or twice, haven't I?

"That's right...."

"But, Pamela. It's not good that you put that feeling out there. A good woman always has to be steadfast."

"Yeah, sorry."

When Pamela dropped her shoulders again, a beautiful blue hair resembling mine flowed from her shoulders.

"You can't help apologizing to me. Besides, you can't let Marc apologize any more. I don't want you to be such a woman.... and, Pamela. Listening to Marc earlier, do you know what you're going to do?

"... uh, do your magic best?

Pamela answered while leaning her neck.

"Fufu, that's right. But that's not enough. You heard me, right? What Marc has been learning since he went on his journey by watching and listening to various things."

"Yeah."

"That's why you have to polish yourself like Mark. Magic, study, fashion, work? I'm sure the next time we meet, Marc will be much older than the last time we met. If you want Marc to like you, you have to try harder than ever to become a woman that matches Marc.

Pamela listened to me with a little confidence, but she raised her voice as she looked at me closely.

"... yeah, I'll do my best!

"Okay, so when we get back, let Edda watch and practice serving customers. I debuted when I was twelve, but I think you can debut sooner."

"I wonder if I can do it. I may not be confident....."

Pamela lowers her eyebrows as she squeezes her chest. I burst out unexpectedly.

"Fufufu, I'm your mother's child, so I'm going to grow up even more. Don't worry, I promise."

Women who know love grow up fast. Pamela tended to pull herself home, but I think Marc has grown up as a woman since she got to know her.

Nevertheless, the opponent is a child who can be said to be a god child, and also a nibutin. It will certainly be a tough opponent.

I still want to support Pamela's love so that she can continue walking forward. I don't know the end of a love affair with me, but I'm sure this child won't have an unhappy life.

Well then, I'll say hello to Marc's parents and then I'll go home.

When I put the stone in a leather bag and held it in my hand, I opened the door of the room laughing at my beloved daughter, who still held her chest with confidence.