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

"Winter?

As I walked beside Tori, who guided the men, I asked the parrot back.

"Oh, not this year's... but next year and beyond. Every year, at this time of year, villagers cut trees and stockpile firewood for fireplaces."

"Isn't that what you prepare for yourself?

The celline and ester houses also have wooden shelves in the backyard, which are packed with plenty of firewood. As far as I know, there seems to be no other family that can't prepare firewood.

"Of course, I'll prepare it myself. But sometimes it's fucking cold in this area, and my own firewood isn't enough. That's why we stockpile firewood as a shared resource for the village just in case. Well, even if winter passes without any trouble, in the spring, the peddlers will trade you for money and materials. It's a shared property of the village, and it doesn't hurt."

It is certainly a little colder around here than in the town where I live. I've heard that there will be snow in winter, and I'd like to leave the village before that happens, if possible.

"Huhaha! And this year, this magic equipment laboratory was chosen for its honorable felling site! Tori, thank you!

"It's awful."

Tori answers Deal's words as he looks in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

I see. I've heard that Deal is at the centre of the development of the village, but I wonder how Deal can control the villagers he likes.

Apparently, systematic logging is spreading the land. I'm not sure if Deal is as good or as capable as ever.

"Yes, I'll make some preserved food after I make firewood. Well, that sounds like it."

As Tori remembered, he glanced at the legion sheep.... oh, is that what that is?

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Well, let's get started. Grandpa Tori, are we good around here?

The old man in the back is more of an axe than an axe. I put the product on my shoulders and walked forward.

"Oh, there's no problem around here. Please do as you please."

"Okay. All right, here we go!

"Oooh!

With that voice, the gutless men mounted on the surrounding trees in pairs and began to shake their axes at once. Cachon, cachon and the surrounding noise sounds soothing, but the men's faces are serious.

The men mixed up and Norwell, with his slender body, waved an ax. Even though this is not a battle axe, if you throw a fine axe into a tree with a familiar hand, deep cuts will be engraved into its trunk. It doesn't look like you're putting your strength into it. Skilled technique is amazing.

After a while watching the felling of the men, I was surprised to hear the wild man's voice. The Lord of Voices is that battle axe man.

"We're going down!"

Then the tree near the man fell slowly to the forest opposite the square, making a noise. Upon confirming that the tree had fallen completely, the man immediately moved on to the felling of the other man and the adjacent tree.

Oh? Well, you don't use magic for logging, do you? If it's wind magic, I think I'll be able to cut my spare. Deal, who is about to show off his magic with a silly laugh, is next to me looking at the logging work with his arms around him.

"Doesn't Deal do logging?

"Mm-hmm. I've got work to do. We can't waste magic! Kids are the ones who can contribute to the development with the wind edge I taught them! Fuhahahaha!"

"Hmm, I'm going to blow up the trees, so I'll take a tour for now."

"Fuhaha! Not yet! If I care, I can knock down trees and cut them all in the same direction! It's a shame I can't be an example to my apprentice! Fuhahahaha!"

This is how Deal looks, and Celine seemed to be dealing with magic at first sight. I don't want to lose the magic amount, but when it comes to delicate control, I feel inferior to a skilled person.

... but the wind is magical. If I had supplied Esther with magic sooner, I would have treated her a little better.

Even as I sighed at what I had no choice but to think about it now, the men kept cutting the trees silently.

The muscles of Mukimuki float with sweat, surrounded by a tall and wild sound of an axe throwing into the tree. I switched my mood and decided to visit the logging operation again.

I suddenly heard such a cute voice in the world of old Mukimkim-mun. Nicola's story.

"Oniichan, I'm watching you eagerly, but oniichan..."

"Hee? No, stop it. I'm normal."

"It's okay, it's okay. Now that I'm respectful of something and tolerance, I want to firmly accept oniichan's preferences. But it doesn't suit my hobbies, so it's only when I'm gone - hah!

Nicolas suddenly noticed something with a stunned expression.

Speaking of oniichan's callsign, the possibility of awakening to both swords by my cuteness is well thought out. If that's the case, it'll be a hassle... perhaps the leisurely parasitic life I dream of, just because oniichan is BL, doesn't it just collapse away...? This tastes bad! If oniichan doesn't really like girls, my life design... This is a fait accompli that has to be done with Celine. "

Will you stop that, too? Anyway, I'm normal. "

Really? Mukimuki, can you swear you weren't crazy about your old man? I was looking at the old people with hot eyes. "

Um, it's fun to see this kind of work as usual. You don't have that kind of stuff?

Then Nicolas had a nice look on her face.

"Nothing...? I admire that you've learned my intentions on your own, and when you come back from playing, you've completed what you wanted. It doesn't matter how it's done! That's what the great vampire said."

Ah, yes......

For now, if oniichan is normal, that's fine.... ah, it looks like we're starting something. "

Beyond Nicolas's gaze, an uncle who was watching the work with us sometime drowned at the logging site. Next to it stands a chain of legion sheets. What the hell are we going to do now?