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

Although the trouble has been solved, it seems that we cannot continue the tour like this. We followed Mia's instructions and returned to the castle.

Oniichan

When the three of them left the alley, Nicolas arrived with a message.

Hmm?

"Oniichan didn't see me change my pants, did he?

Yeah, well, I didn't see it.

While I was watching Mia and the piece of paper, it was returning to its current state. Nicolas put her fingers on her jaw to think of my words.

Hmm, didn't you see it?... when that happens, this is going to be a lot of trouble. It's a quantum mechanical interpretation - now my skirt has overlapping pants and unconverted pants. And this won't be confirmed unless oniichan looks inside the skirt. "

"Eh, what do you mean?

I wonder what you're talking about all of a sudden, sister.

This is called Schreddinger's pants at the academy, but oniichan doesn't seem to know it. Now let's go into some more detail. In the quantum world, the state of particles is observed by... "

I see. Yeah, I don't know what's in the skirt. Yeah. "

Honestly, I don't know what you're talking about, but I only know what I want to say that I didn't leak it. I think it would be nice if Nicolas could keep her mind at peace.

I've been living with you since I was a baby in the first place, so I've been watching you change your diapers, and I'm not going to tease you about leaking now.

Fufu, you just have to understand.

Nicola nodded with satisfaction as she was proud and hugged Mia again despite her painful eyes earlier.

Doesn't Mia want to take it off? She walks around with Nicolas wrapped around her waist without saying anything. As you get used to it, it gradually becomes a defocus to wrap around your hips...

Looking at Mia who was being eroded by Nikola with pity, Mia, whose eyes met, grabbed my hand forcefully.

"Shit, you're still a kid, aren't you?

Apparently, they thought I was enviously looking at Nicolas holding her. We hurried to the castle to be dragged by Mia.

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Upon returning to the castle, Mia left us and ran hastily to the guard lockup. I was guided by a servant who was nearby and went to the kitchen to teach me the recipe for potato salad.

Nicolas says she's going to Celine's room. If she still seems to be asleep, please take a nap with her. Although lunch is about to be a good time, it seems that the mental damage is somehow greater when healing is prioritized over appetite.

Break up with Nicolas and enter the wider and more splendid kitchen you've ever seen. The cook who saw my face immediately summoned several colleagues and a recipe class was held while the cooks at the Earl Castle watched.

The cooks are all paying attention to us with their interesting expressions. It seems like a recipe taught by ordinary children like me, but they look forward to this opportunity. I don't know what Trian explained, but I'm under a little bit of pressure.

And there was an unexpected face in it. It's Liane. Liane, whose eyes met mine, looked grumpy.

"My father told me not to leave it to the cook, but to look at Marc's recipe as the representative of my family. Where's Nicola, by the way?

"I was caught in a commotion in town, and I'm not injured, but I'm resting a little."

Liane raised her eyebrows worried about my reply.

"I'm listening. You've been exposed to people... You shouldn't have scared Nicolas. I should have asked your father for more escorts."

An escort. As a matter of course, Mia was an escort, not a watchman. It seems that Mia's rampage caused me to have a crowded opponent.

Liane, who was about to pop into Nicolas's sympathy, stared lightly at me without looking at my face and telling me to get started.

Uh-huh, that's scary. Let's get started without complaining. When I stepped on the counter, I turned to the cooks again.

"Well, let's start with mayonnaise, which is essential for potato salads."

"Mayonnaise...?

The oldest disgusting uncle among the cooks asks me on his behalf. It seems that way for now, so let's assume he's the chef.

Even so, not only the servants but also the cooks are all handsome, and the facial deviation of the men working in this castle is incalculable. I don't want to think about whose hobby it is.

"Yes, mayonnaise is an essential sauce for potato salads"

Either way, this is more laborious than a potato salad. Now, let's start the recipe workshop.