I’m the White Pig Nobleman, but With the Memories of My Previous Life, I’ll Raise My Little Brother

After I got back from the city and the next day, it was hard for Leggles to keep an eye on me everywhere I went.

Anyway, I arrived to go to the bathroom or take a bath, and I would just sit in front of the door and ask, "No, I'm here? I'm not going out."

With a little horror, I thought my belly meat would fall off. It was an illusion, though.

But also, after Yuansan helped me with the vegetable garden, Leggles gave you a little ear beating, and then there was no follow-up, and I stopped coming to the bathroom or bathroom.

Instead they started saying, "Good luck, don't hang in there," with a crisp face that doesn't look like an eye-catching toddler, what should I do? Is it a diet, is it?

And the next morning, sunny weather.

Finally, the day has come to go to Empire City! Applause!

I was supposed to leave before noon and meet you at the front door of the mansion at 10: 00, but I don't even have a horse without a carriage.

I wonder what's going on?

Standing blurry, the doors of the front door opened and Dr. Romanov offered his hand.

"Come on, I'll go. Please get caught properly."

"Huh? Ya, Doctor, no carriage, no horse. How...?

"We use metastatic magic."

"Metastatic magic!?

Fantasy, here comes this!

Hold the hand of the teacher who was offered no hesitation. Then the teacher grinned.

"Have you forgotten anything? The pennies are properly in the waist pouch, aren't they?

"Yes, I'm fine"

"Metastatic magic is a form of spatial magic that consumes a lot of magic, but when you close your eyes and open them again, you're already in the capital."

"Wow, wow..."

"It's convenient for that, you can fly anywhere you go once. But all of a sudden, when two people move in the middle of the Empire, it becomes noise, so I move to my friend's house in the Empire."

"Huh? Well, a souvenir or something..."

Shit, I'm not ready for anything!?

The wink flew from the vaccine corn and beauty elves as they awoke.

Something really kills me a lot lately.

Looking a little far-flung, the teacher shoves something into his waist porch.

"Mr. Rottenmeyer asked me to get you ready, so you'll be fine."

"Er... what did you get into now...?

"It is a cold breeze of steamed eggs prepared by the chef."

"What...!? Isn't that a menu I haven't eaten yet either!?

"I did it. You win."

I want a cold tea bowl steamed, too.

When it swells a little, it picks an airy cheek pepper.

"Well, Phoenix, why don't you eat when you get home?"

"Well, it is"

"Then you'll fly by saying so!

"Huh!?

When I wondered if Dr. Gyu had held both hands, I felt like my body could pull me up all the time, and I accidentally meditated on my eyes.

Only a few seconds later, Dr. Romanov's voice descended from overhead.

"Open your eyes now. It's okay, because we're here"

"... to?

Slowly open the lid that was tightly closed.

What I felt was not the prickly light characteristic of the summer sun, but a soft, enveloping orange light.

Gradually visible are bookshelves lined with lots of books and carpets that would have been woven with elaborate design. Then there was a polished candy desk and a piece of paper scattered across the feather pen. I picked it up. There were several straight lines drawn into pairs in five.

"Five Line Spectrum......!?

"Oh, did you know"

"Yes! This is a piece of paper that writes scores to use for music, right?!?

"Yes, I am."

"I said I have this... could it... could it...!?

Isn't this the mansion of one who likes music, or more importantly composes!?

Dr Romanov nods with a gentle smile as he blocks my mouth with his index finger as he tries to ask.

"The landlord here is an unusual one, but if I let him play the instrument, he says there's nothing lined up between East and West now."

"Is such an awesome one and teacher your friend!?

"Yes. No, I'm only as bright on that side as' that's what you said when you said it 'too. But somehow you can see how great he plays and songs."

"Ha ha, I knew Dr. Romanov was a great Mr. Elf"

"You don't eat for dragon killers, but you eat for music, you boulder phoenix butterfly"

"Uh..."

'Cause I've never seen a dragon or anything.

Music more familiar to me is definitely intriguing.

Moving away, the teacher showed signs of sneaking laughter.

"Well, that would be good. Then let's go say hello to the landlord."

"Well, I must say hello and thank you."

"For once, I'm letting you know I'm coming, but I'm not letting you know how much time I have."

With that said, I know what to do and head to the exit of the room where I stepped down. When I opened the door with my hands on the knob, I knew I would go out into a well-polished flooring hallway.

Apparently building, the room that came out is upstairs. There's a staircase right down there.

If Dr. Romanov pulled my hand and approached the stairs, I could hear only a few of the people screaming.

The teacher places his index finger firmly against his lips.

"So to you..."

"Nah...... sooo!?... Me... who...!?

One is the male voice of cracking and softening, the other is the female gold cut.

When I think it's a crazy talking fight, Dr. Romanov wrinkles between his eyebrows.

"Hmm, I guess I'm here at a bad time"

"Um, are you rubbing something?

"Rubbing or unilaterally stuffed"

"Uh... does it feel like you should be free?

"No, it doesn't look like a man or woman has a reason, and I wonder if I could go out of my way here and thank him"

"... why don't men and women speak for themselves?"

"Because Elf's ears are hell's ears"

I was told with a firm face, but isn't that a big deal?

With a subtle face, Dr. Romanov walks down the stairs without worrying about my confusion or anything. I'm supposed to get off naturally because I'm being held back.

Tonton and I went down rhythmically, they said it was an entrance, and I saw two people.

One is in the pointed ear, just like Dr. Romanoff's, in the green eye shape of a long skinny body with three long golden hairs knitted together loosely, and the other is in a Rococo style or a robe à la Frances, a fox-eyed beauty in a shaped dress that is tightened with a corset and the skirt becomes wider in the pannier. The cut of gold is probably here.

"Hey, excuse me, Vicha"

Without reading the air wonderfully, when Dr. Romanov speaks to the elves and bumpy men, the beauty of the fox-eyed is sure to connect. Scary.

But without such a beautiful woman, the elf man - whom the teacher called Vicha - dazzled his eyes and jumped at Dr. Romanov.

"Oh Arryosha!? I've been waiting for you!

It is the poison of the eye that shapes the super sparkling smile. Finally, the anger emanating from my fox-eyed sister grows stronger and stronger.

And yet, I don't mean I can't read the air, I don't know if I'm willing to, but suddenly when I found myself holding hands with Dr. Romanoff, I hugged him for intimacy.

"You're the one! I've been waiting for you! Let me hear you sing!

Please don't, the weak white pig is dying of all sorts.

Who's "Ah Tan"?