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

An unexpectedly open eye shows Igor, who also opened his eyes.

No, I, I promised you that?

I spit it out as the shock my heart was, "Huh?," he said, in a voice without any twists.

"Huh? What... Huh?

"Oh, no, I, I don't remember saying that...?

"Is that it? Really?

"Yes......"

Why not.

I don't understand the translation, and I will tell Igor the story of you as a princess.

Then, "Ah..." said Igor, holding his forehead, looking up to heaven.

"Um, maybe there's one person out there who can read the score or read the dialogue if you're well-educated, around saying that if you get rich, there's also people out there who drop money on the play, and if you enrich your territory, it's 'Mi-ju Karu'? You assumed you'd invest in that. Because Baihua is highly conjectured."

Haha -... and a dry laugh echoes in the temple.

I mean, does that mean I have to do it?

To that question, Master Igor shook his head sideways.

"Do you think it's a promise, so you have an obligation to work hard, but no obligation to fulfill?

"Er...?

"Well, so if you try to enrich your territory and increase your literacy rate... yeah... maybe..."

"... why are you being distracted?

"'Cause it's Baihua, right?

You mean if you fail to make an effort, there will be thunder.

I look to heaven for a response that is going to be white eyed.

But if it's going to be rich and entertaining, I do want to see a musical, too. More importantly, I'd like to see a play or review of "The Garden of Tsubaki".

What we need is a school, or an education, after all.

"Conservatory......"

"Hmm?"

"If we can have a conservatory, and it's rich enough to attract students there, and education is popular, we might be able to show you what you want to see, Princess."

"Yeah, well, don't worry about it, come on"

"Yes!"

If you snort, you can stroke your head again.

Even if you don't live long, Leggles, it should have been worth living.

Nature and mouth angle increase.

and was foreclosed by Igor.

"When it comes to weak soul-body connections, leave it to Baihua. I have more experts on souls than I do, so I'm going to talk to you."

"Soul expert, is it?

"Yeah. If it's a physical disease, it's my realm, but your disease -- soul sickness is a disease of the soul. You'd better ask him that way."

A gentle hand combs my hair.

When Igor's body floats in the universe fluttering, the light comes from the ceiling, as it did when he came.

I guess I'll be home, when the soft phosphorescent wrapped its body, my gaze stopped on my waist porch all the time.

"Phoenix. You're like that bracelet, what?

"Bracelet, is it?

What is it, did you put something in it?

Touching the waist pouch, a status board appeared, where it was mixed with handkerchiefs and pockets and 'misangas'.

Is this the bracelet?

When I took it out and showed it to you, Master Igor took it and looked at it with a shine.

"Is this... embroidered yarn or something knitting?

"Yes, you can change the yarn thinness, thickness, and knitting order to create a variety of patterns."

"Well, I'll take it instead of a bowl of clothes."

"Huh? Oh, if that's what you want..."

"Yeah, this is fashionable."

Dye your fuzzy round cheeks rosy and watch Misanga.

With that being said, is another skill/superior skill that I have developed an arrowhead to protect this person?

When I tried to ask, I was quietly shaken by the denial system.

"No. I mean, you, you made something in front of Baihua. It's about Baihua, didn't you praise it in a way you don't know if you're praising it? Before God, if you show him the technology that God recognizes, it will grow."

"Uh... no... with origami..."

"Well, that's good. Don't bother."

Is that what it is, skills?

If you flaunt your shoulders to me, it is now time for Master Igor to become thinner and thinner in the light.

"See you soon. Later, even if you don't work hard on your own, there are people all over the world who feel the same way. Most importantly, the two elves in the back seem to be working together, and don't hesitate to ask for help, okay?

"To?"

Leaving behind the words "Bye," Master Igor disappeared with the light.

If you make a rusty noise and look back, there's Dr. Romanov and Mr. Viktor in a knee-jerked position on the cobblestone.

"Um... maybe... they looked at it all?

"Yes."

"... I've never been in God before."

Dr. Romanov will support Mr. Viktor, who is somewhere blurry.

I tried to support Mr. Flirty Viktor, too, and he grabbed my shoulder disappointingly the other way around.

"Uh, what's a conservatory? What's" musical "? Learn more!"

"Ha ha!?

A beautiful face approached me to the tip of my nose, and I was surprised and had a strange voice.

Mr. Viktor seems to be greatly excited, with rosy cheeks becoming more upbeat and reddened. It's so powerful.

"Mi, the musical is about a musical play that incorporates music and dance into your play! A conservatory is a musical college that brings talented young people together to teach singing and dancing music and plays!

"I got in! I'll help! I'll help!

Even though eating into my shoulders is a thin finger, I shake me.

I knew the fear of an elf appearance scam.