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

Dr. Romanov was to take care of the crossing in that direction.

The teacher's prediction is that he will probably be made to promise to "report any knowledge that comes out that leads to national interests," but that's folded in too.

The rabbit is also horned, and this cleared up about Mr. Michelsen and Mr. Yuri.

What I have to do later is find a home that will serve as a base for their lives, but you think that this will be discussed and decided by Mr. Yuri and Mr. Rottenmeyer for now?

Mr. Michelsen's injury didn't matter because Mr. Viktor was there, but he was supposed to be injured as early as a full month, and rest is desirable for two days.

That's why Mr. Yuri, who can move, decided to do it.

"Well, that's more convenient."

"Really?

"Oh. 'Cause, Eric, maybe I can do my job, but none of my ability to live equals nothing."

Tea time watching flowers in the garden of Kikunai Mansion at noon, the garden Yuansan fixed for me.

To the round opponent of Ugo Ugo and Kukutara, Leggles didn't even eat a snack, he said the wooden knife, "Eh!," he waves.

When I glanced at it, Mr. Yuri asked me in wonder.

"That, what are you doing?

"Oh, something, 'cause multi-on-one is the basics of combat."

"Combat......"

Mr. Yuri raised his hair with a soggy look.

As a matter of fact, Mr. Yuri, according to his own words, has become quite familiar with this world.

"That surprised me at first, but if I'm not dead, I have to live," he said, bracing his belly early, and what a Mr. Michelsen--he said, "Please call me Eric," the first time he swallowed things up, okay, Mr. Eric?

Says it was cleaning his room.

"Because it was terrible. There was dust in the dishes I didn't use, so I could write."

"Ooh..."

Fishing around the house while the landlord is at work is never a praised act.

But he said he had urticaria in his way of accumulating too much dust, and Mr. Yuri looked far away, "I had to do it. I was buried in dust," he said.

If you come to Omake with Eric, he's in a "almost nothing to eat" state while telling you to eat whatever's in the fridge if he's hungry during work.

"Miso, soy sauce and rice helped. So I made the right miso soup and rice balls and ate them."

"Is that what Mr. Yuri is good at?

"Hmm, you're good at it..."

Mr. Yuri said that in that world he was a former actor, or more than a dancer, and that he came down from the tabular stage because he couldn't dance satisfactorily because of injuries.

As a dancer, he seemed stoic to listen to, and to maintain the quality of his performance, the conditions and environment were all in order himself.

Even the diet was calculated on its own from nutritional control?

Professionals are amazing.

Put that aside, I'm looking after the rabbit, and I want something decent to eat, and I want you to give me a break from sleeping with the dust.

Luckily, he offered to do his own chores because he could do simple chores.

I made it to Mr. Eric, and when I get home, the reckoning is cooking me dinner.

You'll have dinner with me.

What fan service.

God, we're gonna make a contribution.

I guess that's when I worked too hard on my job.

There are swamp dwellers.

Mr. Yuri laughed bitterly at me with a slightly distant eye.

"My motto is' Que Sera, Sera '," Yuri said softly, "there is one thing Yuri can't tame, as she decides to live by accepting her days in a supple way, as she truthfully believes the words.

That's "battle".

"There are monsters because, well... Think of it as a primitive species of wildlife, but where I've lived, it was peaceful and unrelated to fighting. Even if some people martial arts because of their hobbies, there are hardly any people in my country who fix it because it involves living and dying."

"Then you'd be surprised."

"I'm still surprised. There's this little one, swinging a wooden knife, two monsters and each other."

It was Yuansan who nominated Azamaru and Tara as Leggles-kun trainees.

According to his standpoint, Tara and Tara have a rounded combination that is a little stronger than one Leggles or about one another, and Leggles can learn to move differently than a monster person, and Tara and Tara can learn how to disable a human without hurting him?

Even if I were you, Tara, I wouldn't let Leggles get hurt badly, and Leggles would, so I can feel safer than meeting people poorly.

Sometimes Leggles-kun's wooden knife plunders the two and crushes the hard stones on the ground.

When I saw it, Mr. Yuri glanced over his shoulder.

"Do all the little ones over here crack the ground?

"I can't, but I'm a friend of mine and Regulus... I can, maybe?

"Maybe?"

"I'm a bowman, so I was wondering if I could compare. Oh, but magic can free you up. Then I can do it too."

"Magic......!

When he groans, Mr. Yuri looks up to heaven.

They say there is no magic in Mr. Yuri's world.

It wasn't even in my previous life, so I guess even Mr. Yuri came from a place that seemed like the same world.

Culture shock is quite a blow.

Until then, my common sense can be broken or inverted, and my corner feet can be blurred and unstable on the ravioli.

Me and Yuri are having tea because Eric, who has supported Yuri so far, is worried about Yuri, who will be unstable because he's fallen asleep with injuries.

It's comforting to have someone who's familiar with different worlds and can explain the difference.

Here's a suggestion from Mr Rottenmeyer.

Mr. Yuri seems to understand the concern, and he's been and will be actively telling me stories in order to get as organized as possible.

There's quite a bit of calming down just to get people to listen to you.

Mr. Yuri corrects his posture to see if it has been organized within himself once and for all.

"Can I use magic, too?

"Huh?"

"No, 'cause this one's built into fighting everyday tea meals, right? If that's our routine, I have to get used to it, and I have to think about self-defense. We were safe because Eric fought for us... but he got hurt."

"Daily tea meals, or fighting over here, is an emergency. I just know what to do. Usually people in the city are protected by our guards."

"You don't know what to do with it. You're talking about the difference between cloud mud."

"I don't know if I can deny that."

Tara's yarn is spit out to Regulus so as to cover the round that strengthens her own arm and meets the wooden knife of Gangan and Regulus.

To avoid that, as Leggles flew back and forth, a tree grew at Leggles' landing point as the circle protruded an arm-like branch on the ground for pursuit.

However, when Leggles kicks the trunk of the tree in reverse and flies forward, he bends down and waves the wooden knife down to the immovable circle.

The moment I thought I'd hit it, I'd wrap a circle with Tara's yarn all over it.

It was wrapped in a white cocoon. When the wooden knife touched it, it stuck.

"Mm-hmm..."

Apparently, if they take the wooden knife away, the rule is to lose.

When Leggles comes to the table with me and Yuri swelling her cheeks, Utsunomiya, who was holding back behind her, wipes Leggles' dirty hands.

Then he got on my lap a little bit and reached for the cookies on the table.

Both Azamaru and Tara, the training is over, so come to my feet and forgive me.

Mr. Yuri's gaze at it turned toward me all the time.

Turning to what it might be, Mr. Ciel, who brought Angela, is where Elise brings her.

"Uh, it's Ange. Cookies?"

"Hi-tama...... kueyu no?

"Ah, here, Ange......!

I guess I'm going to split it it up.

Leggles jumped a little off my knees when he grabbed some cookies. But Mr. Utsunomiya catches it and stops it.

"Dear Leggles, please take your seats, as Angel's and Siel's are properly prepared"

"Is that it? Ok!"

It was on my lap that Leggles would be told to come back, and while we were having such an exchange, Patapata and Angela ran over to the table and chased after him and Mr. Ciel came.

"Hi-tama, ooh-ooh-ooh!

"Yes, you do it well!

"Yeah!"

"Ange, your nappy is cool with 'yes'"

"Aye!"

Oh, well, that's a smile.

Wow. Soothing to the cute interaction between the two toddlers, Mr. Ciel "interrupts," who seems sorry, takes his seat softly.

You were relieved by the presence of Mr. Yuri next door, exhaled a lot longer.

"Have you calmed down a little?

"Oh, yes, yes! Make it better for all of you in the mansion!

Tea and cookies were arranged in front of Mr. Ciel, who answered the nervousness.

Put your mouth on the cup and dampen your lips, it shrinks tall for a girl.

Seeing how it was, when Mr. Yuri closed his eyes and opened them again, he gave an atmosphere that seemed to have decided something.

"Ciel, you know what?"

"Yes!

"Me and Eric are going to work in this city."

"Huh? Oh, you got a job?

"Oh. So, I've been doing chores and stuff, but I'm a little unsure while I work. So why don't you and Eric's housekeeper if Ciel's even good?

Mr. Yuri's words shine with Mr. Pah and Mr. Siel's face.

Then I get up and I say, "Thank you. I'll sit down!," he bowed his head vigorously to Mr. Yuri.

Then Mr. Yuri throws a slightly meaningful glance at me.

"So please play your paycheck, right? Owner?"

"Well, I'll talk to you properly."

Answering the inquiry, Mr. Ciel sees me properly.

And when I tilted my little neck, Mr. Yuri said, "Can I tell you something? I replied" Yes "to ask.

Mr. Ciel also seems to wonder about that exchange.

As for your sister, Angela also cheeked on the cookie and tilted her neck as she became like a hamster.

"In this city, there's the Kikunai Girls' Choir."

"Ah, yes. I know that. I saw you at the cafe yesterday."

"Right. So teach that choir how to play and make it an opera troupe."

"Are you kidding me...?

Is that a word you can't hear, Mr. Ciel twisting his neck more and more.

I opened my mouth to supplement Mr. Yuri's words.

"It means we're finally going to play a play with songs and leaps."

"Play!?

Mr. Ciel stands up by jumping a rattled chair.

Surprised at how it was, Mr. Ciel set his gaze on me.

"Um! I can do it in a play!

"To?"

"It was my house, it was a play! I like plays... but they kick me out... but! But! If it's going to happen, I want to play!

In the cup, the tea swayed heavily.