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

He said to me, "Terrible!" Against the sobbing Sonya, Dr. Elf's face is nowhere stiff.

Before asking why, open the mouth that Dr. Romanov was pulling into the letter to.

"I can't believe it came until I closed the store..."

"'Cause you're not in the middle of all three of them."

"If you contact me and I want to see you, I'll pay you a visit."

"That's right, we're going out of here..."

"I wanted to come!

Sonya swells her cheeks when she turns to Viktor and Lara, who lowered her eyebrows to eight letters.

It looks like the three of us and Sonya are having some kind of sister-brother fight because their appearance age doesn't change that much, and me and Leggles looked at each other.

Leggles leans on his neck.

"What's so funny about Sonya?

"Leggles, let's stop this."

"Why? Why don't you go ahead?"

"Does Mr. Sonya look like your grandmother to you, Leggles?

"I don't see it at all. But I hope so. So be it."

"Uh... right. Yeah, well, Leggles is fine."

It's Leggles' virtue to be honest, isn't it?

It's not like I can call you Bubba again.

That being said, Elf's ears are hellish, so I guess this conversation sounds round to Sonya and the teachers.

I'm looking at all four of them.

Turning his face to you, he wrapped both cheeks with a small hand and turned back to Leggles.

"Why is Sonya all the time?

"That's because I was able to talk to Sonya through the embroidered book Lara gave me."

"Really?

Leggles, with his eyes rounded, said, "Sonya, that's amazing!," and when it's done, each of the four sets of gazes I was looking at this one moves to a different place.

Mr. Sonya was looking at Nico and the three men in the front, and Dr. Romanov was looking at Mr. Sonya with his jitsu eyes.

Mr. Viktor disrupts gash and long hair.

"Long-distance calling magic, you're done...!

"I don't know if I did, Vichenica. Auntie, I did my best!

"I'm trying too hard. You didn't tell our parents, did you?

"Ha!? At my place!?

"Uh... what do you think?

Lara coloured Mr. Viktor's words, but Sonya gently adorned him, and they both look like they chewed up bitters.

If you look at it from me, enough adult teachers are vulnerable to more adult parents.

Funny.

Did Leggles think so, too, coming over my lap and watching the exchange between the four of us with a funny looking face?

I've been sniggering around too.

Looks like they saw that, and Dr. Romanov coughed up one.

"Horn to horn, we've seen our faces, so please return to the Imperial City immediately."

"Yikes! I saw your faces, but I haven't seen your faces yet!

"So you're going home as soon as you see your face?

"Why are you trying to chase me back so much!

"Why..."

To the swollen Sonya, Lara flaunts her shoulders like she's in trouble.

I don't think that's what I'm going to say, but I don't think they're going to stay for a day or so...

Well, what's going on?

If you think so, Leggles, who got off my lap, moves to Sonya's lap.

"Les, regulus kun!?

"Sonya, isn't it easy to show you?

"Ugh, that's not true. I left my demon so I could contact you when I was away, and I wanted to say hello to the neighbor at the store."

"So, you want to hang out? No, no?

"No, you can't. Even if we can't, we should be able to use the rooms in the valet's mansion..."

Looking back at Mr. Rottenmeyer, who was holding back behind the couch I was sitting on, he lowered his head deeply and said, "The guest will sit neatly" back.

So, it's nothing. Aren't you okay for a night or so?

Dr. Romanoff said he had only met last year at twilight, and he seemed to be new to Mr. Rottenmeyer. There will be things I want to talk about with my parents and children and my family without water.

That's what made me happy.

Maybe the teachers are worried about me and Regulus having parent-child problems and trying to get Sonya home soon...?

I shouldn't do that.

When I tightened my expression, I bowed my head to Mr. Sonya.

"I'm sorry I didn't care. The teachers are stubborn because you care about me. I'm sure my parents and I have a bad relationship, but they think it's insensitive to be happy to reunite with Sonya...!

That's right.

Teachers shouldn't be able to understand that their godchildren are not close to their parents and that they can do it inside them.

Even though saying this is something I have to realize on my side that I usually take care of.

"It's okay, teachers. I know! Please, spend the day without family water. Mr. Rottenmeyer can have a little good night's work too! Me, Leggles, Elise and Utsumi, we'll do what we can."

"Hey!" he turned to Leggles, who also said, "Yes!," he replies cheerfully with his hands up.

Then Elise and Utsunomiya, who had refrained further behind Mr. Rottenmeyer, said, "I'll take care of it!" He nodded all together.

But Mr. Rottenmeyer quietly sweeps his neck aside.

"I am very happy with the young lady's feelings, but I know that I would like to show my great-grandmother the way I usually do if I could. 'Cause I think how I've lived will only show up for my normal work."

"Well, I want you to stay the same as always, Heidi."

Ms. Rottenmeyer, who sneers at her lips, says her spine is stretched, as usual, and she wants to show it to Mr. Sonya.

If Mr. Sonya also wants to see the usual Mr. Rottenmeyer, there is nothing different about me.

Then let's leave the house to Mr. Rottenmeyer, as usual.

"If you want to talk to Mr. Sonya, you can always take a break then, okay?

"Thank you"

Sonya is Nico to Mr. Rottenmeyer, who shows off his beautiful bow.

When I look at the teachers, Dr. Romanov wrinkles between his eyebrows and exhales a loud sigh.

"It's not, Mr. Phoenix. I'm very glad you're caring about us and the person, but he has an important mission."

"Mission…?

When proper to the reclining words, Dr. Romanov, Mr. Viktor and Mr. Lara nod heavily.

And Sonya slightly distracted herself.

The Kiphoenix Empire and the home of the Elves are in a reciprocal alliance.

That's because a friend of the first emperor of the Kiphoenix Empire had an elf, and when he became the best friend of the first emperor, Borderline Uncle, that elf tried to grace his subordinates, "He also took his subordinates' gratitude to me, and I am heartbroken, to chase you!" He cried, "which in the end stemmed from the emperor's failure to accept his minister's gratitude.

Elves are friends of the Kiphoenix Empire, that seems to be the case.

On the surface.

"On the face of it... does that mean there are any other adult circumstances?

"Hey, even if nothing happened to His Majesty the First Emperor and his Elf friends, it looks like there was one around."

Mr. Sonya laughs lightly as he rolls his bell with corn.

The key point is how that story relates to Sonya's shop, but in short, does Sonya's shop look like an embassy in the town of Elf, and Sonya look like a resident?

I wonder who Sonya will be entrusted with such an important role.

You're not just a hero's mother, are you?

Could it have been a friend of His Majesty the First Emperor?

Asking the teachers by gazing alone, Sonya herself moved her face into the denial system.

"I'm the daughter of the head of the Elves, so I'm in charge of that shop. I like humans."

"Huh? So your best friend, the first emperor, is the head of the previous generation?

"No. That's another person"

"Ha ha..."

What a magnificent story.

I mean, you told Mr. Sonya that the teachers were trying so hard to get home early because you had an important mission.

I said sooner, "I know!" What a chest tightness, I'm super embarrassed!

As he was extinguished in his heart, he was caressed in his head with a slightly softer hand.

Sonya's hands are again different in softness than Mr. Rottenmeyer's.

"Really, Arisa doesn't look like Rare Shisei. It's good to see you."

"Really?

"It looks just like the outside and the contents, I'd love that."

I've never met my grandmother, but Mr. Rottenmeyer snorts, and I feel a little different on the outside, but Yuansan told me before that the contents are "similar to the straw," and maybe so.

Most importantly, you're looking at me with a very nostalgic eye for Mr. Sonya.

When I thought it was something like that, Dr. Romanov flashed his eyebrows to a frigid odor.

"I've never heard that story before, either?

'Cause, Arioshka, you don't listen to your mother's adventures.

"Guru..."

Oh, it's unusual for Dr. Romanov to get stuck in words or something.

And what's more unusual is that Mr. Sonya has Leggles on her lap.

Do little kids need to be like their mother after all?

When I was a little lonely, Mr. Utsunomiya approached me gently.

"Young lady, Master Leggles, you're absolutely amused."

"To? What?

"Dr. Romanoff is a stuffed animal. Dear Mr. Leggles, I'm actually only admiring Dr. Romanoff during the rebellion."

"Yep...? Why?"

Being confused by words that I don't even think about, Mr. Rottenmeyer nods slightly, too, and joins the circle of stories.

"... Except for Yuen San, Chef and Joseph, the only adult men in this mansion are Master Viktor and Dr. Romanov, and Master Viktor is Master Leggles' magic teacher"

"Hmm? You mean you don't think I'm a teacher about Dr. Romanoff?

"More than a teacher... what is it, a wall to cross..."

Wall to cross rather than say teacher.

That's not true.

"Huh? What? Leggles, you mean you think like your father about Dr. Romanoff?

Both Mr. Rottenmeyer and Mr. Utsunomiya turn a blind eye to my words.

That's like a reaction that affirms my "object of rebellion = father"......

Right, right?

I'm a child, too, and I don't know much about my child's development, but I think I've heard about it in my previous life, turning to anyone during the rebellion.

It may be inconvenient, but does Dr. Romanoff have a sense of confrontation or disobedience because Leggles admires you as much as your father?

This is how kids grow up.

Hopefully soothing, a flickering and rainbowy butterfly slips through the windowsill and enters the living room.

This butterfly was definitely a touch of a princess?

As I twisted my neck, a butterfly drifting with a fluff stopped in my hair.

"Phoenix, come to the garden."

The voice of a strong princess, quietly but without making her say no, echoed in the living room.