Life with my Little Sister

It was an elf.

The appearance age is about 12-3 years.

Should I call you an adult elementary school student or a young middle school student?

Tall, luxurious body about to break.

Looks inorganic and cold, green eyes. Lightly pigmented blonde hair that flows sarcastically.

And long ears.

Coming out of the story, it was the figure of the elf itself.

(But the outfit is the magician himself...)

When I say elves, I don't know why, but the market is set for 'light green', but the person in front of me is different.

He weaves a black cape on a pale blue robe that looks clean, and wears a wide tuba hat even though he says it's in the house.

He has a slender sword like a rapier on his hips and doesn't seem to have a cane or bow.

Perhaps this girl is my mother's friend Abel.

(If so, they should be a lot older than the appearance age)

I guess I shouldn't call her a girl - but my brain really sees her as a 'girl'. Is it because she is a poor, miserable beauty?

…………

As I stared, Abel opened her mouth looking at the garden, not me.

"... serving multiple non-core sandgolems, plus, enhanced vision... For an 11-month old baby, abnormal ability......"

!?

They saw my 'practice'! Besides, I even recognize vision enhancement.

"... you keep that from the Lycicas? If so, the development of intelligence is also at an unusual level…"

The elf grabs me and lifts me gently, and he stares at me jizzily with his expressionless eyes.

(What the hell, this woman!? Could he be a jerk...!?)

"... Lucica's 'genius' remarks aren't the usual paranoia...?

My mother calls me a genius.

Half of it is just a parent idiot, but the other half is because I'm already known to be able to communicate and converse with clear intentions.

I had no choice but to gather information.

I thought lightly that it would be nice if they didn't even know about magic, but my mother seemed to brag about it to this' friend '.

"... I'm Abel. Are you Alto Crane Putt......?

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Shit. Shit.

How did you find out I was training magic? From the edge, you're supposed to just be looking at the garden.

"... I can feel the wavelength of magic. So I just figured out what you were doing. I can't do it to a normal person. You shouldn't have to worry. Others shouldn't have noticed. So don't worry about it for now."

What the hell is that powerful statement?

"... I am not going to rose the exercise of magic. I recognize that you are in a position to be repelled. That vigilance is natural."

(It's even breaking my concerns...!

Definitely a woman who can hang up. It's the kind you shouldn't make enemies of.

"... let me see your body a little bit"

"Huh!?"

Sooner or later, Abel stripped my skin. My whole body becomes dewy.

(Ha, embarrassing...... ugh! I mean, what are you doing, this woman! Are you perverted!?)

I inhaled my breath thinking I'd give him a cry first.

"... you should stop calling for reinforcements. Worst of all, your life is at stake."

(Hey, what the fuck!? If you make a scene, I'll kill you, but are you going to say it!?)

"... no. I know who you are. Lucica's - best friend's child is important to me too"

".................. ka-tan, of"

My mother's best friend. That's what they told me. I shut up.

I'm still a strange behavior girl I haven't seen for a while, but I'm no longer willing to resist.

Eyes that look inorganic glance deep, strange and gentle.

I was confused because I don't know what I'm good at, but on second thought, this elf is my mother's friend. I was just in a one-sided hurry.

(Calm down, calm down, me. I found out I could use magic and messed it up, but this kid hasn't acted hostile to me at all)

Take a big, deep breath. I'm feeling a little sick.

You understand the movement of my mind, only a little over there, but my expression softens. Or did you care about this one and play it that way?

"... you're a good boy"

For a moment.

Only for a moment, Abel smiled.

Seeing that laugh, I could be sure I wasn't the enemy.

(But I'm still embarrassed!

I'm naked now.

The elf girl observes every inch of me. It's as if you're looking for something.

I ended up seeing all the back, the back of my legs, and all the important parts.

"... not 'holding the crest'...?

Like relieved. Then it's like I'm feeling puzzled.

In that way, the elf girl exhales.

"Also, monsieur?

Oh, my God. Is it something nasty? I want you to explain it properly. This one is full of things we don't know. Because all of a sudden he was hissed and looked at his whole body.

"... you understand exactly what I'm saying. So talk, but it's better to pretend to be a wind you don't know."

I mean, as always, the troubles are sealed, Abel shrugged.

"... when I say 'crest' I mean holy marks. Marks that appear to those who have taken over certain births and abilities"

It is an identification mark indicating a special existence, such as' Demon King 'or' Brave Man 'or' Virgin '.

Those with the crest gain mighty power and are flirted with by a turbulent fate.

She considered me a 'crest holder' and checked my body. Certainly concerns are best. With that, my life wouldn't be peaceful and safe. I'm glad I didn't.

And I also understood what "don't call for reinforcements" meant.

Assuming I hold the crest, the Bailefelds will know about it. With that in mind, she checked my body while no one was around.

"... but if you don't have a crest, that's inexplicable"

Don't stare at me wearing my skin back.

"... its magic and intelligence is too unusual at less than a year's age, even though it doesn't have a crest. Who are you...?

Overworked dead company animals, anything? There's no way I can cloud.

No, I'm not kidding. When I was in Japan, I was a harmless ordinary person, so in fact, can't you answer?

…………

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Shut up, you lost your roots, the elf girl shrugged and shook her head "... okay".

"... is magic self-taught?

(You've suddenly turned the subject around)

Nod back to the question.

Needless to say, there is no magic in Japan. So, everything is hand-explored.

"... can the four elements be manipulated?

The four elements are fire, water, wind, soil, maybe.

I shake my head. Sand dolls are just stiffening and moving with mindfulness power, not earthly magic.

"… is complete. Could be a real genius."

I don't know what it means to be told that.

When it comes to communicating knowledge and will, it's a state of 'memory takeover', so my geography is not good.

It's the same thing that made it magical.

I don't know how to convert magic into 'something else'.

So I had no choice but to use my raw magic as it is, and I figured if someone was in the same position as me, it would turn out the same, but I guess not?

Abel sighed as she looked at me bewildered. "Something that had life with it a lot," he muttered.

"... magic, you want to learn?

"Aye."

I accidentally answered instantly. Should I have returned it a little more carefully?

But as far as magic is concerned, right now, it's true that it's a blow to the head. The truth is that we can only train in basic magic and precision manipulation. I don't have any other magic. I want to know the trick because it's the part I've been working on for a long time.

"... then I'll be your teacher"

"Of?

"... sorcery is in danger of death if misused. I'm not leaving a child who doesn't know how to handle it. And if I look at you, Lucica will be less burdened."

A boat to cross. If you know your mother, she'll tell you a lot.

I've decided to trust her.

"Hey!

"... n"

Abel nodded and stroked my head. That's the signal.

Master contract. And in the sense of trusting each other.

So that day, I had a magic teacher.

It was a big change for my life.

And there's another big change.

A few months after his apprenticeship, his mother became pregnant.

"... as a concubine who is repelled from making children, I fear the second eye"

"Envious? You're a virgin with no experience in childbirth, not even men."

My two best friends, they were interacting like that. It seemed like a rough relationship.