Life with my Little Sister

October of 1204, a sacred history.

The three of us are leaving for the Great Ice Plains.

I was impressed that my mother wouldn't let me and Fee go in her arms for a while.

"Abel. Say hello to my kids, okay?

"...... hmm. Must."

What a way out of the commercial district, not outside the Wang capital, we headed there.

The end of the commercial district is used as a warehouse area.

The Shorcina Chamber of Commerce, the big store, possesses several warehouses besides the side of the store, and what we visited was a building that was supposedly a warehouse on the surface.

"... this place was managed as the property of an elf I know, long before the Chamber of Commerce was able to"

"So there's a 'gate' here?

Abel nodded slightly.

Go inside through a small back door dedicated to the staff, not the entrance.

I guess I haven't opened up much. The interior feels caged.

It was explained that there were many large crates and barrels in the warehouse because they were tight, but they were dummies.

We proceeded inside and eventually reached the door in front of the basement, at the end of the cleverly hidden downstairs.

(Look, even though it's a normal door, the lock is tightly hung...)

Turns out they're not just locks, they're also magical defenses. Because I could see the procedure engraved.

Abel releases them with a familiar hand. Looks like you have to go through multiple steps to free yourself.

And 'Gate' appears at the end of the door.

It's bigger than I thought, and height alone is more than double Abel's height.

"Hey, hey! Phew, I love it!

My sister, who loves majestic things, just reacted.

"It's splendid..."

"... not so. This is just a turning gate assuming people go through. The gates for carrying supplies are bigger."

Oh, Cheng Cheng.

If you do think about hauling, can you still do this?

I guess the feeling around here is the difference between those who have lived in a world where the turning gates were common sense and others.

Abel took the silver part out of the tiny pochette and plugged it into a hole that was drilled into the gate. Maybe that's the 'key'.

Then put your hands on a place like a flat plate.

Then a blue and white light flooded out of the gate.

"You activated it?

"...... hmm. The transfer gate is activated with the key and the magic of the registrant. If you try to move it any other way, security will hang."

I'm sure the people experimenting with gate activation right now don't have either.

So, all the more so when pragmatism turns away.

When Abel retrieved the key, she took my hand.

It was a sudden thing, so I'm a little surprised.

"Maybe you can't get through without holding hands with the transferee?

…………

Is that it?

Did they turn you around?

I wondered if you didn't hear me, but the enchanting ears in my sight, faintly red.

"... I just wanted to hold hands with Al..."

"Oh yeah......"

I guess it's an honor.

"Mm-hmm! Ha, ha! Connect with Phew! Ebel, meh!

My sister got furious.

"Look, Fee. Gyu."

"Gyu."

I'm telling you this, Myangel was holding me in my arms until just now, and he wasn't away.

I mean, it's just a baked cake.

"So, Abel. Where is this gate connected? So all of a sudden, it's a snow elf place. So, no, right?

"... the gate can only fly to the gate. What we're about to fly is in a mountain hut on Mount Fefiat overlooking the entire Great Ice Field"

"Mount Fefiat! That's a pile of rumors that some nasty demons are nasty! I can't believe there was a mountain hut."

"... it's from the period of the Magic Guidance History, so I can't help but know. Although already destroyed, fortifications also existed at the top of the mountain at the time"

The boulder is our lifeline. You know everything.

That's how I knock over the turning gate.

I felt uncomfortable like I was caught in a spider's nest, but that's all.

There's nothing about loud sound effects or glowing at the moment of transfer.

"... this is the mountain hut"

"Cold!

The stone room was cold on the kinks.

Isn't it too cold to be here for five minutes?

"Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God."

My sister is waving it into great little pieces. I accidentally hugged Fee.

"... it'll be warm soon"

When Abel said that with a cool face, it was getting really warm.

Because of my mind, I feel like I'm even getting brighter.

"Did you even switch on the heating? Or did you use magic?

"... when you go indoors, the heating and lights come on automatically"

Sensible demonic props? That's like sensor lighting.

I can see how the skill of the history of magic instruction was superior when the switch was unnecessary.

"... the cold gear I brought you, wear it here. It's much colder out there."

"I get it.... All right, Phee. With your brother, let's get dressed."

"Phew, you said you did! I'll put a punch on you!

Wear clothes rented from the Chamber of Commerce and engraved with the art of thermal insulation.

Apparently, it's very common cold protection.

My Angel will also be equipped with this ear clip. Yeah. That's cute.

"Fee, the winter version of you is lovely too!

"Eh heh heh heh...! Ha, ha, ha, ha! Phew, I'm happy! Huh? Mixed! - Oh, my God! Daisy!

My Sister starts spinning with both hands wide open.

He also stops by here on his way home, so he can leave his usual clothes and wasted baggage behind.

"Abel doesn't change?

"... I'm about gloves. This robe also has cold resistance"

Wouldn't you cover your enchanting ears?

In the case of elves, they have 'ear bags' for cold protection, not ear-piercing.

You want to see it for once, that's it.

I re-packed my stuff, had tea, went to the bathroom, and I was ready.

They call it a mountain hut, but it's a lot of space, and what we were brought to was the garage.

"Whoa! Snowmobile!"

What was placed there was a vehicle very similar to a snowmobile.

I was a licensed two-wheeler in my previous life, so I couldn't help but want to try driving.

"... Al. You know the air bike?

"Oh, no, I don't."

Apparently, this ride is called an air bike.

From what I can tell by his name, he doesn't seem to be snow-driving only.

Naturally, it must be the vehicle of the period of the Magic Guide.

(Did you say you couldn't get your mother on board? Sure look, you're on your own, this is)

Some parts are not sure, while others resemble two wheels of the Earth world.

Somehow, there are signs that if you let me practice a little, I could drive.

Next time, why don't we ask for it?

"This, Abel's gonna pilot it, right?

"...... hmm. I'm licensed during my history of magic instruction."

Dear Arch Elf, who does the V-sign with no expression.

Really? You've been to a classroom before, haven't you?

When I was going through, I remembered there was one terrible instructor.

No, I don't care about mentor Mukatsuk.

We get on the air bike.

Abel, me. In Phee's order, it stuck like a koala.

"... no sign of demons around. Open the shutter."

When did he do it, he pushed it even with the switch to open and close it.

A familiar "pip" sounds in the Earth world, and the shutter opens.

When the airbike was activated, it floated.

As the name suggests, it seems to be a substitute for faintly floating and running.

At the same time, a demonic wall that blocks wind and cold air is deployed on the front.

"... quite a bit of speed. Never leave me."

Me and Fee are sticking together with precautionary power, but the problem is me and Abel.

On Abel's back, I was stuck perfectly.

I remember this feeling. That's the array I tasted the day I went to wake the elf teacher.

A mysterious phenomenon that is forced to attract you to Mighty Char. That's what's happening to me right now.

(After all, was that Abel's sorcery...?

He said not to leave, but on the contrary, it would be impossible to leave. This.

"... to set off"

Don! Oh, shit! I don't know, but such a blast sounded and the air bike jumped out of the garage with fierce momentum.