Life with my Little Sister

"What do you mean...?

Lerada sends me a gaze like she sees something frigid.

I'm not sure they said that, either.

But there's one thing that's clear.

That's the fact that Phee is not a lying child in these situations.

My pretty sister isn't the kind of kid who says the right thing, and she doesn't leave it to momentum to say nasty lines.

I mean, this girl really thinks I can save Enineve.

There was only one person in this who didn't feel sad, or maybe that's why.

However, the problem is...

I said I didn't really know how to save her.

But to the truth, yes.

That's my quality-- root magic.

Phee had it in her mouth.

Then there's nothing more to it than trying to access her core.

"... Mr. Lerada, can you give me the Snow Devil's Sword?

"Uh... oh. I don't mind that - integrated, how are you going to save Eni?

There are signs in the eye of the ice gardener as if to question him somewhere.

It feels like I won't forgive you if I say something nasty.

On the other hand, the servant's ice sperm is pointing a gaze at him.

This one is any trivial thing, you want to find hope.

I can see they're both emotions thinking of this little girl.

"... you're loved. You are."

"Um... Did you say," Yes "? No, more than that, really, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I...?

Pale expectations are lit in the eyes of a girl who was grievously determined. Here in "I knew it wouldn't work," it gives me deeper despair.

Is it okay, me?

(No, trust Fee's judgment! And I'm gonna save this girl for you too!

When I silently received my sword from the gardener, I sat beside the Snow Fairy girl.

"You're gonna run magic, right? Do you mind?

"Ha... yes, yes"

Just responding sounds sloppy.

Maybe we should hurry.

I put my hands on the girl's shoulder and let the magic flow.

Make it as gentle as possible cold air, not as raw as it is.

Maybe because this one has a better affinity.

"Ahhh......"

Enineve raised his voice as if he had relaxed for the first time.

Even if the nucleus is damaged and the regeneration is irresistible, the familiar magic will be comfortable.

(Oh, this is so annoying. The material that makes up this daughter is neither simple snow nor ice. It is difficult to adjust because it inherits both properties…)

I said it was before I checked the nucleus, but I already thought so.

But I'm not going to throw it out.

Not just to save this girl.

I have to do everything in my power not to make Fee a liar.

Reach the core with magic.

Touching the nucleus of the Spirit is my first experience.

(It's really melting away...)

The balls made of snow and ice were damaged enough to tell that they were 'barely round'.

I think you've lived with this a lot.

That grandfather must have been pretty unscrupulous, too.

(So, this is the structure of the core…)

Should it be called a natural magic furnace?

The heart, which was not meat, had an extremely complex build, but still, it had memories somewhere.

Not single. Multiple.

(Right. This is Abel's material)

Something to use in a magic class. And in the future, something to remember to make demonic props.

It can be a composite demonic stone or a small motor from the period of demonic guidance.

Lovely sorcery teacher bringing me a bunch of rare items. A complex combination of those products may resemble this core.

(And, I mean, is Fee saying that thoughts arrived at this' combination 'right away?

Instead of playing and taking every step of the way to an answer, it feels like we jumped from start to finish and got there.

It's not the sensibility of a regular person like me. Should it be described as the difference between 'association' and 'idea' or as the difference between 'walking' and 'flying'?

Not only in terms of magic, but also in other ways, I may not be able to reach this girl.

It's just that this task - when it comes to repairing the nucleus, maybe it's something you can't do without me.

Core is a mass of material magic.

To transform the magic that remains raw into flames and water, the structure must be transformed from its roots in order to transform the magic of the world into something material.

In order to do this, it is not only possible to understand the nuclear situation, but the ability to interfere with and replace the magic itself is required even while knowing the configuration from the center.

So normally there is no one who can be cured. So I guess Fee gave me my name.

This is my only privilege.

"Mmm..."

Send magic into the nucleus and start repairing it.

I was quite concerned about turning magic into a constituent material.

Without precise magic manipulation, it seems that even if you have the ability to access the roots, you will fail.

But another problem stood out than that.

"Ugh...!

I sweated and exhaled heavily.

Enineve's nucleus wasn't even that big, but it's the area that makes up the essence of the snow elf.

Even one shard has a hell of a amount of magic needed to rebuild it.

I have more magic than the average magician, but it wasn't enough to cure her.

"Fee."

"Hey, did you... Phew, I love it!

When I called in my voice, My Sister ran happily and hugged me to my body. I have a sword, so I want you to stop sticking with the momentum.

"Hehe... Ha, ha, ha!

This girl seemed to think she was okay by the time I started the restoration work.

Actually, I don't have enough magic.

Are you thinking by your own standards or haven't you thought that far?

Either way, it's also true that My Angel has some missing parts.

Imagine it's already a good time to be sweet on me, rubbing my cheeks and thrills.

"Fee, can I use your magic?

"Huh? Huh? Yes, I did. Huh? Huh? About Jiyu?

You're a face who doesn't understand what you use your magic for while you suggest you cure me, this.

(Well, let me use it)

Because if it's your own magic, you'll just spit blood and fall like you did in "The Building Block Case"......

"Oh, this is so easy"

I pulled my magic from Fee and it was so much easier to do.

The amount of magic your sister holds is out of digits, and you can do multiple things at the same time.

Specifically, repair and regeneration of the core. Build flesh using snow demon swords. Then it's about sending cold air as life energy into Enineve. Part of it resembled the task of passing the demonic core, and I was surprised even myself that the blacksmith would be useful in such a place.

"And I can't believe it......! Eni's body is healing...!

Director Lerada is opening his eyes.

"Do you use more than one complex magic trick…!

A servant's ice elf child gives a startling voice, but under Dr. Abel's gates, it's normal to handle multiple sorceries at the same time.

Maybe it's not right for my teacher, to teach things to people who have no qualities or qualities.

But conversely, it feels perfect for someone who can do more than some things.

I think he's a teacher who chooses the teacher. It's peaky.

The master looked at me and grumbled.

"... this is the opposite of what I was going to get Al to do"

What does that mean?

The reason I came to Ice and Snow Garden in the first place should have been to solve the hotline, but is that relevant?

"Ha, ha, ha. Hehe hehe... Heh heh heh heh heh!

This girl doesn't bluff at all.

I haven't even seen Enineve.

It already feels like I'm the only one in sight or thinking.

"Fee, is the magic okay? If you get sloppy, say it, okay?

"Yeah! Go Phew! Phew Phew! Phew, I love it!

I'm letting myself use it, so I know I can still afford it, but I also know what a lack of magic can cause, so I have to worry.

It's an important family.

But once again, I understand the amount of magic that Myangel possesses.

I can't imagine how many times I've fallen down using my own personal storage.

"Oh, God......!

And a snow elf girl looking up at me in tears.

My complexion is clearly getting better, and I'm getting tension in my voice.

"Who are you? I can't believe I can exercise so many miracles from now on...!

"What... only with human civilians. Ah, the master of magic is Abel."

"Master Abel's......! Takazu, an isolated superior magician, is more than enough to take it as a disciple...!

No, just a cone hire ss. He's my mother's friend.

So don't point those sparkling eyes at me. Dye your cheeks and don't look at me.

"Meh! Taru, what the fuck! Fu's! Phew, just take it! Don't let go, don't let go!

… have you learned the word "eye"?

It's definitely your mother's fault, this.

"Ko, this is...! What the hell is going on... ugh!

That's when the weak shouts rang from behind.

Apparently, her grandfather is back.