Life with my Little Sister

"Really......! Thank you so much."

"Yes."

"Thanks......! Thank you!

"I did."

How should we describe this sight?

An old man, as thin as a dead tree, holds his head down with his hands.

I can barely hear Enineve because I weep like a dam that has been decimated and I turn out loud without strength.

Maybe she's also saying "thank you," or "thank you," similar words, but only the last part comes to me.

I don't even know what it's like to be an old man.

Because I would cry too if my sister fell ill and was saved in a situation where she had no hitter.

"Fee, is it okay if I borrow your magic again?

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

Raise your hand vigorously and say, "Yes!" My Sister returns my reply.

I lifted my sister up and approached the ice sperm like a dead tree.

"Dear General Chieftain, may I have your hand..."

I took a limp cold hand.

If you're going to hold hands anyway, I'd prefer Fi or Abel's.

"Lord Alto, what the hell...?

The old man tilts his neck.

I just did it when I cured the snow elf girl, cold air as energy.

If you're an ice sperm, wouldn't this cheer you up?

My sister gives me magic and pours it into the ice sperm.

"Oh, whoa...! I can't believe it! My body!

Tension returns to the dead body.

Success.

Apparently, he did well to some extent.

It is a possible craftsmanship because the constituent material is magical ice.

The same goes for the restoration of my granddaughter Enineve around here.

If it's a flesh body, it can't be repaired.

"Dear Alto, I sincerely thank you. Save me as well as your grandfather...!

Enineve lowered his head with heartfelt pleasure.

This is me.

It feels like my grandfather is more than happy to demodulate.

I can rejoice for others and cry for others. Isn't she a good girl?

…………

My teacher is taking a serious look at me like that.

"Abel? What's the matter with you?

"... Is there a problem with following the magic currents and interfering with Dayuan?

"Of course."

That's what I already did in my mother's stomach as a rescue job before my sister was born.

If you even have enough magic, things like what you did to Enineve will be easy in the future.

I've already learned how to contact the core.

"... n"

Abel nods and strokes my head.

Apparently, he's in a good mood.

When Abel's happy, so am I. The grin creeps up unexpectedly.

Then.

"Meh! Praise, Phew's Token! You're the only one who can help you! Ha ha! About Phew, why!

My Angel was furious with the feeling of rupture.

This is probably not only because Abel stroked my head, but also because I made her smile with it.

This girl tends to want to monopolize my smile too. Plus, you obviously don't like me pointing 'bright feelings' at Abel.

It's just that there's salvation...

"Look, Fee. Why!"

"Chan! Huh? What are you doing? Oh, my God! More what?

If I hold him tightly and caress him carefully, will the cloudy emotions be instant, foggy?

Not that this is chocolate or easy, but that's how much they love it, but I guess it's late.

I mean, it's the part where you have to be careful, and it's up to me to see if this girl grows up straight. You have to be careful.

Meanwhile, Abel, whose sister's animosity also flushed with the wind to Willow, speaks out to the General Chiefs.

"... chef. I'm going to the ice hole now. Is there a problem?

"Yes, regardless. However, the hotline in that place is hotter and more powerful than the hotline elsewhere. I don't even know if you are, but please be careful."

Hmm.

Does the hotline have different temperatures depending on the location?

I hope it's as powerful as I can handle.

Essentially, Abel will protect you, but in case you think about it, you'll have to put dealing with it on your own too. Even to protect the precious Phee.

"... Al. Ready?

"Oh, I'm fine."

I snort.

I'm not sure what the purpose is or why, but I guess I'm going to head over to that ice hole and do it.

Waking up with Fee in his arms, Chef and Leada raised their voices at the same time.

"Will the toddler also be taken?!?"

I am stunningly hammered by things.

From this reaction, is it an arrowhead dangerous place?

"... I asked Al to accompany me to 'that's why'. Naturally I'm taking you."

To Abel, who answers pale, but Lerada eats down.

"Dear Takazu, the ice hole today is a particularly challenging environment. This is not a place for children to go. Please reconsider."

"... you say I have only the power to destroy. If you want to save the garden, Al's talent is absolutely necessary"

"Dear Takazu..."

Now the chef speaks up.

"I admit I am one or other magician because I can use strange magic that has healed me and my granddaughter. If you do, you can send a young benefactor to a dangerous place."

"... I'll say one thing"

With a tiny voice, but clarity, Abel spins words.

"... it's good that you worry about this kid because he's young. But I don't know the truth, and I won't allow you to insult me just because I'm old."

When the first elf hung up, the two knelt silently.

I don't know, he looks like a knight ordered by the king. No objection whatsoever, it just seems to follow.

"My apologies, Lord Alto. It was that there should be no doubt about the judgment of the Most High."

The chief told me so, but I can't help it.

If I was asked in his position to "take a five-year-old to a dangerous place," I knew it would stop.

"I apologize, too. But I never dreamed of letting a boulder accompany me to an ice hole."

Lerada seemed to think that I was only following him to the chief's mansion.

Yeah. You don't have a choice.

"Oh, um..."

A young snow elf girl approaches me with a nasty attitude.

"Will you be accompanied by Abel, who helped me?

"You will. Oh, I'm Alto Crane Putt. This is my sister Phyllia. Sorry I'm late to say hello, huh?

Shortly after Enineve recovered, he greeted the General Chiefs in his name.

So I think this girl heard our name, but this format would be important. Although there are unnecessary harmful formats in the world.

When I named her, the Snow Fairy girl bowed her head, too.

It was polite. Because of my mind, my eyes are moist looking at me.

"My name is Enineve, son of Vefra, the Ice Spirit King, grandson of Chef. Thank you again, Master Alto."

This girl just said something terrific about Sarali. He was a noble blood muscle for a long time.

"If you want to thank me, I want you to tell my sister, not me. Without this girl, neither you nor your grandfather would have been able to save you."

As I said, Enigneve bowed his head properly to My Angel.

On the other hand, my sister just leans her neck.

I don't really seem to be pinning why I can bow my head.

I'm assuming I'm the one who cured him, and you must not know where your own confessed magic is.

Either way, in the root magic training, it's normal to borrow the magic of this daughter, so she probably thinks it's in that range again this time.

I had no choice, so I decided to compliment you instead.

"Thanks to Fee, we're all saved. That's great."

"Miuuuuu? Huh? Are you kidding?

"Oh. It's very useful. Fee's here, and I'm gonna be okay."

When I stroke my head, a smiling flower blooms as soon as possible.

"Yay, yay, yay, yay! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I jumped a little, and then I got hugged.

"Yay, yay! Phew, I love it! I want you to!

"Hehe. It seems most pleasant to be praised by Master Alto"

Growling as if to see something smiling, granddaughter of the chief.

Well, in fact, I guess MySister does.

(Anyway, is this going to gradually go to the ice hole and do it?

Just a short stop was waiting for me thinking that way.