Life with my Little Sister

There are prodigies in ten, talented children in fifteen, and just people after twenty.

It's a proverb from the world I was in, but let's say words and clouds that accurately describe my future.

My mother envisions me as a genius, and in fact, given my age, I guess I only look like a genius, but all of that is made up of savings called 'Memories of a Previous Life'.

If my surroundings grow long enough, my assessment of humans will surely settle into mediocre evaluation.

Meanwhile, Phee.

My sister would be a real genius.

Anyway, I haven't had such clear brains in my past life since I was a young girl.

The genius of witchcraft is also isolated, and it seems that he will be quite a figure in the future.

I believe that the difference between a genius and an ordinary person is to create a presence from scratch.

That's the difference between ideas and associations.

The difference between what produces something completely new and what inflates what's there from the beginning.

The difficulty is very different between creating 0 to 1 and developing and evolving 2 or 3 based on 1.

It can also cloud the difference between what creates and cuts open roads and what follows and paves.

However, taking the example of the road is not a simple assessment of good or bad, as there are occasions when the latter is more important in the long run.

Some people are a little more clever than people, they can perform better, they can do all sorts of things well, and that's the only thing that makes it easy to use the word 'genius', but I don't think so.

I don't think 'spec guy' is necessarily a genius.

Genius means' people of different standards', I think. Well, sometimes it overlaps.

And it's also a difference in how to cut through in the face of difficulty.

Well, what is it?

I've been talking about geniuses for a long time, but finally, the genius said to me that the status quo - it's impossible to remove a heart possessed by a giant demon stone by completely new and dramatic means.

But there is an ordinary man's way.

It would incorporate and arrange excellent means and skillful methods into itself.

Chasing after geniuses is how ordinary people walk.

That is also to say that it can be 'improved'.

The guy who made this heart original must have been a genius.

I have no idea how to make it.

Not only can it be established as an organism, but it is also possible to possess demonic stones and become a new life.

But I'm looking at it now.

Then you can imitate it.

"Fee, we're gonna use magic, right?

…………

Mm-hmm?

I said cheerfully, "Yes!," and said, "Yeah!" I thought I would hear a reply, but I didn't hear a response.

When I dropped my gaze in a hurry, my sister looked up at me in a pompous manner.

"Fee......?

"... Shinkanna, you're not so cool..."

That wasn't a response to me, it was like talking to myself.

And for some reason, I called my brother.

In this situation, the inner world of My Angel is full of me. Completely viewed.

This means that if you are not panicked or scared, you can concentrate on your work.

(Fee's attitude is arr... You don't know the situation or you can't read the air, you must trust me and hang up......)

I can stay calm because Abel's here. Even me, it's similar.

Normally, there's nothing you can do about it, this.

But I have her, so I don't have to panic.

It's the same thing to see.

At all times, our teacher's ears are fascinating.

I stroke Fie's silver hair and go back to peeling.

I'm surprised my heart pulls endless energy from demon stones, but I've already seen that.

Then just look at the path.

This is what the mortal can do.

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"

Suddenly, the junction was removed and the heart was found to be confused.

I don't know why, but it's a bad reaction.

What you're doing is the same thing you're doing.

Use Phee's magic to make a simple path and temporarily connect me with the Demon Stone.

This is the only use of your sister's magic.

This shouldn't be such a burden.

And the magic of the Demon Stone diverges the joints.

Continental magic.

Now I'll let you use it as it is.

One, peel off the adhesive part with two.

Originally there was resistance to the heart on the Demon Stone itself, so removal is easy.

Connecting with Demon Stone is all the more so because it is possible to discontinue the supply from Demon Stone to the heart.

Every time I pull it off, the cave shakes big.

Does it hurt or is it painful?

The countless arms growing there have obviously lost their energy.

That would be so.

If the source of energy is attenuated, priority must be given to maintaining critical institutions.

There shouldn't be room for power at the end.

"What did you do? Did you fight this amount of magic?!?"

The snowman is surprised, but he's not up against anything.

I mean, I can't fight it.

Since the beginning, I have not even chosen such a route. I'm just cooperating with the 'victim' demon stone.

…………

Meanwhile, Abel's eyes that look at me are not stunned.

He asked me to remove his heart, so he thought it was natural for me to solve it.

Actually, it's overrated, because this guy, like Fee, has a hard time overbelieving me...

Well, should I say this time it was good to go with hope?

"... Al. Even if you start destroying your arms, are you okay?

"No problem. I don't care any time."

The magic for the pair of arms will naturally be used from the Demon Stone.

The problem is' number ', but this will also be able to be dealt with itself.

"... n"

As Abel kneaded her left hand, the arm that was holding her arm down began to grind and crush as it was.

What a force.

This guy, maybe even if I didn't make him weak, he could do this, right? It's a magical force that can't be stopped.

And what I created was an aspirator.

Something like an invisible vacuum cleaner knitted with raw magic.

It is of equal size and has numerous aspiration ports. Turn them to the side of your arms and suck on the unraveled magic.

It's hard to make countless aspirators, but if you're going to make one giant one of them, it's not the story.

Abel sucks from the hash that destroys his arm and returns it to the Demon Stone through me.

Underground, as is, cardiac removal work.

This one is harder than I thought, and I get something like a tentacle out of my peeling buckwheat and try to stick it out again.

I don't know what to say, I feel an obsessive will from this heart, but I don't have an in-laws here to accomplish it. You can't admit it, like rising sea levels.

Me and my heart have been hanging out ever since, but in the hall, those arms that were all there are already gone.

I guess this is because I dealt with this with my arms.

Instead of just holding him back, I guess Abel had been looking at extermination from the beginning to create 'countless one-on-one'. Destruction is fast.

"Incredible......! Regardless of your honor, it's just a human boy doing such a miracle...! Genius...! Exactly genius......!

Shelleg is groaning, but nothing is awesome in my case.

The diversion of magic only apprenticed the heart, which is the enemy.

I know how to vacuum a suction cleaner.

Just saying that ordinary people have their ways.

Wrong is not genius.

"Heh heh heh heh, wow! Huh, that's good! Hmm, better than anyone! Phew, I love it! Sukiyasu!

My sister is in tune with the praise of the snowman and is shaking.

The only thing I know what I was doing would be Abel, who can see the magic itself, but this girl can't help but be glad I'm complimented.

(But the heart is still there. If we can't do something about this guy, it doesn't make sense to everything...)

I stroked Fee's head before concentrating my consciousness on magic.