Life with my Little Sister

"Hehe...... Hehe...... Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha!

Fee started chewing on me with a full grin when he said he was in the midst of a battle where the lives of many things were hanging.

The act of touching a soul that is not the object of an attack inherently entails great danger.

So for the first time, Abel deliberately said, "If you touch Al, it's just a little bit."

I don't doubt Phee's talent, and there's no doubt about her fairness or dispute about her soul, but nevertheless, there are things to say just in case.

For example, he touched my soul with emotion and put a little too much effort into it.

It's just that I could end up dead.

So never touch another person's soul except when necessary.

Abel made Fee say yes.

I don't want to die either, so I asked Myangel to abide by it.

Fee honestly swallowed that condition for me, but it's also true that on the other hand, he knew the joy of touching my soul.

I don't put it in my mouth, but I know by instinct as a brother that My Sister liked 'it'.

The truth is, he wants to taste it on a daily basis, like a kiss or a dick.

Kind Fee should put up with 'touching' for me.

But that leaves the desire.

So we need a place to diverge, and if we get a chance, we'll actively try to make it into a thing.

Apparently, now was the time.

Phee's 'name proposal' has such meaning.

That's why you're smiling.

There's a moment in my soul where I can touch without anyone touching me.

Of course, I didn't suggest it in "Something to Touch," though I guess it means my help will do what I want.

I stroke your sister's head.

"Fee, can you ask?

"Ugh, yeah! Phew, good luck for you! Phew, I love it! I'd love to!

And the feeling of being able to touch the inside.

Suki, Suki, Suki, Suki, Suki...!

- I love it! Daisy! Gentle! I like it! Why do you want it! Sookie! I want you to sookie! I want you to stick around! Just look at the fu! I like it! I just want it! Suki-kun! Suki-kun...

As always, you're loved, me.

(But it's hard to be out-of-the-box when emotions are transmitted directly...)

I don't know, it feels like I have to concentrate in the noise.

If you just want to point my emotions at my sister, I'm a happy 'voice', but I have to focus on staring at my creepy heart, not my raw hatred and my cute family.

I can't block my ears, and I don't want to, so I just have to keep going.

Still, because it would be a lot better than not knowing where the core of the heart is.

(All right, thanks to Fee, it looks good!

Location has already been identified. However, the heart (this guy) is out and smart.

Even if you eject straight, you will surely be stunned.

So push it in.

From this guy, you can't possibly even know that I suddenly know where the nucleus is, which is why I'm surprised.

Make it look like it's attacking the dark clouds, and position it in a fragile position, placing turrets to serve as fishing bait.

He tries to break the ejector while dodging my attack.

(now -!)

Hit it.

I did pierce the core.

But I was surprised.

Not nearly in the middle.

It was a complete surprise, but only a few.

The nucleus was indeed damaged. This guy can't help anymore.

However, a slight increase in life expectancy means a slight increase in life expectancy.

To say that it is not an instant death is to say that you will allow 'counterattack'.

It wasn't me, it was Abel who instantly realized the 'intention'.

The spearhead of a blow that should also be called the last ascension.

I thought I was coming to you.

I predicted it would come back, and I was on guard.

So if we were to fight back, I thought it was clearly hostile, to myself.

But 'this' was unpredictable.

I didn't think his last blow was a suicide bomber.

"... Al, protect the Demon Stone!

The last blow to the heart was to break the Demon Stone.

Sometimes the demon stone itself was big, and even more the heart was a bug breath, and it never seemed to be completely destroyed.

But I felt a clear crack in it.

It feels bad if I don't plug it right away.

(Demon Stone Magic to block Demon Stone Cracks!?)

No, it's a little hard. Maybe a hand full of maintenance.

You're gonna need another magic trick, this.

Candidates or get...

I saw an elf teacher.

If it's her magic power, maybe.

Abel, who was free with his heart gone and his arms gone, was turning the eukaryotic into a golem and adding it to a hole in the basement.

I defeated that one, what are you going to do?

"... if you dig slowly, the raven will also be horned, and if you dig sharply, the golem will become disposable"

Apparently, if you make him dig it in a hurry, it breaks with overload.

But I don't know what the intent is.

"... Al"

Abel puts her hand on my head.

"... the last thing I couldn't read through was the diminishing material. The attack just before that was also not a good idea to prepare the sprinklers, but it was a simple attack. Sometimes you take unconsciousness if you don't recognize that there are things you can resist and things you can do to help."

I don't have a word to give it back.

The fact that he was full of heads, couldn't get around to thinking, wouldn't make sense at this point.

I think I didn't get enough perspective and ideas.

I'm sorry that Abel didn't live up to that expectation because she thought I could.

Depressed, my overhead palm slowly began to stroke my hair.

"... but Al did a great job"

Abel's expression has no beard whatsoever.

The problem to point out is that they compliment me.

At the end of the day, I failed.

"Meh! Oh, my God, don't do it! - I'll give you a compliment, every fu smell!

My sister was furious.

Abel puts her hands away, without any particular tension.

"Hehe...... Hehe...... Ha, ha, ha..."

My Angel strokes my head with a full smile.

In the meantime, I'll take another look at the Demon Stone.

Traces of deep, round destruction like craters. And there's a long crack running from there.

I don't know what to say, it feels like an explosion, not a trail of beatings.

There is no sign of the heart.

Apparently, it's completely gone.

"... the last attack was a literal suicide bombing. I don't even know if it was the will of the heart or if it was set to be so."

"My heart is probably a master of art these days..."

Abel takes out the package.

That was what I was receiving from Shelleg when I arrived at the ice hole.

"Abel, what's that?

"... I have instructed you to take certain measures. If this disturbance was artificial, it was expected that its purpose would be the destruction or seizure of the nuclei that make up the continent."

The boulder is our teacher.

He didn't come here helplessly.

Together, if I can repair the wound after that, will the case be solved?

Nothing more, right?