Life with my Little Sister

"Hahaha ~"

Entering the guest room with Fee in his arms, he heard a very relaxed voice.

A tiny elf sits like Abel, dressed like a broken leg.

It's like this is my home, but it's just so easy.

He was an elf with signs of eating people somewhere.

Look at that look, I remember her.

(Ah, this guy!

Certainly someone who had been spilled stupidity by the Chairman of the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce saying, "That's excellent, but I'll skip right away".

I remember being weirdly impressed with some of those useless elves.

By the way, Fee doesn't try to get out of my arms.

I tried to make him stand on the floor because a customer was coming, and he said, "Ya!" and it was done with one word.

So give up and continue to cling.

Even though the customer is here, if they fall asleep again, they'll be in trouble. I don't have a choice.

(He doesn't seem to care that I'm snuggling up on his sister either)

Well, you know me there and there.

Even when I go to the Chamber of Commerce, I generally snuggle my angels and hold hands......

Sit in the front, and I'll say hi, too. Sitting on her lap, Phee doesn't even look at her customers.

"Hehe... Huh!" or laughing, just looking at my face and doing it.

The High Elf, who named himself Mis, said that when I called him back, "I know," he had no body or lid.

"It's that Takazu favorite, and you and the vice chairman have been close lately, haven't you? It's amazing, elf."

"Ha..."

Well, I guess so, but both Abel and Mr. Henriette are usually people on the 'quiet' side, so I don't get a bad feeling about it.

I don't think he's the type to boast of power or weigh authority, but he also applauds it.

"It may not look like it, but those two, they're huge, they're strong."

I know that too.

I've never seen Mr. Henriette's "fight in action," but the Abel criterion says he handles witchcraft well, so that's the only way to figure out a scale of strength.

When it comes to our teacher's ability to fight, I won't wait for an argument.

Conversely, does this person know?

that Abel possesses powerful sorcery, including soul life techniques.

That you have the technology to manipulate a chunk of magic like a billiard and let it hit you at will.

"So what the hell are you doing here for me? You didn't come here to preach the path of war or the depth of sorcery on behalf of your mentor, did you?

"Ha. I don't like preaching, and I don't like preaching. I just wanted to make sure, Alto Crane Putt. How close are you to Takazu?"

"Better to be close than a stranger."

It doesn't have a liking meter like the game. There's no way I can answer that.

So there's nothing more to it than saying:

If this is Fee's "likeability to," I can tell you that I'm kansting, with my chest stretched out.

Sitting on my lap, my sister clinging with her arms firmly around my back, dropping her gaze,

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Kikuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Or screaming.

Looks like I'm in a totally fixed mood already. I can't even feel fine dust in the sleep mode.

"You had a bad way of asking questions. So let me ask you something. Will Takazu make it happen if you ask for something?

"Only according to the contents"

I can't believe it, 'I want you to touch my ears' and 'Give me the attic' are hopeless.

I don't like sweets that much, so I don't have to ask, but I don't think 'the treat looks delicious, give it up' is a good idea either.

Because I love it sweet, my teacher.

I just don't like to be touched by others Mighty Char, but I feel like 'I want you to knee pillow' or 'I want you to stroke your head' should. I didn't ask for it, though.

How about a hug?

It sounds shy, but it might be possible for both of us.

"... how are the goods? If you ask, do you think you can give it to me?

"It depends, too."

The sword of Gio, which Abel has proclaimed an immediate 'treasure', or a species that is a 'testimony of the clan', surely cannot be. Though I don't even intend to screw around.

Valuables like cross-dimensional boxes and air motorcycles won't work either.

Later, I gave her the "Shellfish Pendant".

I'm also honored that my teacher told me to make it a secret product, so I don't think I'm willing to let it go.

If you're using your usual writing equipment or something, well, maybe you can.

"Uh, Mr. Mis,"

"Yeah?"

"I'm very important to Abel. Plus, I appreciate it a lot. So I don't want to be as impotent as I can be, and I don't want to get you in trouble. So if someone asks you to take possession instead, I'll tell you first, okay?

"Completion, Completion ~"

Tiny elves, laugh contentedly.

"That's satirical. Are you really five?

"For once, that's what's happening."

When I said that, the high elf nodded, yeah.

"I'm not going to sweeten Takazu's eagle frying and do whatever he wants, am I right?

"For Abel to be tolerant, he will need to discipline himself extra. I thought that was the part where you shouldn't be sweet."

"That's what you said, so if you do, I'm sure Takazu will make it happen."

"I won't. If Abel needs a favor, do it yourself."

I mean, did you really come to see me for such a shabby reason?

If that's the case, I'll have to ask you to come home politely.

Visitors with a side-by-side atmosphere still laugh invincibly.

Well, I guess I should check there first, because it's possible that the current takeover isn't for her interview purposes, but that she's weighing something in on me.

"... So, what can I do for you? First, let me hear it."

"Oh, yes. Right there. I thought you might listen to my runaway daughter."

"Yes? Runaway, is it?

I have no idea what that means.

Somewhere in the neighborhood, I don't remember hearing that story about who it ran away from home or disappeared.

Even if there were a case like that, it wouldn't matter to me as a civilian five-year-old, and I don't think I can do anything about it.

"... By the way, do you know any herbs that say," Sumitomo "?

"About the name."

It's been a long time since I've spoken to you.

Where did you go to talk about your runaway daughter?

But the little high elves continue not to care about this confusion or anything else.

"Do you know? That's amazing. It's so much plant that even experts don't know about it. So, what's the precious thing about that herb?

"Precious, I heard, now it's gone."

"Right. We're talking about extinction a long time ago, and in fact, we don't get it anymore."

I wonder what this guy is.

Do you know that Abel has' it '?

Or are we just exploring possibilities?

"Would you believe Takazu if he told you that he had Satomi?

"Believe it or not, if there is, and if there isn't, there isn't. I don't think that's a meaningful question."

Tell them to let go.

I don't want to bother Abel with my rudeness.

The herb in that hand is something you should never do if you let it out.

Then the elf, named Mis, laughed nicely.

"Oh - I'm relieved. You're trying to protect Takazu from the bottom of your heart."

I don't care what you think.

The question is whether this person intends to do a disservice to Abel.

Little high elves suddenly correct their residence.

Until recently, it changed, and it was a strange face.

"Again, I ask you to cooperate. Please, save an elf's life."

――!?

Everything, I don't know. Without being able to read the intent, I am confused.

But some seriousness comes through twelve.

(How the hell should I react...)

I was stunned, staring at the high elves laying my forehead on the ground.