Life with my Little Sister

"Good for. Ahhhhhhhhh! Good, good, good, good, there he is. Ahhhhhhhhh!

"Oh, all right, all right."

As soon as I left the exam venue, I caught my sister running over crying.

Every sight, but it turns out Fee still can't stand to leave me.

"Higu, gushu... Huh! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

"You put up well, great, huh?

When I stroke it as usual, my mother and her best friend come.

"Good day, Al"

"... Al. Good luck."

You two speak up, but I'm really tired this time.

Weird brown handsome strong thing to do.

That, even for a moment, I think I'd have been womped.

Actually, if you take a blow, it's a test called Out.

Too difficult. I think it's absolutely weird.

Speaking to Abel about the practical exam,

"...... hmm. I haven't taught Al how to fight without magic yet, but should I have?

It's two months away to be taught.

I have plans since my sixth birthday.

I can't help this.

As it was, I was stroked in the head by the pound.

"... well done Al, even though he's not very strong"

Well, the Abel standard. That's not what I'm capable of.

"Meh! I'll give you a stroke, Phew's job! Take it, I won't allow it!

Heard it from in my arms, my angel fierce protest.

Abel withdrew softly, without particular resistance.

Soon Fee reaches out and starts stroking my head.

"Hehe...! Good luck to you! Phew, why are you...!

"Ooh. Thanks, Fee."

"Then why didn't you?

My Sister pulls her hand right in and leans her head.

After all, I think I prefer to be stroked.

"Come on, after this, wait for the Chamber of Commerce. Okay? I love that store, Mother, because it's just fun to look at numerous products!

"I like Phew too! Weird stuff, there's plenty! Phew, I like weird!

My sister was totally in a better mood when I stroked her head.

And my mother in a good mood, just like I said.

Window shopping was fun in the world.

In this world of less entertainment, it will be all the more so.

That's why I came to the Chamber of Commerce.

I want to take a look around the busy store, but that's fun later.

As usual, I have to say hello to the chairman and vice chairman of the Chamber of Commerce.

"Master Abel! Welcome aboard!

Ahhh! And the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce greets me by making my face shine to the point where the sound effects are likely to occur.

Meanwhile, Mr. Henriette will give us all a proper meeting.

... It must have been my fault that it only seemed to me that I had closed one eye.

"Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, you always seem to be in a good mood for more"

"I guess it's because it's open-minded."

Sitting on the couch as usual, the vice chairman puts the tea in his hand.

Fee is on this brother's lap, like a natural right.

"Openness, is it?

"Yes, until recently, we needed an example protection officer."

Was Noel's dad here?

You're so different from handsome.

"He really wants the power of the Chamber of Commerce to strengthen the influence of the Civilian Association"

"Village - as was the Fourth Princess, but you're going to be involved soon, this Chamber of Commerce"

Well, I guess I belong better looking after him, too.

I guess that's all they think it's worth.

Maybe I can't help it.

The Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, who was obsessed with Abel, turned this way while fixing his trademark red glasses.

"Whatever the thoughts around us, I'm not going to change the position of the Chamber of Commerce, though. Only do business truly and only penetrate armed neutrality. That's what makes the Elves safe."

As always, you're a strong man of racial love.

Though I suppose he was pushed by the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce because he said so.

"Come on, that's it for uncomfortable and boring stories. Dear Alto, what inventions could you have brought this time?

"Last time I had a big cock, I have trouble expecting so much..."

What I want to take out is a tiny rectangle made of wood.

Previously, the motivation for making nail clippers was the result of thinking about the safety of my sister, but this time it was similar.

I also invented this sale for this girl.

The chairman of the Chamber of Commerce takes it and the vice chairman peeks it in from the side.

"This... you have an inward blade. And through the inside, is it a round hole..."

"Yep. It's a shredding of emptiness"

"Ermpi, is...?

That's right.

Exactly. Empitch sharpening.

It's not the type of steering wheel that turns and sharpens the starch, it's a simple structure.

Because the reason seems easy to make.

I thought it would be easier to sell if it was low-cost, easy to build, and less parts.

And this time, the literacy rate doesn't matter!

... Well, if you can't write, you won't buy a lot of Empi itself.

And as mentioned, I also thought about this for Phee.

When my sister used the painting shorter, my mother and I were sharpening it with a knife.

Fee himself was still in charge of sharpening it because it would be dangerous if we let him have the blade.

But all of it comes the day when Fee sharpens her own epilepsy.

That's a tough time in case you get hurt.

After all, it's not acceptable, such as a scratch on Fee's finger.

So, as a means for three birds a stone to say that Fee is safe, that I can make it easier, and that I can sell it, I created Eppy Sharpening.

In the future, I want to sell sharp pens.

But I'd like to do that after the epileptic sharpening hits the head.

Even if we sell in, we'll be a few years away.

"Yes, ha-ha-ha! Phew, I can do it! Phew, use that, I can sharpen my epilepsy!

Already at the prototyping stage, Fee has shredded his epilepsy.

I don't know, but I think I liked the sharpening. A little round, enough to scrape myself right away.

And I don't have to say this, but this time the producer is Dr. Gado.

I'm sorry I always asked for weird things.

And for the record, it's practice.

"Mm-hmm...!

Fee shreds her epilepsy with her good face.

High Elves staring at that as serious.

These people are going to make a proper assessment of what they sell.

I'm trying to be serious.

"The journey. That's the same design idea you had when you were a peeler. considering that it is easy and safe"

"For a simple structure, even if you're not a skilled artisan, it's also a strength that you seem to be able to create. The number of skilled craftsmen is always limited."

and so on and the two beauties are acclaimed.

As far as I'm concerned, you can sell me anything you want. Yes.

"Sounds like you won't be selling it right away, but you're going to be selling it with jitters."

"I won't take a place, and it won't cost you anything."

Ooh?

Unlike the last time I was exposed, I think I can go this time, right?

I mean, you can go.

I don't want to do this anymore!

The High Elves are having a lot of discussions in front of them.

And eventually, he turned to me and nodded loudly.

"We will buy this item at our Chamber of Commerce"

Okay, okay, okay.

We can handle this!

"Congratulations, Al"

"Awesome! Genius to. Phew, but not yet!

"Ha ha, well..."

Daiyuan, it wasn't my idea, but...

Mr. Henriette turns around as he is surrounded by his hugging mother and my cheeky Mai Angel.

"Al-kun."

"Yes?"

"I was there once before, but around here, what do you think? It's time to use your name as an inventor."

Oh... well, if you say so, I don't think we've talked about that. "It's the inventions of those people," he said. Was it easier to do business?

(Name……. What am I gonna do? It's appropriate and good, that's even the name of the eating mon -)

Speaking of which, I'm starving.

Is it because it worked well on the practical exams?

During this time I wanted a curry but now I want a wiener.

When you stick to a hot bowel stuffing, the gravy stains with the petty sound of polyp, which spreads throughout your mouth.

And the smell characteristic of the flavor stained gravy tickles the nostrils.

Compatible with ketchup and grain mustard is ridiculously good, making each other's flavors even more distinctive...

"... Essen"

"Yes?"

"Charles Essen. That's what I call my pseudonym."

Why did you come up with such a name?

That's my secret forever.