Life with my Little Sister

Episode 182: Sister and Watercolor.

Watercolor and Mim had a snack and seemed a lot calmer.

Can you ask me a lot about this?

"Uh, water - mime, do you have a minute?

"Huh? Brother, can I help you?

"Oh, yeah. Let me ask you something about you and this island."

"Yes, it is. What do you want to know?

You seem timid, but when you talk, you look them in the eye and you talk. Good boy.

"First of all, about you. What were you doing here?

"Huh? Is that me? I 'm-"

So, hazy water color.

"Oh, oh! Yes, it was! Me, I was on my way to pick up a great guy, so wow!

Aww, wolf and wolf. Watercolor. I'm about to cry again.

"Calm down, calm down. Will you talk to me in an orderly fashion? If we can work together, we can work together properly."

"Huh? Brother, can you help me?

'Cause it's a boarded ship.'

"Huh! I can't believe you even helped me after you gave me sweets, brother, you're a good guy!

Is it sterile culture?

He's about to be fooled by Colo...... Brother, I'm a little worried.

"Uh, we all live on this island,"

"You mean the spirits, right?

"Yes. It's the spirits, the fairies. So, on this island, every once in a while, great people come. When the great people come, we all have to pick them up. He was so strong and scared, he taught me not to lose my temper."

Uhm......

Is that "scary guy" about Abel?

It doesn't seem to interact much, including spirits elsewhere.

But if that's the case, it would be a great misunderstanding to say you're scared.

Because you're sweet, my teacher.

And she's cute.

Oh, but for something you're not interested in, fine, chill?

He said he'd pound valuable herbs on our family, but for humans, he didn't even want to use crude herbs.

"So we found out that a great man had come, so we headed out to pick him up. And then it went off..."

"What kind of 'great man' is that?

"He's the greatest of the elves and the so-called species. Since the time of" Season of Life, "I have heard that he has lived and is very strong."

Yeah.

You're sure about Abel.

"Season of Life" is before the history of illusion. First life sprouted, the oldest times.

When the world's protagonists were spirits.

"Well, then you know Abel."

"Huh!? Does your brother know Master Abel!? But the call-up is lame! It pisses me off!

The opposite is true......

Abel doesn't like being lifted for nothing.

"We're here with Abel."

"Yeah eh! Yu, I hope you forgive me ~!

You wouldn't have done anything wrong, so why apologize?

I'm frightened again.

"It's okay. We're not gonna do anything to you, and Abel's nice."

"Huh? Oh, really?

"Yeah. Abel's such a good kid."

Watercolor is pointing her tear-wet, creeping eyes straight at me.

And I took a deep breath once and eventually nodded.

"Yes, it is. If your brother says so, I can believe it."

"I'm glad you believe me. Me and you haven't seen each other in a while. And yet, can you believe it?

"Yes. Brother, I had such a sweet eye when I talked about Master Abel. I'm sure I admire you very much. So I can believe it."

Eyes, right.

Well, let's just say it's better than being told you look loose.

Besides, it's much better than Abel being freakishly scared or hostile.

"So, but I have to pick you up properly! Don't be disrespectful or disrespectful ~!"

"Oh, that's okay. We're out of line with Abel. If you wait here, you'll pick me up, so say hello then."

"Heh, heh!? From Master Abel!? Oh brother, who the hell are you!? Could your position be higher than Master Abel's!?"

"No. I'm just looking out for you. Did I tell you? He's kind. Even at times like this, that's why he picks me up."

I pick up branches falling down the road.

"What do you use it for? Somebody get rid of it?

"Get away from the noisy topic. It's time for Abel to get here."

I wrote a mark on the ground, like "Well."

"Hehe...! Again, Phew won!

"Heh, I lost..."

While waiting for Mighty Char and his best friend, Phee and Watercolor are playing.

The first thing I offered, you know, was "O X".

Arrange aliases, third line.

A classic game played by elementary school students.

Apparently it was an unknown game for both of us, and I'm intrigued by its content. When I taught him the rules, he started to play with joy.

but there's my smart sister.

I soon realized the legality of 'O X'.

They said Mim was the same around there.

The forward offense is advantageous, no, the rear offense cuts off when it can be brought into the draw.

I had no choice but to increase my mass eyes and when I changed them to fifth order, I started playing with great joy.

You both seem a lot smarter than I was in elementary school.

(Fifth line, I wonder if I can sell it if I bring it to the Chamber of Commerce...?

Entertainment and games seem to exist quite a bit, so there may already be something similar.

Let's not expect too much.

"Also, Phew's win! - Yes, why?

"Ugh...... Fee, be strong..."

Hmmm......?

Kind of feels like you two are getting along, huh?

Watercolor, will you be Phee's friend or not?

"Brother, it's amazing. I can't believe I came up with such an interesting game."

"Hehe! Phew, that's amazing! Genius! I can do anything! About Phew, a lot, why is it!

I'm sorry, but this brother is not a genius or anything, is he?

And because "awesome" and "why" don't have anything to do with it, either?

"Yes. I've never seen such amazing, laundry magic. As a famous launderer, I'm sure you'll make a name for yourself."

I've never heard of you, Job like that.

Well, even if something like that existed, the magic of purification and the celestial globe would be fine, because I would use magic, so it would be sloppy to actually make it a profession.

Either way, I won't.

But Fee is in a good mood to be praised for me.

I'm holding Watercolor's hand, shaking it up and down with the boom.

"Mim, I know exactly what you mean! Yay, good at washing! Phew, I always get my hair washed! to, how to wash Phew, very good! If you wash it, you'll be happy!

"Huh! Yum, it shakes ~ ~!

A girl of water colour is shaking.

My sister, she's very powerful.

Every day, you climb and jump on me, and you must be working out.

"Fee, too, are you good at witchcraft?

"Phew, magic, I'm not very interested! But convenient if you have one! Phew is good at dancing! I like to play in the sandbox and blanco!

"Sand play, I love it too......!

"Then we play together? Phew, sand it, I like to make animals!

Here.

Also, don't you think it's going to turn into a mess?

When I stood up, Fee gave me a hug, even as I let him keep his mouth shut.

She's a sister who can combine dissatisfaction with what she wants to sweeten me.

"Fee, are your hands clever?

"Oh. My sister, she's a little something, huh?

To be precise, I'm only good at clay work, and the painting isn't as good as ever.

Blacksmiths and fine crafts, I guess, don't feel good either.

Rather than being technical, it feels strange to do well if you do as you wish? I guess it's natural.

"Then there's good things on this island!

Pan, and Watercolor, slap the palm.

"Nyu? Could it be clay? Phew, I like clay rubber!

"No, not clay"

Watercolor shook her head as she sifted, then, for some reason, said with a good face.

"This is water!