Life with my Little Sister

Not punishable at all, not bad.

No, it's nothing. You're slandering some manufacturer, aren't you? About me.

Last night, I took the liberty of getting out of the house and making Fee cry, and my grandfathers pissed me off.

I do worry about young kids walking at night. If I had children of my own, I knew I wouldn't allow them to wander in the middle of the night.

But that's it.

I've decided to go see Mighty Char again, with his alluring ears.

... Come on, let me touch your ear? Year-by-year cravings, huh?

There are currently four people in the Crane Putt family in Cyril who put me in.

Osama of Shark has not yet returned from his guild in an interrogation of the guys he caught during the day. Everyone else is already dreaming about me.

Mr. Dorothea was straining his dishes.

It seems my mother was playing with Hatcoz and Pooh while we were gone.

And my sister played with me a lot during the day and didn't take a nap, so as soon as she left, she was in Nemo mode.

Oh, dinner was included, and I was eating right.

In other words, say that the women will be in deep sleep.

I figured I'd have more free time at night than last year.

So I decided to go see Abel.

(Signal obliterated!

Knock it off......!

This year, I'm not what I was last year.

With the new magic available, the cover-up became more skillful.

"Supi supi...... Suki..."

When you look at your sister, who hugs me and sleeps with a mellow smile, there is something inside, but my brother has to go. Forgive me.

Hitting Phee on her mother, she held Myangel in her like a bug plant. This must be unconscious. Natural embracing habits and clouds.

I gently got out of bed and left the bedroom behind.

Go through the dark, blue corridor and out.

There's nothing like no sign that that guy won't notice me.

It's a big city, but I'm sure I'll see you.

Me and her, that's how it's done.

...... and good.

Headed ahead, same as last year.

Visible through a window, under a large tree.

She was there, eyes closed, standing.

It's like, a single picture.

Or as if it were part of a tree.

It was naturally blended into the spot.

It's not like I'm blocking my signal.

It was complete silence.

I'm getting close to that elf.

She won't open her eyes.

Get closer.

I don't want it to be slight.

I leaned in such a shapely quiet, softly.

I close my eyes, too, as she does.

"... somehow"

"Yeah."

"... somehow, I felt Al would come here"

"Yeah......"

Which one of them moved?

When I realize, sometime.

This one and that one, they were holding hands.

(Oh, yeah. Natural and good, like this)

I like the sound of the wind.

When I opened my eyes, she was staring at me, too.

Same look last year.

Same height as last year.

This girl doesn't change anything.

Only my back length is stretched.

You're not wearing a hat this year.

Witch daughter style is cute, too. The hatless version sounds good, too. Seductive ears look cool, too.

Whoa, I forgot to mention something important.

"Evening, Abel."

"... n"

The mouth that should be faceless soothes faintly.

I like this quiet smile.

…………

…………

Abel doesn't talk about anything.

Just like I said myself, I guess you can talk.

But now I felt different.

As I did in the floating garden where I saw those white flowers.

There is also a bond that doesn't need to be talked about.

Maybe that's a good thing to be proud of.

More than that, I'm sure, it's important.

In the fantastic scenery that was just a one-sided view, I guess, I am.

That's how Abel and I looked at the pale moon for a while.

... Well, of course we don't have anything to talk about. Because horseradish is important.

"... Obedient Demon?

Hearing what happened today, Abel shrugged, pompous.

"I'm politics. I don't know what's hard about it, but if you think only of the gist, if it's going to cause problems, it's going to be him."

Blah, I don't even know their motives.

I don't even know when I was going to get busted.

It is possible that Frey changed his purpose by witnessing him and said he would lurk for a few years.

We're in Cyril until the star festival, and after that, I can't help you with your grandfather or your uniform.

"... n"

Abel closes her eyes. Beautiful side.

I have long eyelashes...... or something extra to think about.

"... only in this city, there is no great warcraft, no thought, no soul, no magic response"

"What. Do you understand?

"... on this scale"

No. It's a big city, Cyril.

So, you're saying you're safe for once.

"... I can't be sure of that. If you use a golem, like in an ice hole, for example, there's no wonder you can't feel the current state, the magic, the soul."

Oh, well.

I don't know the motive or purpose of the other person, but if 'I want to mess with Cyril' or something like that is the reason, do I not have to detain myself to the submissive demon?

There is no wonder that terrorism is carried out by another means.

(I didn't know you could naturally be wary of another means, boulders are real-life experienced mittee chars. That's a big difference from me...)

But then you say you can't see a clue that leads more and more to the killer.

The timing and means are unknown, there's nothing I can do.

As I was thinking, the next reaction could be in a few years.

"... anxiety?

As I arched my hand, Abel peered into my face.

Fine, your face is close.

"I have a mother, too. I wonder if there's anything wrong with that."

"... vague has no choice but to deal with. I don't think it's a good idea to think too much."

That's true.

The exorcist targeted the prince in the first place.

There is also a good chance that I came to Cyril simply for another reason, and that I intend to do something in the King's capital.

Even if I'm roaring at a stage where no additional information comes in, I guess I can't help it.

Yeah.

I don't really understand it on my head, and should I change the subject?

"Will Abel come with us for the festival?

"... I don't like the crowd. I'm thinking of leaving the city while it's noisy."

"The Miracle of the Moon" Made Up Case.

He stayed with me at the extraordinary festival after that, but that one needed Abel's help to get out.

If not, you don't want to go where humans are giddy.

"I'm sorry about your mother, aren't I?

"... if it fits that kid, there's no limit"

Bassari.

but I can't even refute it.

"… I recognize that what is called a festival is important and enjoyable to many people. So this is my problem with good and evil. I can't find much value in the noise."

Uhm.

I really don't like it. I can't force you to do this.

I don't think that's the kind of occasion you'd come to if you asked me to.

"... than that, Al"

They pulled my sleeve.

"... for me, this time is more important"

Oh, yeah.

You mean look at 'now'.

On that point, I have no objection.

Abel and I have very little time to spend alone.

I mean, it's precious.

Visiting is another silence.

Wordless, warm silence.

As I looked up at the pale moon under the big tree, me and her spent, just zipped, shoulder to shoulder.

It's just that - irreplaceable, at night.