Life with my Little Sister

"Yay, yay! Phew, do me a favor!

After lunch break, when I returned to the 'apple gummy' class, my sister hugged me.

For a big, sparkling praise, the light of anticipation is blinking.

"Hmm? Something...?

"Phew, I like your taste!

"My - taste...?

What does that mean?

If you want to appreciate the creativity of using your previous life's knowledge, you can still understand.

Unfortunately, I don't remember making my taste shine.

"I made it, Haniwa and Mejed! Phew, I'm impressed!

"Inspiring..."

But, well, I see what MySister is trying to say.

My sister has only a slightly unusual sensibility compared to other children.

Just a little bit.

Finally, he said he appreciated me for the Haniwa and Mejed designs.

"So, what's the connection between making Haniwa or Mejed and your favor?

When asked, Phee, once away from me, opens her arms.

He says to stick around, so he makes that wish come true.

My sister laughed "hehe".

And for some reason, I look far away.

"Phew, start touching the clay, that's enough, long..."

Yeah.

It's the end of the year, so it's only been a little over seven months, right?

Oh, no.

Should I say that for my three-year-old Myangel, he has spent the majority of his life with clay?

"Phew, that's where I thought. It's time to touch the new design! If you hadn't, it would have been possible!

Ha......

Are you asking me if I like anything other than Haniwa or Mejed?

What, that mysterious upliftment?

This girl, are you going to be a potter in the future?

"I got the story. If it's about design, we might be able to figure it out."

"Really -!?"

"True. So give me a break to push my cheeks around. It's hard to talk..."

"Yah!

Right, I don't like it.

Then I have no choice.

"I'm telling you, I'm not as clever as you are, am I?

I can't make a masterpiece out of clay.

Both Haniwa and Mejed had simple designs......

For that reason, I decided to draw an illustration.

The paper used is reused by the one that was broken by scattered children in the morning section and sneezed.

"Ho. Sarah, Sarah."

"Whoa, whoa!

Running an epistle, Fee's face glowed with emotion.

"Phew, but - I knew it was awesome! Lovely design all the time! Phew, I like it!

"Sake."

This time, I painted the rope-era puppets.

Because of all the unique shapes that have a reputation, I thought my child would eat them.

Among several candidates, two were suitable for Phee's glasses: Mizuku and Heart-shaped.

On the other hand, I didn't seem to show that much interest in The Shade Spouse.

On my own, I had a typical image of a spouse.

"Phew! Quick, make it! Thank you! Chiu!"

My sister got into production work after an enthusiastic kiss on my cheek.

It should be noted that the "apple gummy" chicks seem to have been propagated by Sisty's origami via other classes during lunch break and will work hard to fold it in the afternoon.

They say the mentz is a little down because there's also a 'system of depositing only in the morning' and so on.

Thus, staring at Phee on clay and the face of the 'apple gummy' obsessed with origami, on the back and sides, there is a soft feeling.

"Mmm...... Al, stay with me...?

"Akioo! Yikes!"

Two young girls have filled in the blanks of Fee's absence, as if they were even 'waiting to leave'.

Pooh took it on her back, and Sheep hugged her from the side.

Well, just the three of us, because we're pompous away from the community.

Playing with me is not a bluff.

"Nh... So, what do you want to play with?

Bowoko and I would have liked Shiritori or something, but there are sheep here too.

It would be the livestock business to make this daughter strong.

"Ah! Ow! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Sheep holding onto me, she rubs her head hard.

Apparently, she wants you to stroke her tuna more than play.

Good.

Then it's a direct touch.

Gently put your hands inside the baby hat.

"Ah! Kiku-yah!

That's all Sheep, she immediately gave a voice of joy.

He was hoping for more.

"Hey, what the hell!"

"Yan! Yan! Akiyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"Whoa! Dazzle!"

Pink light sting my eyes.

Because the light intensity increases in proportion to the joy, it is a natural consequence in some ways.

Whatever, Sheep's opponent, that's fine.

Later, it's Pooh.

"Mill. What do we do to play?

"Mmm......"

Then, Pooh.

The power of my arm in my body.

"Al, I... I want to hear about the stars..."

"Stars?"

"Mm-hmm. Me, the stars, I like... Rice-like......? I like it here...?

"Stars..."

I'm not that familiar with it either.

In this world, too, like the Arctic stars of the Earth world, there are 'stars that serve as indicators'.

As a survival knowledge, the knowledge of the stars that said so is taught by Abel, but more than that, there is still not much to talk about.

(For example, if it's a story about a star beginning with the New Year's Eve in the Earth world, I can tell you a few things -)

The story of the original world doesn't exist in this world, does it?

If Pooh gets really taken and talks to her surroundings, and later says, "There's nothing like that," she calls me a liar, because she's pathetic...

……

Pooh ko is spinning her words like a solitaire.

It's the same tension she often speaks, "Rururu..." but it's a language I know.

(Fantasy truth, this)

It sounds frigid as if it could even be heard in Catacotto's English, but it didn't differ in 'words over there'.

Starscreaming spells must have been fantasy truths.

Especially if I haven't used it as well as the ancient spiritual language.

(I don't give a wish to the stars. Widespread light, illustrious form of fantasy, or…)

That's a real chant, this.

Abel tells me that it's better not to spread the Lost Word, so there's nothing more to it than pretending not to know.

"Ji......"

Soon she came around the front, Pooh, with her puffy eyes, staring at me.

"Ji......?

"Hey, what is it...?

"Al, I know what I'm saying...? Ruru? Ru...?

"Yes, no? It's refreshing. What did you say?

Pooh shook her head.

Sheep hugging me rang "Kiku".

"Mmm...... Neither do I, I don't know what that means... Your mother also told you that the spell of star reading has to be memorized...? I also learned that this is all..."

In other words, is not it conveyed as a language, but is only the wording necessary for the construction of the surgical formula used?

"Ji no..."

And Pooh's loose eyes keep me locked on tight.

"Something, I think Al understands...?

"Ugh..."

Based on what, do that......

"Al is ~... after all... Mr. Bug?

"Chi, no......!

Damn, are you still suspected?

I mean, I think there's been more suspicion.

You're not supposed to be giving out any bollocks, why not!?

But Pooh didn't do any more tracking and stuck with me.

"Jiuu..."

"Yeah?"

"Me, October star down, I want to go see it with Al"

Uh, the October star descent is about meteors, right?

Every October, I can observe a shooting star in a constant group, but I'm guessing this girl is inviting me to it.

"Not a bad story, but I'm not in a very outdoor environment..."

"Mmm...... I wish I could go...... Rurururu..."

They rubbed my head all over me.

I mean, I didn't tell you about the stars...