Life with my Little Sister

"O-Ma-Tsu-Ri-"

"Ahhh!

Today is the day of the star festival.

The star festival is superficial, only held this evening, but stalls, offerings, etc. are open all morning, and even after the star festival, the two dates seem to continue to make more noise.

So they call the day of their fate the 'book festival' and distinguish it.

Today is the first day, its book festival.

It's a day where people laugh, make noise, and enjoy themselves under a star full of points.

That's why my sister, who loves fun things, rarely woke up earlier than me.

This is the first time a young girl has woken me up on horseback, including in my previous life.

"Yay, yay! Today, the festival! Phew, festival lovers!

My Angel waving her body back, forth, left, and right with Yusa Yusa as she spanned me.

Speaking of getting up early, Mr. Dorothea also got up early to make breakfast for Grandpa, and he finished delivering it to the guild, and now he's preparing breakfast for his daughter and grandson.

I could have helped cook if I'd woke up earlier.

"Hehe...! I could see you sleeping! Phew, happy!

My sister, who changed from "Horseback Riding Mode" to "Accommodation Mode", cheeked happily.

You can't even look at my sleeping face, you won't get it...

(You're the only one sleeping with a loose face, Mother...)

You look just like your daughter, sleeping with a snorting face.

"All right, Fee. Wake your mother up and have breakfast."

"Phew, I like eyeballs! But I also like egg rolls!

Well, you like anything, don't you, in the case of My Sister?

"Ooh, here we come. Eh!

When breakfast was over, Hatcoz arrived right away.

Given the travel time, breakfast should have been a lot quicker than ours.

"We are, because your mother is early in the morning..."

Sisty, with a modest attitude, told me why.

If you do work in a nursery, will you too?

Meanwhile, the brother is patting his chest on My Pace, sending in the wind to cool off.

"I'm thirsty because I've been running. Hey, Al. Juice made with that rockol fruit...... is that a sports drink? Is that, like, too much?

"I don't have any more drinks. Because my mother and Fee drank it all. But the fruit of Rockall itself is still a little left, so I can't make it."

"Well, make it."

My God, is that your mother?

Well, gripping a knife for a pretentious culinary training isn't a bluff.

So I'm heading to the kitchen.

"Did you? Making that delicious? Phew, I like sweet and sour!

"Don't hug me while I'm using my knife, because it's dangerous. Okay?

"But, Phew, I like..."

Even if they pull their sleeves sadly.

In the end, Phee was hugged by her mother.

Don't worry, I'll go in and make drinks.

(As a matter of fact, do you want to keep one? For personal protection)

When I get into my eyes, it sucks because I know it's stained and stained in my eyes.

It would be a powerful weapon to protect us.

"As I thought yesterday, Al, you're good with knives, aren't you?

Mr. Dorothea peeks in wonders.

Now you won't be able to pretend to suck.

Something must be properly translated.

"I was interested in cooking, so I'm just referring to Mr. Dorothea. So it would be helpful if you could tell me a lot"

"Well, you want to learn to cook! That would be so good! I'll teach you anything!

"Wait, Al! If you're cooking, your mother will tell you! Even I can cook!

"Lucica! You're holding Fi, aren't you? And Al asked me to do it, didn't he? To me!

"Uh-oh! Al Ahhh......!

Oh, my God, this parent and child.

That's why we make sports drinks while we chat.

I used most of Rockall's fruit yesterday, so it's a lot less than last time.

(For research on whether or not I can make sports drinks, because I didn't buy them to make everyone drink them... That won't be enough)

Take what you can, to the brev.

We're done with a glass.

Fee, mother, everyone else's share.

"There you go, Brev."

"Ooh, Thankyou! Hmm? Is this all you got?

"This will be the only way. With that, you can drink as much as you want."

"Ah? What's going on, Al?"

My best friend tilts his neck with a pocan look.

I decided to lay it down.

"Ready? First, drink up to half that sports drink. Then add just as much water as you drank. Naturally, the amount returns. It's the same later. If you add more water every time you lose half, you'll be able to drink it indefinitely, right?

"Ooh...... Huh! Awesome! Awesome, Al! I knew you were a genius!

Yeah.

I think it's better that way, huh?

Right next door, Sisty is laughing in a troubled breeze.

By the way, she went ahead and washed the tools I used to cook. Thanks.

"Ha-ha-ha!

And my sister, who seems to have finished her drink, jumped at me.

Hold him tight and stroke Sarah's silver hair.

"Hehe...! Phew, I liked it! I like it!

I got a special cheekstick.

Um, soft.

"Oh, you two, you're really close"

"Heh heh. Of course, Mother. Al and Phee don't need a star festival.

Don't you need a festival?

My mother says she doesn't understand.

When I asked him what he meant, he apologized that he was speechless.

"Starfestivals have long been supposed to be a place for men and women to meet."

Oh, you know what?

Indeed, unlike Earth, in this world, where travel from city to city is also difficult, these events should be a powerful meeting place.

He said some people enjoy themselves as a couple, and many people look for someone to be a couple with.

(Guess I shouldn't consider it a simple 'numpa' place)

I guess it's a valuable opportunity to get to know someone other than your neighbor.

Then I was listening to you, Brev boy, tilting his neck in surprise.

"Why are we looking to meet in Cyril? If you're looking for a lover, the Alliance Adventurer said the city of Sherline is good?

"Sherline!? Absolutely! A man, that's it right away...... ugh!

Mr. Dorothea got angry with the pump.

Why did my grandmother get angry?

There is a reason for this.

To put it simply, Sherline is said to have many beauties.

So you took what the adventurer said as appearance bias.

So why are there supposedly so many beauties in Sheline?

This has to do with another city - a land called Wataru.

It was six generations ago that there was an 'alternation' in this country from the Royal Moonrayne to the Royal Frathvelk.

This is one of the aftermath.

Until then, the lord who ruled the Wataru was a burly Moonrainist.

As a result, he became a loser after the war.

And Wataru was also a powerful fortified city.

I'm not going to give it to the old royal supporters.

In other words, the seal - has been rearranged.

The destination was Sherayne, a secluded area at the time.

On the occasion of the change of kingdom, it seems that the man of the nobility, who was to be newly given the land, was a man of great ill character.

Scattered insults to previous rulers. My predecessors, naturally, are angry. But he's a loser. I can't complain about the table.

But I want to return the interest.

So I came up with an allergic harassment in order to say, 'To the transferee, take the beauties in the realm'.

And the new lord of Wataru will be in the fortified city.

Quickly, even if you try to have a local beauty, it's only subtle.

Find out what's going on and get furious.

The new lord sent a messenger to Sheilaine, saying, 'Turn back the beauty!' I protested.

Thus answered his predecessors, who were pursued by Watar, and were sent to a remote place.

"Yes, I did. Send a selection of beauties to the realm immediately."

And the women who were sent to the wolves were assembled from all over Sheilaine, "skank packed."

This is an important time for post-war processing.

You can't even buy extra hate.

So the new lord says, "You're skanks, so go home! I couldn't push him back."

As a result, Wataru is said to be full of skanks and Sheryn is said to be full of beauty.

Is it for that reason that Sherayne is seen as a place of admiration for men?

Hey, that's a terrible story...

To see Brev's reaction, he doesn't seem to know what's going on around there.

I don't know why Mr. Dorothea is angry, and I'm leaning my neck strangely.

(In fact, it seems that the present Sheline ruler clan has been known for its beauty for generations...)

Well, I guess it's unrelated to me.

If you want to see it, well, I'd like to see it.

"Yay, yay! Phew, I want to go to the festival fast!

And here, too, I have such a story and an unrelated sister.

My mother approached me and hugged Fee.

"If you relax a little more, let's go! Come on, festival!