Life with my Little Sister

You were right to pick up the place early.

There were many people who thought the same thing about our crane put clan, even though there was still time to say hello to the star reader.

But this would be a natural story.

Star reading is coming, the star festival's star star star. You don't see this, you see what.

Ms Tarbicki took the stage tonight.

In contrast, the dewcase continues until the day after tomorrow.

You don't have to ask which one you should choose.

Not to mention some people coming from other cities. Given that, it should be said that it was only thanks to an early decision that we were able to locate it, but that it was a survival.

"Hehe...! Phew, next door!

The special stage is surrounded by multiple benches installed in a semi-circular fashion.

I took the liberty of securing quite a range, especially since it does not specify the space for each of them.

If it gets crowded, they might say, "Pack it," but you know what? My Sister is going to make you feel comfortable, so I'm going to make you refuse.

I guess Mr. Dorothea feels the same way.

He lays his seat on the bench and appeals to the 'territory'.

Especially in her case, though I guess it's space for all the little ones.

"Doesn't it have to be the front, Al?

My mother will ask me if I have this position.

Even if we're in the front row, we're stopping at the right end.

Anyway, the stage sleeve looks so subtle.

It would be natural to assume that it is difficult to see.

But, of course, this place makes sense.

Quite simply, it is easy to evacuate.

Positioning that would get you out of the most crowded venue when something happens.

Then, they chose a location close to the security personnel 'blockade and where multiple evacuation routes could be chosen.

It's safer than some ease of sight.

(Well, I think it's excessive caution...)

Behind us are two subtle high elves.

Blah, because with the Yantines alone, most crises will be eliminated.

It's just that they're protecting us.

When something happens to Pooh, I'll have to move first.

(To do this, it's generally good, so I want to know where she is. -)

There was someone on the stage sleeve staring at me.

Ru Ru Ru...... Ru Ru Ru Ru......

I can't hear you, but I can see you squeaking like that, a puffy looking girl.

Yeah.

Obviously, you're looking at this one...

(Oh, I'm about to jump out, I got caught...)

There's a guard-like woman in a hurry to strangle her wings?

Well, it seems like it was an escape from the hotel when we reunited in Cyril, and maybe it's marked as a troublemaker.

However, it is good to have an escort beside you, even if you are an eyewitness.

The safety rate has never been higher.

"Oh...?

At the corner of my vision, probably because I had a big move.

My mother seems to have noticed the future Savior.

I walk up to the stage with Hitoshi.

Because it's still time before the stage, or no tartar.

Several knights and adventurers are consulting on and beside the stage.

Mother walks straight through it.

He's so grand, he doesn't seem to care about rejection.

(Oh, I'm having a good high touch with Pooh)

Same friendliness. The escort's in trouble, isn't he?

Mother kept holding hands with Pooh and came this way.

Behind it, a guard who follows with a weak face.

"Mmmm... Al..."

Po Wo Chi reaches out to you if you're not connected to your mother.

"Meh! I don't know. Touch it, man!

Fee hugged me and stopped it.

But Pooh ko.

When I quickly let go of my mother's hand, Shasher turned around behind me, and on my back, I was beaten like a koala.

(Even though there is a bench, it is clever...)

Meanwhile, my sister has a desperate face, "Ahhh!?" or something odd.

No......

Even if you look up with those crying eyes.

And when my mother sits directly next to me, she hugs the three of us to the top.

"Hmph. Mother's, one wins ~ …!"

What is the triumph?

"Miltier, you said to just watch the stage for a second, didn't you? If you don't come back, I'm in trouble!

The escort spills stupidity, but Pooh Pooh Koala, who lives on his back, refused in the usual, laid-back tone.

"It's better next to Al... Safe...?

"What are you talking about!? Aren't you here a normal family, not a warrior or a knight!?"

"Mm-hmm...?"

Stop, Pooh.

Don't breathe on my neck muscles!

"From the stars... I feel the worm...? Al must have ~... had some tea...?

"Hey, why did you...!?"

"After all, Al was a bug...... Finally, confession..."

"Chi, no...... Huh! I'm not a bug! Tea rice...!

"Rurururu...... Ruru ~..."

Knock...!

How far can you read it?

Arrowhead, she's in my hands......!

"Bugs, tea rice, it makes too little sense......! Please, go back with me......!

The escort woman, half, was crying.

Maybe Pooh kept flirting with me.

"Uh, Pooh... is Mill going up on that stage?

"Me, Secret Character......? Sniffing ~....... Ruru......?

Is this you?

To the stage, is that a good interpretation of not going up?

Meanwhile, the escort. They understand from our conversation that this one knows where she stands.

It tells me a little bit about the situation.

"Miltier is an important subject of protection. Plus, he's still young. So now I'm supposed to say it shouldn't be served in public! So let me collect it......!

"So ~... It's safer next to Al...? Full...? Salmon meal......? I like fish, too. But it's not in Cyril...?

"We are war experts! You can see that this very ordinary family of tourists is no stronger than me!

Yeah.

For this man, Pooh is a strange kid who repeats his deafening paranoia, isn't he?

And as he anoints the fire, Brev bravely raises his hand.

"Ooh! I'm fine. What?

…………

Guardian, you have completely white eyes.

In fact, I don't think Brev is strong compared to kids his age, but in this situation, it would only seem like a tough joke.

We can't beat adults yet.

That's why the escort ignores Hatko and reaches over here.

"Ah...... Al......"

Pooh, who stuck to his back, seemed to resist, but ended up being stripped off.

Should I have grabbed the hand that was stretched this way?

"Look, I'm coming! Dear Talviki, don't worry......!

Still a puffy look and signs, but I feel like I really wanted to stay here for the sake of it.

She remained in reach until she was invisible.

"... Phee"

"Hey, did you... Phew, I like it!

"Pooh... can you identify Mill's soul even if it's away?

"Phew, I love my soul! I always want to touch you!

That's an honor.

But now you want me to answer the question?

"So, what do you think?

"It's hard to see when you leave, that, just like your eyes! But Mill's soul, just one weird! Like the stars, they sparkle!

Right. Is it easy to identify?

That would help.

In the end, as it were, Pooh never came back.

- And the stage curtain opens.