Life with my Little Sister

"This will be your return carriage."

"Oooh!

In front of me, I look at a large carriage placed with a den, and I raise my voice unexpectedly.

My sister, who loves big and magnificent things, sparkled her blue lady and rubbed her cheeks against me.

"Whoa, whoa! Carriage, come on! Phew, I like big! I like it!

Why was a large carriage prepared when returning to the King's Capital?

This involves complicated circumstances.

First, that the 'formation' on the way home has changed.

Oh, my God, the return was to be accompanied not only by the Crane Putt family, but also by the Ahokaynen and Scheindel families.

Pooh and Sheep strongly hoped to accompany us, and that's what happened.

When that happens, it can't be stored in a lined carriage.

As a result, a large carriage owned by the Chamber of Commerce was chosen.

The carriage I used to get there also belonged to the Chamber of Commerce.

So I dare say that we leave it in the Cyrillic branch and send it to the King's Capital at a later date.

Cyril and the king's capital are close, so they travel frequently.

So he said it wouldn't be a big hassle.

The carriage can also carry the injured Yantine.

He reluctantly said he was afraid, but Abel scolded him to ride with him.

Thanks to the potion made by Takazu, even if the wound on his arm recovers, it was yesterday today.

Since it was not a force for war and should be put to rest, the escort was relieved of his duties on his return, and he was asked to take his time.

I feel a little sorry for Teene, who is depressed all the time.

It was Mr. Fennel, who was here as a chaperone, who changed and took the lead escort assignment.

Well, she would be more trustworthy than any other as a substitute guard for Tine.

On the road, they make everyone touch that squirrel-shaped obedience.

Leader, there are other escorts than that.

That was the security officer at the Cyril branch, and that evening we acted together, Mr. Renee.

The elves of the Chamber of Commerce, starting with her, said they would consolidate their surroundings.

Of course, the elves of Cyril serve as well.

Food and confectionery were offered in large quantities.

At a difficult time in the reconstruction of Cyril, the Chamber of Commerce has just announced that it will also provide support to the city, can you turn around your precious supplies?

"This seemingly exhausting response has the intention of a Cyrillic branch that thinks," I want to show Takazu a little bit better. "

Mr. Renee told me secretly.

Cheng Cheng Na......

But in fact, I guess that prospect succeeded because Abel appreciated it.

"... now I can give the Al's a comfortable journey"

Looks like you're thinking more about my home than you are about yourself.

"Al!"

To drop you off, Grandpa, Mr. Dorothea and Hatcoz.

Plus, your uniform was here.

Grandpa hugged his mother tightly and then put his scratchy palm over my head.

I've protected many people, it was a warrior's hand.

"Good luck with that."

My grandfather had a heavy voice and groaned briefly.

Grandpa and Brev don't know I played a big stand around.

He thinks he just evacuated straight from the stage venue to the Chamber of Commerce.

Well, if you knew the facts, there wouldn't be a word for "good luck".

Why, you fought Jumbo Meat in return.

If you knew the facts, you must have gotten "scolds" like "don't do anything reckless" or "don't do anything dangerous" or something like that.

So at best, I can only flatter my shoulders silently.

It's hard to say without telling the truth, but I can't help it all.

"Al, I..."

And Brev looks distressed for some reason.

"What's up, Brev? That's not a good look."

This guy would smile and say, "See you around!" or something like that.

Hatko's boy made a clench and looked at this one.

"I couldn't do anything that night."

Brev says that.

But this guy's only, like, six, right? Though I take it for granted, and I don't think it was a good occasion for a little kid to force it.

"If you say you haven't done anything, I'm the same. Most of the monsters were killed by the adults around them."

"But Al. You've always been calm. He was calm, never freaked out, and he was looking forward. But I'm scared..."

Even though I'm only a child, I think it's splendid to be ashamed of 'what I couldn't stand for'.

At least if I were really six, I'd think I'd be crying.

And most importantly...

"You were protecting me."

"Huh?"

"About Sisty. Brev was a good guardian. I've been holding your hand for a long time, haven't I? I know I was in a position to shelter myself if I had to. Didn't you understand, Sisty?

When she glanced at the Hatko girl beside her, she nodded modestly, but with clarity.

"Yes. Your brother has been protecting me for a long time. He inspired me many times, trembling and crying."

"I'm crazy about that, too."

Aren't you a good brother?

I put my hand on Pong's shoulder and my best friend's.

"There's no big difference between what Brev did or what I did. I tried desperately to protect someone. That's all right."

My grandfather, who watched such interaction, laughed nicely.

"Brev. If you're unhappy with the status quo, you just have to be strong, okay? Most of the time, that solves it. The Cyrillic Adventurer Branch has once again figured out the need for a competent adventurer. Don't worry, I'll work you out.

Half the encouragement. Where did you say the convenience of the Alliance was half?

Brev nodded firmly, though.

"I'll do it. Come on, we're gonna be able to protect everyone!

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm sure I can be strong.

So let's not wave the ten hands around, shall we?

In fact, you think the Alliance adventurers protected a lot of people in this uproar?

That and this, because Grandpa had called in a large number of adventurers beforehand, and he had also made them bring powerful equipment.

He also said the defensive command and rescue plan were accurate, and without this man, the number of casualties would have jumped several times, said Mr. Lucas, his grandfather's deputy.

Furthermore, what Mr. Lucas taught me was that his grandfather had succeeded in the aforementioned defense plan and that he was to receive a huge bounty for the achievements of the Count's rescue, but before being given it, he had donated all of them as a whole as funds for the reconstruction of Cyril.

Other than Mr. Dorothea, he seemed to keep quiet for the reason that it was illuminating.

The Mr. Lucas is on behalf of his grandfather, who is here to drop off his family, and is on his way to post-processing.

That's why he twisted my time for home.

Thankful story.

As much as I wanted to say hello.

"Thank you for your help, Alto, again this year"

Sisty thanks me correctly for the fold.

Mr. Dorothea asked me to set this girl up and do it with confidence, but I regret that she stayed in the universe.

But the Hatko girl is staring straight at this one so as to dispel my regrets like that.

"I, your mother asked me to. He wants the nursery kids to continue to teach him origami."

I see.

Did my proper thoughts come in handy?

"There's something I can do, and Alto told me about it."

It's not that serious of a proposal, so much appreciated is the other way around.

It should be noted that Rebecca, Mother of Hatcoz, is not here to help cook it out.

Sisty, too, says she'll be there to help you later.

"So, right..."

Sisty, suddenly mojo.

"Yeah?"

"Dorothea is officially going to teach me how to cook…"

You practice cooking since you were five, that's awesome.

For some reason, Sisty says.

"Mr. Alto. Me, I'm sure you'll be a good cook, so if you do, the... My cooking, can you eat...?

"Of course. I'm looking forward to it."

When I answered, the Hatko girl smiled happily and leaned down.

He's laughing at Niyaniya, while Brev seems to have gotten back on track as usual, "Good for you," he said.

A teacher who teaches that Sisty to cook embraced me.

"Al, be sure to come back to Cyril again, okay?

"Yes. I'm sure."

It's not my discretion to go out, but this is where my mother was born and raised.

I have to make sure you can come back.

"And then..."

Mr. Dorothea whispers in a whisper that only I can hear.

"Al's accessory to make, I'm looking forward to it, right?

"………………"

Even though you have a soft voice, the intimidation is not hammering.

You seriously cared what you only gave Sisty...

"Also, of course..."

My face must have caught on.

"Al."

And a military uniform that takes you one step forward.

Hold on, I'm in military uniform today.

"The city of Cyril, let it be well rebuilt. I want you to look like that. So I definitely want you to come back. As noblemen of this city, I welcome you with all my heart."

"Yeah. Be sure."

Hold hands tight.

White, delicate, beautiful hands.

If I were on Earth, I'd be able to afford a hand job.

Brev came over there laughing and put a hiji on your military uniform shoulder.

"You...... You swear to see me again, huh? What are you gonna do with that colorless story? Something more feminine, isn't it?

"Woman, like...?

The uniform, as a kyoton, then smiles demonically as if he had come up with something.

Natural beauty was not only a luscious thing to think of as a child.

"Ugh...... This is how it is? Master Breft...?

Awesome!

Your voice has completely changed!?

She's cute, but she looks messy.

That said, this kid had acting skills if he did it for some reason...

"Oh, brother, what, are you being rude!?"

Sisty pulled a doggy brev.

"Master Frey belongs to Zon Heroit!?"

"Am I right? What is it, Sisty? That, Zon, something."

Mr. Dorothea gives the words a frightened, windy face.

"Brev, you must be a resident of this city, right? How come you don't know the name of this national number of vocal bands?

"Voice music? I'm interested in songs..."

Speaking of which, Cyril said it was a vocal mecca.

"Heroit doesn't just sing, brother......!

When it comes to Sisty, he says that a group of people who can handle hi-hu often play plays a play.

I mean, even as an actor and actress, he said he had a lot of excellent talent.

(Ah -. That's why you were such a good actor, military uniform...)

Sisty threw in a further bomb as I made my point and Brev was tilting his neck.

"On top of Heroit, Zon, it's attached, right? This is an opera group to which only a man belongs...!

"Heh... Man... Man wo... ugh!?"

Brev shouted stunned.

I'm opening my mouth, too.

The military uniform, with her luscious expression, smiled delightfully.

"That said, Sisty and Grandpa were amazed at the moment Frey said Zon Heroit belonged -!"

I remember.

Grandpa even said, "Hey, it's that way."

"Kukukukuku..."

Frey is a luscious trick to make a wrinkle, including laughter, which leads to me.

"Did Master Alto also think of me as a woman...?

"- Huh!"

I was breathed in my ear.

Totally making fun of me!

'Cause your voice, your face, you're totally a woman!?

"Hahaha......! Well, sometimes my Zon Heroit performs all the acts on his own. That's why women are important."

The slightest laugh is that the arrow dust doesn't even look like a man.

"Then Al. I'll polish my act and invite you to the gig. I'll send the ticket sometime, so if it's convenient, I'd like you to come check it out. Not only Cyril, but also the King's Capital."

…………

The moment I left Cyril, I knew the truth.

Me and Brev kept our mouths open like idiots, with pitiful faces, and we looked at each other.