Life with my Little Sister

In December, E-chan informed me that a bowl of noodles would be unveiled.

When I heard the news, I only had the feeling that I wished you would succeed, but that frigid elf - Mis - asked me about my home.

"Why don't you take a peek at the tasting, too?

When I had suggested, for example, that I should face boulders.

I did make the bowl, but I had no idea there would be a story about the important tasting.

Because I don't think you can get out where great ladies come from, and honestly, I don't really want to get involved.

When she said so, Mis turned her hands and shook her head.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, do you? Because what I suggested was not 'attendance', but 'peeking'."

"Yeah? Does that mean watching from somewhere?

"That sounds like it. Not at the venue, but in the corner of the kitchen, if you feel like it, like this... with Kosokoso."

A chibi elf that takes a speck like asking from a wall.

Are you literally really saying 'peek into the state'?

Then I'll never see the great people, and if you don't mind...

"But I can't. Because I don't have permission to go out."

"Ha ha. Permission?

What an idiot.

A petite elf who behaves like that all the time.

"You just have to go out on your own. Because I, too, just insisted that 'I want to go swallow while I'm at work' and that ghost (oh dear) bastard will reject me. Then you'll have to act on your own and grab your freedom"

You're joking about this, right?

If you're serious, you're not a broker, are you?

"For the most part, in your case, isn't it easy to go outside? I just need to ask Takazu for a moment. Being left unplayed by the servants is useful in times like this, isn't it? Even if he disappears for a little while, it's hard for him to notice, isn't it?

"No, it's not a big reason, but I'm gonna take care of Abel -"

"St ~ p!

Chanmai's beautiful index finger grew shashy and held my lips back.

"You're a smart kid or a fool, but you're not sure. You know what? Do you think it's a hassle to do something for Takazu or your sister?

"That will never happen"

I tell him so with Fugafuga because he keeps his lips held down.

"Then that should be the same for Takazu. If you're close, you deserve to rely on me in moderation. Of course, I wouldn't quit facial punching if you were wrong about" it's natural to ask for help unilaterally. "

I mean, Mis looks like she's up to something.

"Even Takazu wants you to rely more on me. Yeah. If you ask for it anyway, it's a strawberry, so you don't have a hand not to ask for it, do you?

Yeah. I'm sure of it.

You're thinking something bad, aren't you?

That read.

"Uh...... I mean, when I go to a tasting party, it's good for you?

"Chi......! Have you noticed?"

Compassion seems to be the character of going to the earth for no good.

No, should I call it a living bastard?

"If you have Takazu, you can hold onto those ghost glasses. In the meantime, I'm sorry I can stretch my feathers. After that, well..."

You're kidding me, but your straight eyes shot me.

"Because I thought," If I met you, "that sounded interesting?

"What?"

"No. This is the story. Whatever it is, it won't hurt to try it, will it? You simply get swamp dojo because you can swap it all you want. Yeah."

Eventually, I got on a suspicious elf invitation......

The Crane Putt family today congratulates them on the 'A Little Good Clothing' provided by the Chamber of Commerce.

For once, I'm sorry to bother you, but in case you meet or see a nobleman or something, you're mistaken for 'I'm one of you'.

Crude clothes, he said, "Why are civilians here? It could be."

But the favor of having good clothes on was, indeed, there.

That too, right in front of you.

"Ooh...! Fee, you're cute, aren't you?

"Hehe! I was praised! Phew, glad! Phew, happy! Phew, I like it!

My sister, dressed in white pretense, looks exactly like an angel.

It is also wonderful that it is united in 'white', coupled with silver hair.

"You think Fee looks good in white or vice versa in black. - More than that, Al? How can you not praise your mother?

"No, that's not what I meant..."

There's just an order to things.

In fact, a mother who still looks like a teenager looks well dressed like an aristocratic maid.

I think it would be a painting if I had an umbrella or something, but I'm embarrassed, so I don't put it in my mouth.

"Mm-hmm! Al, praise your mother for a little bit!

I was obstinate......

I'd like to use Abel's help to forgive my mother, but Mighty Char, with her alluring ears, has been abducted by Mr. Red Framed Eyeglasses.

"... hmm?

Where we are now, on the back entrance of the tasting venue.

The nobles and some great men naturally enter from the front.

So.

That's why the pair came this way, dressed in a shitty, identical outfit, stopped in sight.

(What, those two. Old man and toddler......?

Grandfather and granddaughter - I don't know, but they kind of don't look much like each other, do they?

No, I can't help but care how much I have in the world that doesn't resemble me.

The two of you who walked this way stopped in front of us.

"Uh...... I'm sorry, but I want to ask. Is it good in this building to have a 'tasting'?

Looking at the surrounding buildings, the old man asks questions.

This is one of the multi-purpose halls that had an auction the other month.

Naturally, other venues are used for different reasons. 'There are great people in and out, so it will be here' doesn't make sense.

"Is this a tasting party? Uh, looks like it, doesn't it?

I answer like any other person.

My family is not an official participant.

These two would be authentic customers, so it would be easy to answer this.

"Right, arrowhead. It's good to be here. I'm lost because it's not a carriage."

Well, a carriage would take you straight to the venue.

I guess this way of saying it came on foot.

(No carriage means guests from far away staying somewhere?

A leading man, or someone he knows, wouldn't it be strange to be called to a tasting party?

When I thought about it like that, a chick elf came out of the back door who invited me.

"Oh? Oh, hey...?

Comparing me to the two groups.

"That's a rare combination. No way, you don't know each other, do you?

From what I can tell, is Mis acquainted with this grandfather and the young girl?

Without having to ask the answer, the old man stuffed himself in a minimum-sized elf.

"This is it, Miss. As much as it will be held in which hall, can you explain it properly!

"Huh? You said something about a blue roof building."

"Don't you have eyes, you!? There are others, such as the blue roof!

"Blue roof building? There's nothing else. It's water over there and light blue over there. So, that's rugged."

Are you making fun of me or is this response with vegetables?

Either way, that's terrible...... I'm lost...

"I was just asking these people because you're going to explain it to me like an idiot."

"Huh. Then I knew you didn't know each other. Boring."

What the hell do you expect, this elf?

No, I guess it's not even Locke anyway.

"Well, that would be good. Alt-kun. Because of this, I'd like to introduce you to this grandfather and toddler girl, right?

In a disoriented motion, turn your hands to the two of you.

"My grandfather here calls me Michamon in the den of a textile enquirer in Etgo. This toddler is her granddaughter, Clara."

Next, the high elves turn their hands on us.

"Mm, Hideaway. This is an unnamed poor, crane putt family."

Miscellaneous introduction......

No, I don't care if they tell me.

I look at you two again.

The old man doesn't look very suited in his courtesy because of his bright white hair and long, fine beard.

I think a magician's robe or a cleric's wrapped coat would look better.

And the Immortal Cosplay.

And if you're a young girl...

Whoa.

A very beautiful girl.

No, you should say beautiful and young.

"………………"

That.

Whether he's your wife or someone you know, if you look at him, he's hiding behind a sad old man's back.