Life with my Little Sister

"Steady...... Kid thought awesome too...?

In front of "Finished Product," Mukimki's Santa Claus is in arms.

If I make something, I have Gad's hand all the time, but this Dwarf seems to have something to think about what I made this time.

So, what did you make, an item for my dear sister?

Our angels are active and therefore love to move their bodies.

So I thought I'd make you something to play with outside.

But my skill as a blacksmith is still missing.

So I asked Gado for help, and he did almost everything from creating parts to completing them.

"I'm sorry, Gad. I need you to do it every time, until you're assembled."

"That lady uses it, so I don't know what else to do. If half a serving is made halfway and you get hurt, even this one doesn't sleep well."

While talking, the old Dwarf took something out of the bag.

"And this guy must be, too, right?

What Gado gave me was a hat made of leather and cloth - like a helmet for children.

It smiles that the design and coloring are properly 'for girls'.

Or is it Dwarf's late obsession around there as well?

I was thinking about protecting my head, and I was thinking about buying a replacement at the Chamber of Commerce, so this is a thankful story.

That's what we talked about yesterday.

And today.

Before her sister, two kinds of vehicles emerged that the legendary Dwarf had made for her.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

My Angel's big beauty is sparkling.

From the size, at a glance, you must have found it to be 'for yourself'.

"Yes! to, this……!?"

"Yeah. It's Phee's. I'm the one who thought about it, but Gado's the one who made it, so I'm gonna thank you properly, okay?

"- Huh!"

My Sister breathes loudly and snorts firmly.

Running to the Dwarf teacher, Pepper lowers his head Fee.

"Thank you for making it! Phew, let me touch your beard!

"It doesn't matter if you touch the beard..."

You still give in and let me touch you.

"Hehe! Fluffy...... Huh! Softer than a dice!

"Why are root vegetables the subject of comparison...!?"

Gad is confused.

Fee, who enjoyed the bright white beard, ran up to me, grabbed my sleeve with one hand and pointed at the ride with the other.

"Yes! That, hey!? Phew, I want you to tell me what that is!

"Yeah. This way, it's called a tricycle."

"Rinsha......! That's Rinsha...!? That's got a chair on it!

"That's right. Have a seat. Then, before you ride, make sure you wear this hat."

I can put a hat on Fee's head.

Her sister boarded the tricycle with joy and courage.

One of the two vehicles Gado made is this tricycle.

If it's a bicycle, it has an auxiliary wheel, but it has a chain.

It's hard to create and maintain.

But if it's a tricycle, it's less difficult to create because it has pedals on the front wheel as it is.

Initially I was going to make it myself instead of throwing it round Gado, making it easier and simpler.

The result was that the technology still didn't catch up and I gave up working on my own.

"All right, Fee. Put your feet on there and move them, will you?

"Ugh, yeah......! Like this!?"

When your sister rows the pedal, the tricycle moves out.

"Whoa, whoa! It's working!

My Angel is shaking with emotion.

I'm curious about my mother beside me, but I can't do it on a size basis, can I?

You don't get to board, do you?

My Sister on a tricycle goes on and on suddenly.

Apparently, the ride is pleasant.

"Yes! This is fun! Phew, I like Rinsha! I can't believe you came up with this, but you're a genius!

"I can change direction, too, so why don't you do it?

"Miu? Like this?"

With the steering wheel, the body is also leaning.

If this is a bike, you'll fall, but a tricycle will do fine.

"Bent! Phew, bent! This is amazing! I can go anywhere!

My sister rides with a full smile.

Yeah.

Looks like you're going to be okay driving.

You were overjoyed, I look back at this one over and over again.

Because it's dangerous, I want you to drive forward...

"That's an idea for an arrow wheel..."

Gad's interest is nodding over there.

The first word the master of blacksmiths said, "I thought about Awesome", was the idea applied to the wheels of a tricycle.

Whatever that is, it's tire gear.

The wheel itself is twisted with an elastic material.

Gad is paying attention to it.

(The rubber was really good...)

In this world - and even in the Middle Ages of the Earth world - the wheels were peeled off and there were no tires.

The reason is that the rubber was not understood to be that good a material.

This is also something we have no choice in.

The rubber is resilient as it is but does not make it a stable material.

The temperature depends on the softness, the oil is weak, and it dissolves easily.

As a result, I only have enough balls to play with like my sister uses.

Even in this world, that's how we treat it now.

So why are there so many rubber products in today's global world, because in the nineteenth century, a technology called sulfurization was discovered.

When processing rubber, mixing peroxides and sulphur greatly improves the elastic limits and also improves stability and oil resistance.

This explores many ways to use rubber, one of which depends on saying that a tire has been created.

Around here, maybe, it's similar to iron.

Iron was also once called bad gold because it is hard but brittle.

But when mixing carbon is discovered to be steel, the bronze vessel is driven to become the epitome of metal.

I don't employ rubber for this tire because suddenly I can't use 'how to make rubber' that is nowhere in this world on boulders.

I used the skin of a warcraft.

I asked Yantine for a resilient and durable skin, which I processed into an incredible tire.

"Boy, did you often think of twisting the wheel to reduce vibration and strain on the body?

"You got in the carriage on your way back to Cyril. I was just wondering if it would be more comfortable if the wheels touching the ground didn't shake."

And, let it be deluded.

Rubber enhancement will be 'new discovery' with a regular face in time.

"No, this is tough, great technology. If you bring it to our Chamber of Commerce, I think you can patent it? No, I was wondering if the tricycle itself would sell to the wealthy first."

Teene, who brought me the tire material, says that.

It was an invention for Fee's comfortable pleasure life, but I did think that tires and tricycles might sell.

I have a sister first, so there are other things I can't look at.

Then you might miss an opportunity or make an unexpected mistake, so you have to be careful.

"Good for you. There you are. Awwwwwwww!

Fee is waving in a good mood.

I know it's okay, but watching one hand drive is bad for the heart.

"Uuuuuuuu! Al, hey, hey, hey! Mother would love to get on with me too...!

"You can't have your mother riding a tricycle..."

"Yeah, yeah!? But I want to ride! I want to ride...!

Even if you're shaken up, you can't have anything you can't.

Because the car for Fee is the right size for Fee.

"Bye, over there! Another one! If that's the case, your mother can play, right?

"Well, yeah, but come on..."

Can I put my mother on instead of my daughter?

"Fee, can you come here for a second?

"Yes! Phew, go!

My sister, who was running in front, turned gorgeously.

And pull over in front of me.

It doesn't have a brake on it because it doesn't assume to give speed, but it may still be using rustling and sorcery around it stopping properly.

"Hehe...! What's wrong with you?

My Angel, who got off, hugged me.

"Fee got me on a tricycle, but the other one. She wants to give me a ride?

"Meh! to, but what you made for Phew! Phew is the first!

For once, if it's "second," do you mean you can ride?

Mother, MySister's appetite for exclusivity also seems somewhat suppressed.

"Ugh...... Then after Fi, lend it to your mother, too?

"I get it! When Phee's not playing, I'll lend it to you!

My sister joyfully braves herself and rushes to another ride.

"Yay, yay! This! How dare you!? I want you to teach me how to play!

"Oh, yeah. It's called a kickskater."