Life with my Little Sister

"Ya, hey..."

The man raised one hand with a grin.

Is' I don't know what face to look like 'an expression I use when this is the case?

My sister in my arms is cheeky at me for not being interested in the person I've been talking to.

I'm the man in front of me - I know who Stefanus is, but I still haven't seen him properly.

You can't even call me 'Father'.

Staring silently, the other spinned the word first.

"Do you know who I am?

It's my view that people leave our mother alone, but they won't even have to go ahead and sell fights.

So I pointed to the main building.

"Who lives over there"

"Oh yeah...... I'm sure it's on the other side. Exactly. Ha..."

And Stefanus is laughing, but I meant to say, 'The world you live in is different'.

Probably not passed on though.

"I say Stephanus. I don't have much to do with you guys."

Father, it doesn't look like he's officially named me.

Well, even if they say, "It's my dad," that's gonna get me in trouble.

"So, what can I do for you, Mr. Stefanus?

After this, it's Phee's nap time.

Sleep time is very important for my angel to grow. I just hope it's not a long story because I want to give you a good night's sleep.

"Mr. Stefanus, or... You don't seem to know who I am. Well, I can't help it..."

The man smiles bitterly, then again sees' The Children '.

"I hear you're very talented brothers and sisters."

And he looks subtly proud.

Well, if three of the four children come with certainty and magic, they may also bud their confidence as' breeding horses'.

Then her sister in her arms reacted immediately.

"Phew. Yet, genius! Very smart! Nice outfit! Nice! He cares so much about Phew! Phew, I like it!

"Right...... It's great to be close to your family."

Mr. Stefanus with a distant eye.

Are you simply thinking about our brothers and sisters getting along, or your family relationship with 'the real wife'?

"Isabella's been talking a lot about you lately."

Being late to Phee. Be the third child born in two months, the first.

I only met Miss Isabella once.

No, of course I know you've come to see us play in the garden many times.

(But I don't even think I've come to see you on a whim, as much as "The Real Daughter" puts it on the subject...)

There's no 'purpose' to something, and I think there's a 'reason'. Or, 'excuses'?

So Stefanus, after one breath, cut out like this.

"Don't you think it's a good thing your family can live with you?

"Phews, we've been living together forever! Fun every day! Phew, happy!

"I know that. But you don't have a father, do you?

"If I did, I don't need anything else!

…………

Neither calculated nor malicious, Mr. Stefanus is tempted by a word of vegetables.

But I had somewhere to look in his words.

(Father, did the old man Kaspel say anything to you...?

The word 'family together' against us would be a line that would never come out of Mrs. Aufsta.

Of course, from Mr. Stefanus, who is being dragged around by her.

If so, the head of the Marquis Bailefeld family. A man who reigns over Lord Togee and Father.

I wondered if someone like that poor gangster's best friend might be instigating something.

(Old Caspel, are you going to use us for something? Or is there another intention......)

I don't really think that old man has a hobby that delights in viewing the friendly family landscape.

If it really hit my awkward imagination, there's got to be some reason there.

Of course, there is no such thing as the intention of the Marquis Bailefeld, but it is also possible that Mr. Stefanus simply spoke of his' hope '.

Stephanus, who was cut off by Fee, now hits me in the eye.

"What do you think? For the family, don't you think you need a father?

"You have a premise for that."

"Say what?

"It's a simple story. Father is a big black pillar of the family, so it's out of the question, for example, not to starve your precious family, not to have all kinds of escorts on your journey, right? With a run-down pillar, you can't support the house. It would be safer to keep away from them because they are at risk of crushing."

…………

He is out of line.

There was a clear upset in my eyes looking at me.

Apparently, it occurred to me that I was aware of who 'a man named Stefanus' was.

"... oh, you were a genius, if you say so"

My father scratched his head.

And again, stare at me.

"I care about Lucica, and I want to deepen my relationship with those kids. There is no falsehood in that thought."

"It's splendid. So how exactly are you going to protect my mother from Mrs. Aufsta's harassment? Or if the Marquis Bailefeld orders you to abandon your concubine, you can assume that you have the temper and the countermeasure to just resist the order?

"- Huh? That's..."

The man stared.

Oh, yeah.

No good one, this.

If you'd said 'Protect Lucica no matter what' here with clarity, you might still have had your hopes.

Depending on what you can't do, you're the one who's in trouble.

You can't row out on a borough ship or a mud boat.

Even over time, I was able to reconfirm that I should assemble my own materials and build a robust ship.

Otherwise, he'll be drunk by the ravages of the world and sunk by all his family.

Mr. Stefanus saw Fee again so he could escape my gaze.

"Wow, don't you think me and your brother are alike?

Apparently, he went on an operation to make people familiar with him on the outside.

But Fee's expression was clearly cloudy.

"Not at all alike! My soul is so beautiful! It's not like anyone's! I'm not hysterical like that!

"Is...? Hey, what are you saying...?

Just because it doesn't make sense, my father is in trouble.

I guess what this girl saw is not her appearance, but her soul according to words.

And it's natural for my soul to say, "Unlike anyone else's," and my body looks different because it's a raven and a horn, and if it's in it, it's from Earth.

The part where you say 'beautiful', you should listen to it half the time.

Whatever, Mejed seems to have a good look...

Fee has completely bent his knob.

Apparently, Mr. Stefanus was disturbed by what he called 'resemblance to me'.

He kept his cheeks puffy and swollen, rolling out his cheeks at me.

It was the second time yesterday.

His father, who had angered his' daughter 'without knowing why, seemed to think of stopping the far-fetched spin and suing him outright.

"Wow, I, the whole family, want to live together...! That's what I've always thought...!

"I've always thought about it, but now I can think of it, if you won't protect my mother, it's just harmless and useless. I'm important to my family too, so I'll never give it up there."

I turned down the word that I wanted to live with.

I guess it's true that this guy still likes his mother.

Words that say you want to live with your family.

But that's why I'm in trouble with 'you don't protect me'.

I don't want to see the two of you get horrible because I care about Phee and my mother.

Most servants other than Mia and Ifonne still stare at our family with the kind of eyes they see trash, and it's not uncommon to get punched in the pussy.

I can go through with that myself, but I definitely don't like it when two important people are scorned.

Before we live together, we don't even consider the neighborhood, or have the ability to make it change, we don't talk about it.

I think I want Fee or my mother to laugh at me at all times, and I want her to be happy all the time.

So I want 'Father' to have the power and the temper to eliminate the tangible and intangible disorder, so to speak.

My mother still seems to like Stephanus, so maybe my thoughts and words are wrong.

My father said in a squeezing voice.

"The Marquis may give me permission to live with my family...! With your permission, Aufsta won't complain...!

No, I'll say it. He said it was a togee personality.

Or I don't have to put it in my mouth, but I think harassment will increase.

But it's not there that matters.

Old Caspel said, "Permission may be given."

(I knew Stefanus came to see 'the child' for a reason by that grandfather...)

Whatever you think, it's not a word out of your heart.

My father looked at me with starved eyes.

"Being a family is hard..."

"It will depend on what kind of family you aspire to. I find it difficult, especially when 'happy' comes with it. But that's all worth it, isn't it? At least that's what I want."

"You're a hawk..."

Stefanus laughed mocking himself, looking just a little sad before turning his back.

"I still want to live with my whole family."

That said, my back keeps away.

(Family, or...)

In case he turns out to be a fine man.

Can I think of Stephanus as my father?

Aren't you the one who has memories of a previous life who faces the reality that 'it's hard to be a family'?

Stefanus is gone and her sister, who brings back a smile, cheeks at me with joy.

"Yes! After this, I'll take a nap with Phew! Phew, I'm going to sleep pinched in a dice! Phew, happy!

I don't know if I can be family with him.

But now.

The child in my arms is an undisputed family.

This smile alone would be worth my life to protect.

That's just what I thought, one March day.