Life with my Little Sister

"Did you hear, did you hear? That" New Moon "lady is looking for a new book."

"I heard you, I heard you. I didn't expect you to go ahead and try" Princess of the Hope Moon. "

Oh, even today.

I can still hear myself comparing and disparaging today.

Claudia was alone in the shadows.

(Even though I want it, and I'm not soliciting sidelines -)

The fact that Claudia's grandfather staked out with the Claustel Marquis had spread among the nobles in the name of 'The Reckless Challenge of the Third Princess'.

"Hahaha......! I didn't know the Third Princess had the guts to compare it to the Great Mountain!

"Here. You don't have the guts to hang out with mountains. Without thought, without vision."

"But this guy's a sight to behold, right? How will His Highness the Third Princess explain why people didn't get together?

"Hey, His Royal Highness the Third Princess herself is an 'alle', but behind it is the Ventelshoven family. Some of them will try to get into the Marquis' house, so it won't be completely unapplied for. but the problem is quality."

"Right there. In the unlikely event that Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess's sidekick 'The Loser' comes, don't talk about it as a disgrace!

"It's okay there. That princess doesn't have a face to lose already!

"Hahahahahaha......!

(No more... Huh! I don't want to do this anymore!

Claudia blocked her ears and crouched in.

Is it so sinful that you can't use witchcraft?

Just having one of my own will annoy my mother's home as well.

What a miserable and unusual being Claudia Holy Metel el el Frasevelc is.

As many have said, there is no way they will come to you.

Even if you do come, you must be overlooked and fooled.

"I don't need it...... Huh! I don't want that stuff...... Huh!

Recruitment for side service for her had already been the subject of fear.

"No, I think I should take a closer look, Claudia."

One day.

That's what an old man like my grandfather said to Claudia, who refused to serve.

"Dear Effmont...?

The old man's gaze as he looked up and looked up was harsh but warm.

In his eyes there is always no fine dust in the colour of contempt.

So she's curious to hear what Effmont has to say.

"Marquis Bailefeld, the original planner, was told. He said he would recruit to give His Highness the throne of his hip. If I were to replace the word" minister "with" friend, "I would ask my Lord to obtain it. It's beside me, we can laugh and cry together. I think that's who I want you to be."

"But Master Effmont, I get people like that, etc. -"

"Claudia."

An old magician blocks the words of a young princess.

"Don't let Aardvark's words pull you off and decide what you're worth. Your value isn't what you're supposed to make from now on. There is no need to place absolute value on only one side of magic. Talk to Claudia about yourself in the value of the human being himself."

"But... Master Effmont is a great magician. You are a great prophet......!

"Then ask, Claudia. Are you going to get along with me because I'm a magician?

"Yes, no......! That's different......!

"Right? You're watching" I'm not a magician ". Then you're the same. I'm sure I'll be able to make a roundabout with someone who'll see the girl herself as" Claudia. "I believe so."

Claudia turns a blind eye to the words of the old man.

"Like Master Effmont, is it?"

To the words of the young princess, the old man laughs with his eyes down.

(I'm a jizzy... It's been so long, I guess I won't be beside you...)

Put your hands on the head of a virgin like your granddaughter, as you delude.

"Recruitment is not always' hit ', as the Lord fears. Ning Lo, I guess a lot of them don't work. But if there is a slight chance that you will meet someone who will look at you, don't give up hope."

…………

Claudia silenced, unable to answer yes.

Since her fifth birthday, she has never been kinder than her family and the old man in front of her.

I didn't have the courage to answer immediately.

I can see the movement of such a third princess's heart, but therefore, Effmont was unable to proceed any further.

"By the way, it's a different story. Lord, do you remember the eel tasting?

"... Huh? Yes. Of course. I've never had a great treat like that."

"Mm-hmm. Because it really goes well with booze. So, bye. There's a dessert made by the guy who developed that eel dish, why don't you go eat it?

"-!"

Until then, Claudia's eyes, more and more cloudy, turned and sparkled.

To Effmont, who has been dating since she was born, I know that the princess in front of me is' I love sweets'.

"Ah, Master Effmont......! That dessert is not a 'puffy' treat... Huh!?"

"Oh, I know. Sure, it was called pudding."

"Plump......! Again...!

Claudia, who put her fingers together as if to pray to God, looks up to heaven with a tranced look.

"I hear from your mother that it is a treat in heaven......!

"I don't think Miss Tineke has eaten it yet either... Do you want to check all the mothers and daughters? Well, it seems to be a popular dessert for women."

"When...!?"

"Yeah?"

"Plump, when can you eat...... Huh!?"

"It's probably good to eat... So, it's a place, but the drinker I know told me that he would lend me the shop during the day, so that's where I eat. The time is up to you."

"Come soon!

"Wait, wait! I haven't told you anything important yet."

"-? What is it? Plump won't wait, though."

"People change, Lord..."

When Effmont coughed, he turned off his bitter laughter.

"It's that pudding, but someone else is coming to eat it."

"Eh -"

Turn around, Claudia's expression turns into fear.

I don't like other people. Others are scared.

Such a thought-provoking face.

Effmont dared not touch it and continued his words in a casual tone.

"Holle, your brother and sister were about the same age as your lord at the eel tasting party, right? That's it. That one's coming too."

…………

It's not like there's anyone else here.

The young princess lagged behind slightly.

Claudia.

The old man puts his squeaky big hand on the girl's head again.

"Stop being afraid of those who aren't even enemies. You're really gonna turn it on your enemies one day, aren't you?

"Yes..."

"And, bye. If you're going outside, you're not Claudia. My granddaughter, Clara."

"Master Effmont's, granddaughter's, of...?

"Bye. Your lord is just a textile inquirer's daughter. No one sees you without magic. You stay in touch with people. Depression, fear, despair, it's not too late after that, is it?

Claudia, who was cruising, took time, but eventually nodded.

It was a pleasure for Effmont that he was tempted to take a step forward.

(Come on, it's not up to Alto Crane Putt later...)

Whether or not that tiresome atmospheric child will support 'Granddaughter'.

That was an important point for Effmont that could not be ignored.