Life with my Little Sister

We had two peaceful and enjoyable days and arrived in Cyril.

This is my third visit in a year.

By way of example, in the city, Abel seems to take a different course of action.

It's a shame, but I can't help this.

There was a change when I tried to knock around the main entrance of the city.

One of the guards called me.

"Quite frankly, but not all of the crane putt families?

"Yes, but something?

"I'm late for my application. I serve the Viscount Baumann family."

The warden said he wanted us to know about it when we got here.

Finally, I was wondering if you could make some time to meet me.

"Al, that kid liked you"

Mother mouths somewhere out of focus opinion.

Either way, I'm going to see you again in uniform.

"It's beautiful in the city."

I just got off the carriage, and Yantine squeaks.

As information suggests, the streets and buildings destroyed by the Warcraft are being cleansed.

"To some extent, the placement is also involved. More defensive and efficient township."

means the words of Ms Fennel, who has already visited Cyril after reconstruction work in connection with the Swamp Dojo.

"Assuming defense or escape in the unlikely event, new maps are shared with me at Fennel. But it will be her who is actually looking at the city with those eyes, so please ask her to rely on Fennel when she escapes."

Tine tells me so and I can bow my head.

Only our escort seems to think a lot of things.

"If you have difficulty getting out, or a crisis that doesn't need to be that far, please head to the Chamber of Commerce branch in Cyril, right? We will work with these elves to protect you."

I understand that, but quickly, you can hold me, can't you, Mr. Fennel?

My sister will be furious, so I, Ollie, would like you to give me a break.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Lucica, oh, my God, oh, my God! There he is. Ahhhhhhhhhhh!

When I arrive at my mother's home, the same hot and painful grampa hugs my mother.

"Eh heh! I'm home, Father."

"Well done. You're back safe. Ooh! The boulder is my beloved daughter. Ahhhh!

"Please don't tell me you don't understand 'boulders' just because you're back. I'm embarrassed..."

Dorothea, Mother of My Mother, is the one who shows up.

She also holds her mother tight, but she only looks like a friendly sister by her side.

It's been a year, but you really don't get old, this guy.

"It's been a while. Thanks again for your help."

"Become!

Break your hips with Pepper with Fee.

"It's great to say hello."

And after making a slightly snobbery remark, Mr. Dorothea saw the baby I was holding.

"So, what about the kid? I didn't hear about the" third man "being born?

"Did my grandson get more again?!? Here we go, Ryushker-oo!

Grandpa is thrilled.

I wonder if this was also the case when I or Phee...?

"Yeah, no, Dad. This girl is in trouble and we're just keeping her. But I think of Noir like a real daughter."

"What do you mean, Noir? Well, get inside the corner too. You must be tired from a long journey. - Welcome back, everyone. Glad to have you back."

Mr. Dorothea says with soft eyes.

I wonder if this place, too, is good to think of as' home '.

"Nevertheless, I'm spirited..."

Grandpa Shark arms up when he sees Marimo being stuck by My Mother.

Spirits rarely appear in people, and I guess it's rare from adventurers in the war.

It should also be noted that being a pure spirit, as planned, is hidden, and vaguely deluded as to protection, 'deposited via elves'.

"Speaking of spiritual bait, it would be magic, but this baby looks human... Could it be the type where you can eat regular food as well?

"It looks like if I had magic in my cage, I could eat it, but I can't seem to do the basics. But sometimes when we're eating, we're jealous."

"Oh... Then you can't have my rice..."

I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Dorothea.

There is one angel who changes and gives his hands full of energy.

"Yes, yes! Phew! I'll eat plenty of fu! The rice here is delicious! Phew, I'll change!

"Oh, I'm glad! Fee's a good girl. I also want to make more than hang it on my arm..."

Continue to be sorry, Mr. Dorothea, who sees the kitchen.

There's a treat there that you think you made to welcome us, but it doesn't look like you're making dinner.

"Is that unusual that your mother isn't ready for dinner?

"It is..."

Like a child, a grandmother who swells her cheeks a lot.

You look just like your daughter and grandson in these places, don't you?

"Because Lucica and the others are coming home, your father says, 'We're going to eat dinner tonight outside' and he won't let me make it..."

"Sometimes it's good... It's a treat, isn't it?

"What is it!? Doesn't my rice look like a treat!?"

"Yes, no... Don't say that..."

Same power relationship.

Grandpa coughed to deceive and turned a cold sweaty smile on us.

"Anyway, you can expect dinner tonight, okay? 'Cause I'm gonna make you eat something so good that your cheeks fall off."

"Yummy!? Phew, I like yummy! Oh, my God!

"Yes, sir."

If I give you a hug, you'll have a full grin, and they'll rub your mochi cheek off.

My mother, who saw it, is chewing on Marimo herself too.

And raise your face and ask the grampa.

"So, Father. Where are you going for dinner? Second compartment dining room? Or excited, like a restaurant in the first section?

"It's a pleasure to be here. You sure this is delicious? The Breves are calling, so don't be a welcome reunion."

"If it was a welcome party, I would have liked to cook...!

Mr. Dorothea, you really love cooking......

Grandmother in her twenties looks at me and smiles.

"Brev and Sisty wanted to see you, too, didn't they?

In about a year, I guess Brev remains a mess, too.

If I snag it, it might grow bigger.

What about Sisty?

There was a big incident last year, so in the end, I couldn't give you confidence...

"You're both well raised, aren't you? The roots haven't changed much though."

Grandpa nods at Mr. Dorothea's words.

"That happened last year. He wants to be strong, and Brev's guy's got his back in archery. Yeah, keep your arms up, all right? Al, you and I want to see each other again."

"Me, as of last year, I'm losing miserably to Brev... I guess the difference doesn't shrink, even if it opens...?

"Then I need to work harder than Brev! Why don't I just stick around?

Ha-ha-ha! Or laughing, but it's a joke, right?

I'm here to stretch my feathers to Cyril, because I'm not here to train samurai, am I?

And Mr. Dorothea, he comes up to me.

It's my fault, there's pressure...

"Sisty cares a lot about the brooch you get. You were so happy with that accessory..."

I smile, but I'm so scared.

This is me, isn't it?

Promise I made last year when I left. Continuation of the story that Mr. Dorothea will also be bringing presents.

I'm not talking about Sisty, it's like shifting away to the topic of Granma herself......

(Did you remember after a year -... "Ah? A gift? Hey, that's not true. If I say," Let's dream at night, "why don't I just die?

The maneuver of my life in this life has always been "Life after Life".

So I made it right to live, accessories.

"Well, if you say so, you promised Dorothea you'd bring the accessories."

"Oh! You remembered me!? The boulder is the genius Al! Even if I forgot, I didn't think of anything else!

Is that true?

You really don't think so?

My grandfather, a strong warrior, is freaking out because of the turbulence...

"Come on, Lucica and Fee, you love sweets, don't you? Come here and try it!

"Yay! Me, my mother's sweet lover!

"Phew! Phew, I'll eat sweets too! Phew, I like sweet!

When everyone's ears are poured into the sweets, my grandfather comes closer to me and hits me in the ear.

"Dorothea guy, I want your accessories, and I've been a wuss for the past year, right?

"Yea...!? Dorothea can be the type of person who doesn't have eyes for ornaments...?

"No? Even now, look. You're not wearing anything but a wedding ring, are you? The original guy gets in the way of cooking, so I'm supposed to hate the categorization -"

Pong and a big hand on my head.

"Meanwhile, he seems to have 'fallen in love at first sight' with Sisty's brooch."

"Love at first sight...... is it"

He said, "Oh, he's in love. So did Dorothea's mother, but her bloodline lady seems to have a tendency to be a cook lover, a hugger, and obsessed with her 'favorite' stuff."

"Obsession, is it? But that's what happened to my mother."

"Is that why Lucica still hasn't broken up with 'the man'?

The expressionless grandfather's whisper made him feel a deep, caged sentiment that echoed from the bottom of the earth.

I guess there's a lot going on about the relationship between my 'father' and my 'mother'.

I don't want to think about a very heavy topic, like, during my return home.