Life with my Little Sister

"Ahhh...!? So you made this necklace!?"

"Well, is that what happens?"

Hatkozmaman is surprised to see the accessories I gave Mr. Dorothea.

If you ask, the design is too sophisticated.

Well, the neighborhood was borrowed from the Earth world.

"I can't believe it, but you know what... That's right. You, I also made a brooch of Sisty, like the iron stick that Brev is swinging... But where did you learn to do that? You're still my son, aren't you?

"My mother's friend is an elf, and there's only a dwarf I know for that elf."

Actually, I don't know about 'just', but you can't make it too much of a fuss.

"Dwarves aren't the real deal in fine crafts! What is it? Are you going to be a craftsman in the future?

"All I'm doing is adding more options for the future, and I'm not sure yet."

I don't think it's a bad idea to live with the finesse of fixing a pot or something.

Better than the life I slashed.

But Grandpa pinches his mouth.

"Al. You have an excellent witchcraft talent. I think you should be an adventurer and use that power?

If you want to harness your power, whether it's the Knights or the National Sorcerer, why are you limiting yourself to Adventurers?

Well, I don't know what it is because I'm an executive officer of the Alliance.

On the butt-horse of my grandfather's words, Brev also rides.

"That's right, Al! Be adventurers with me and party with me!

"Don't do anything dangerous, 'cause your mother always tells you to."

In the proper way of delusion, My Mother and Granma nodded at the same time.

I guess when you're an adventurer in there, you're often worried about things.

"Uh-huh!? That's good! If you were a man, you'd admire fighting strong warcraft and getting legendary weapons, wouldn't you?

Although the stability of the schedule and the safety of the home seem more respectable and valuable than that.

"Me, I want to get an awesome sword someday! The Spirit Silver Sword, the Devil's Sword!

"Damn! Spirit silver. You're out big, huh? But hey, Brev. I don't think there's any spiritual silver in the boulder, do you? That's the metal that comes out of myths and fairytales. It is similar to the waters of the lake at the sacred lake and the sacred grass. It's just in my fantasy, not anywhere in the world."

"Give it up there, you can't be a real adventurer! One day I will discover the island of Kishkud and make the legendary Sacred Lake mankind's!

It's good to talk about sparkling, childish dreams, but it's Brev. If that's what's really going to happen, I'm going to get in your way, okay?

Because I want the watercolor land to stay peaceful all the time.

Rebecca, who was thriving on the topic of grammar and necklace, sees us as a family.

"Well, what are your plans for tomorrow and beyond, as I entrust the future to you?

"I don't know, other than watching the star festival, I'm going to relax..."

To that word, Brev ate.

"Then Al, let's go exploring, shall we? The extermination of the Warcraft is complete outside the city this year, so we can wave the big players into the mountains and the woods, right?

"Stupid bastard, it would be a bad decision though. No matter how many monsters you defeat, it doesn't make any difference how dangerous the woods and mountains are. It won't be a good place for the kids to come in alone. More than that. It's more meaningful to go to the lake and take a swim, right? The Al's still swimming, huh? I'll tell you what?

"Heh heh. Father, Al and Phee were able to swim last summer, right? Because I taught you!

My mother interrupts the conversation with a doya face.

Grandpa looked surprised.

"What? Does your noble mansion also have a swimming pool? No, more than that, Al can swim to the horns, to the pheasant? Not yet, I guess."

"It's fun to swim! Phew, you played a lot!

Yeah, it's My Angel.

Give me a break to cheek on a cheek with an obsession, will you?

Mr. Rebecca sees that and snorts firmly.

"So you guys are free, right? Then help me with the nursery. Dear star reader - there's some resistance to labeling 'that guy' this year - anyway, even though we don't have any guests, we're all busy preparing for the festival. So keep your virtues loaded here. It's a lot more meaningful than playing howl, isn't it?

"Whoa! I'm not kidding! Because Al and the others are here, right? If they kill your time with your mother's help, it's not like you've accumulated!

"You've been skipping all day, so you don't have the right to veto! Sisty, well, you can rest."

Sisty, suddenly given a name, freaked out, answers that.

"Wow, I... want to help out with the nursery, I guess...? If it helps at all, I'd love to."

"Yeah! You're a good boy like me. You're so different from Brev! All right, keep changing! Don't hesitate!

"Payment here, I guess I'll give it away..."

"Well, not to mention the joke -"

Mr. Rebecca, look at me.

"Unlike Brev, I won't force you, so come to the nursery if you feel like it. I'd really like you to help me, but in fact, kids aren't so bad at playing with each other, are they?

I don't think it would be such a bad option to put aside the help nagging, but if you do have a place where you might meet, you might be able to have friends with Phee.

(It's just that your uniform might come to see us too...)

Perhaps you should avoid making your appointments beefy.

"Hey, hey, Dad, Dad"

"Am I what, Lucica?

"Is your father not busy having a festival?

"That's decided to be busy. But I saw hell last year. Let's make it easier this year or so. I'm counting on Lucas to guard the festival."

Is Mr. Lucas the one who did the sidekick thing at the star festival last year?

He was that guy too, and he seemed busy.

Grandpa flatters his shoulders.

"Yes, we talked about the city changing due to the demand for swamp dojo, but the adventurer guild is busy too because of the part that has nothing to do with the festival."

"The whole guild? Was there a problem?

"Problem is, you're a little gold rush. I can't help but say that the adventurers' nostalgia is moisturizing."

"Say what?

"Al. If you're in King's Capital too, have you ever heard of a name like that? It's Charles Essen. of the touch of a great inventor. We also have nail clippers and peelers, and we have some of the products he sold."

"Essen!"

Oh, my God.

I didn't know you were going to ask Bavarian by that name.

"Essen once found out about 'tyres', he created something that was never essential again. As well as the Chamber of Commerce, which was the main one, the carriages and luggage cars in our guild are now equipped with tires.... and that is. You're gonna need tire material, aren't you?

Essen tyres are not made of rubber, but from demonic skin. Then it must be procured by the adventurers.

Is there an explosive increase in demand for monster skins for existing wheels and new carriages?

I'm not familiar with monsters, but they already have ratings on "Tire Leather," even "Designation" like "I don't like it if it's not O-O skin" and "I want XX skin".

"There is a lot of demand for leather products besides tires. There are also deals between craftsmen and vendors, as well as soaring prices. Besides, there's been some 'skin camouflage' incidents by touchy adventurers, and we're all very busy. The other day, another city guild asked me to lend you an adventurer. I'm not kidding. I'm stuck. It's manpower, I owe you one."

"You're so busy, Dad, you've had a good day off, haven't you?

"I got it, not I got it. It's a time when you can walk in as many jobs as you want. If you don't do something for yourself, they'll crush you to death."

That's an earache story......

"That's why it was a great feather break for me to have you guys back. You can also eat delicious meals with delicacies."

Our return home seems to involve the thoughts and conveniences of a variety of people.

My sister, sitting on my lap eating a bowl full of energy, looks up at this one and assures me.

"Phew, let's play! That's the same wherever you are! Heh heh heh heh heh!

Well, sure, there's no difference in the future with this girl beside her.

I colluded with my relatives as they were, and when I returned home hungry, I had received a single letter.

That was from your uniform.