Life with my Little Sister

Once again to the Chamber of Commerce as we head to the new sanctuary.

Here, join Abel and Marimo.

"... right!...... right!

I thought Marimo missed you, but it looks more like a crown. Is it because they left me alone?

He clings to My Mother, puffing and swelling his cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"Noir, I'm sorry, aren't you?

"Aha!

Puppy turns to the side, but the hand doesn't try to let her go.

How much I like My Mother, it seems plausible.

I guess my mother can tell that, too.

He strokes Marimo plenty.

My youngest sister has to apologize for keeping me waiting.

"Abel, you're welcome. Sorry it took so long."

"... n"

Gently.

This one leans aside here.

The High Elves will drop you off just because the place is the Chamber of Commerce.

There is no reason to cut it off this time on an air bike, so one escort will accompany you.

"Hehe. Thank you, Al, Takazu, don't you?

Oh, my God, that's Mr. Henriette, the number two in the Chamber of Commerce.

Chairman Shorcina, Mr. Fennel and Jantine look subtly dissatisfied.

"With Master Abel......! Jealous......"

The Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce is shivering so puffy that he is likely to get a crack in his glasses.

"Vice Chairman, I think the sidecar using your position is terrible..."

The obedient devil in the high elf whines about that.

"There are no problems with mobility, so we should have more escorts."

A female knight pointing her mouth as she rocks her yummy tail.

Given the safety of our princesses, Tine's words are perfectly correct, but the convenience of asking the Lord of the Sanctuary to disturb him and Abel's personality, who originally did not like a larger number, overlapped in such a manner.

As usual, you think Mr. Fennel or Tine was supposed to accompany you?

As I said, I grabbed the vice chairman.

"Busy around photo machines and parrot glass at this time of year......"

The Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce whines so much, but I guess it's usual for the store to be busy.

"Whatever, I'll take care of your protection, Takazu and the Crane Putt family"

The vice chairman pushed off with a forcefully good smile. Sounds happy anyway, and are you glad your feathers are stretched?

And then knock over the 'gate'.

Now, what place can we go?

"Hehe...! Ha, ha, look forward to going out!

If this girl's gonna be happy, that's the best part.

"Hmm? Is this...!?"

The creeping end was a dim room.

With the light leaking out of the 'gate', I can barely grasp the interior, but it doesn't look like something is on it.

Besides "Gate," there's nothing else.

(Yeah? This smell...)

Trees.

It smells like calm trees with good products.

Without time to wonder what kind of place it was, Abel opened the door.

"Wow...! What a big forest!

My mother's eyes are shining.

There, in a woodland lined with giant trees as if to make heaven.

And the 'gates' we came through seemed like hidden rooms made of creepy parts of such trunks.

I wouldn't think much about some of the trees being in the room, so this should be called ingenious.

"I processed it on purpose?

"... wasn't meant to be a room"

According to Abel's place, the part of this tree that belongs to the 'room' became ill, so it was removed.

You think I'm going to make use of free space afterwards?

And our sister, who loves "The Big Thing" and "The Magnificent Thing"...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Here, it's like inside the secret base of the fuzz!

Complete the process.

Did you feel this great forest was' in the hedge '?

Surely there is a faint leaking day that reaches from the leaves and branches that cover heaven, though it passes to that secret base.

(Is it okay for the rabbit to burst into horns and secret bases aloud, sister...)

Well, my mothers know me a lot.

"Akiyu......"

Marimo, who's stuck with her mother, seems to have sniffed something.

Did you even feel it in magic because it looked like you were in a spirit-specific eater mode?

Now for the record, the Spirit is only feeding on magic, with varying degrees but often with magic sensing.

I mean, if I don't, I'm starving to death.

If it's an ice and snow garden environment, even individuals without magic senses can live.

"Abel, what lies ahead?

I don't think the sanctuary is delicious. I guess there's something else.

It was Mr. Henriette, not his mentor, who answered my question.

"Ahead, Saru lives there. A magician whose turn is this great forest, the gateway to the Wan Fall Forest."

"Monkeys!? There are monkeys here!? Phew, monkeys look and see too!

My angel.

You're not a monkey magician, are you? Monkey magic.

(Still, this isn't a sanctuary yet...)

I didn't put the 'gate' directly in Kishkud, but I guess this is the same reason here.

You can't put your own magic props on people's territory.

"Dear Takazu. Will Targoviza be greeted?

That's an unusual name. Plus, it's a long time.

Are those tares the keepers of this forest?

I'd like to sum it up with Tartar, but that's some arrogant star reading.

"...... hmm. Once."

Abel nodded, so he set his foot on the person's house.

"Ugh......! You feel like The Witch's House!

The house was not a hundred meters away.

The oddly distorted architecture is creepy.

It's a very frigid house.

Even if I get lost in this forest, in such a suspicious building, I'm not sure if I want help.

"Al-kun, did you often find out that Master Targoviza was a woman?

No, I don't.

But that molding would be a witch's hall, no matter how you look at it.

"Huh!

Marimo is reaching for a bummer.

It's like that monstrous house is a "confectionery house" but it's just a look.

From the mouth, who is drooling?

"Yay, there's a monkey over there!? Monkey, what are you doing over there!?"

I don't think there are any monkeys.

I'm the one explaining it, and I'll try to get Fee to see the real thing.

I wonder what a witch looks like, too.

(Well, it's a nice hall, and I guess the old lady's coming out)

As we approached the building, the door with the season opened.

At the same time, I have a squeaky voice.

"What a strange noise"

Ugh!

I almost spoke out of the blue.

What came out was an old woman who, no matter what anyone saw, would only call her a 'witch'.

I didn't expect such a cotte cote stereotype witch to come out.

If there was another way to call it, would it be "auntie"?

The laughter must be 'hihihich......'

The tall old woman looked at this one and raised her eyebrows.

"What. It's not Abel. And even Balkenende's daughter. - Your family... this is another strange combination..."

"We are out of time, Master Targoviza"

"Hmm. If you don't think it's been a long time, you want me to bring you one of those souvenirs, too?

"Yes, of course, I have it ready. This way, please."

Mr. Henriette took the package out of his own luggage and handed it to the old woman.

Apparently, these people look familiar.

"You're so talented. If it's good enough, it's gonna get in the way."

"So, do you want to take it down?

"You're going to get it, aren't you? If you say so, as long as it's no trouble, I'll take the garbage."

The old woman laughs with a nit, then sees Abel.

"Did you mean to carry 'roses' to the sanctuary, Master Abel?

"... I wouldn't do such a pointless thing"

"Oh, I suppose so. Whatever the history, it's already yours, so hey. I was just wondering if you were carrying anything of value with you because you have Balkenende's daughter."

"...... hmm. Worth more than that rose. Comparing is an error in itself"

I don't know what a rose is, but Abel's gaze is directed at our Crane Putt family.

The old woman tilted her neck, as she could see even in the frigid.

"That baby over there is a spirit, isn't it? But I look like they're just people, don't I?

"... the value of these children is not measured in that way"

"Oh, Cheng Cheng. He said it was similar to bonding. I'm sorry to interrupt, but I didn't think you'd say that."

Hihich, and the old woman laughs.

From appearance to laughter, you remain the image without betraying expectations.

My mother caught on to Mighty Char.

"Hey, Abel, what's this old lady like?

"... hmm? I know him."

Still, that's a cluttered explanation.

Conversely, I guess it's not as familiar with our family as it is.

(Well, if you're a good explainer, I'll be right beside you)

I see the vice chairman.

She left a soft smile and cut it out like this.

"This woman, Master Targoviza. He's a great magician, also known as the Contraindicated Realm in the human world."