Life with my Little Sister

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

As he stepped into the 10,000 autumn woods, Fee sparkled his blue lady.

There, fantastic autumn forest.

Beautiful red leaves cover your sight.

From heaven, harrowing and falling rain of beautiful leaves.

When they reach the ground, they leave ripples and melt into the soil.

"Beautiful place."

My mother's thoughts are simple, but it's also true that I can't find a word other than that.

"Yay, here, awesome! Phew, I like it! Oh, my God!

"Yes, sir."

The embraced sister is a captive of majestic nature.

You just reacted like this, but I guess it's worth bringing this girl here.

I have to thank Abel.

"Hmm! What do you say? It's amazing, this forest!

Cheché has a tremendous Doya face.

But it's certainly beautiful here.

If there was an ancient temple in Japan, there must be a lot more affinity.

There, Mr. Henriette, soft and calm, called out.

"Confirmation, do we not have to say hello to the Holy Ghost, Takazu or us?

"Yeah. That's what Abel's talking about. If you show your face, we'll just talk about 'roses' anyway. I don't think you should go, Ning Ro."

That would be good not only for our teacher, but also for our family.

Originally, I wish I could have hunted a small mushroom just inside me.

"There are really all kinds of mushrooms in this forest, aren't there? Unlike" outside, "regardless of the season."

Throughout the year, various mushrooms can be picked - which is why I guess Abel chose this place for me.

"Fee. Let's thank Abel for bringing us to a lovely place"

"Ugh! Hehe... Ah, Abel, thanks!

"You want to thank me, too? Thank you for Al and Phee."

"... n"

The master answered briefly and put his hat back on his eyes.

At that moment, I could see Abel's mouth laughing just a little bit.

"And for the first time, let's do the Crane Putt family mushroom hunt!

"Wow!

Mother declares, me and Fee cheer.

Mr. Henriette and Cheché are also slapping me in the hand.

Motivated are My Angel and My Mother.

Quiet watchers are Abel and Mr. Henriette.

So, it's Cheché.

"I know all about this forest, so I'll tell you all about where and what mushrooms are!

I appreciate that, but when they say 'it's here' altogether, I find that boring. It's going to be just a basket job.

I'm in the woods because of this, and I want Fee to taste The Fun of Finding.

So I want you to take me near the mushrooms.

"Mmmm...... Alto, selfish."

Chechnya's little body grinds my cheek.

I'm sorry......

But I'll ask you to navigate to a place full of delicious mushrooms.

He subtly swelled his cheeks. Led by Fairey, he came to a painting lined with numerous trees.

"This place is really rich in mushrooms, isn't it? Even in Wan Fall Forest, enough to get into a three-finger! But for that matter, there are a lot of poisonous mushrooms, so be careful with that, okay?

"Doku mushrooms! That, uh, I know! The one you shouldn't eat!

My Sister sticks her cheek to me pitotto.

"Phew, tell me about the poison mushroom! Safe then!"

It's not safe...

No, I want to teach Phee a lot, too, because mushroom identification is a professional but difficult genre.

In the knowledge of mastery, rejection would be a dangerous result.

I care about my family, so let me rely on Abel, who is a professional on that path, to be safe.

"Huh! If you're talking about mushrooms, don't let this happen to me!

In front of me, Cheché is tapping a thin breastplate with Don.

Honestly, the strength of this fairy is unknown.

It just doesn't look like a very cautious type, so that's also where I'm anxious.

"What the hell! You can't trust my arm!?"

Again, Lady Fairy repeatedly storms my cheek.

Fee is furious about that, and for some reason, Mr. Henriette is staring at Jizz as well.

But even if they actually say "this me" or something, I don't know what "this me" is.

"You'll be fine there! My eyesight is guaranteed by Targoviza."

"Heh... That witch. Then, well, are you okay...?

"Hey! Why is it a safety decision when you name Targoviza?!? It's with that grandmother who doesn't know what she's capable of!?"

"No, because I know that my strength as a war magician is unclear, but as a pharmacist, I know it's quite a level."

I assure you, Cheché tried to storm his cheeks again...

"Muggy!?"

"Yes. Al, no cheeks. Okay?

Mr Henriette inhibited me.

You're supposed to have a soft smile, but you have odd pressures.

Chechnya looked reluctant and lowered her back on my shoulder.

"So? How do you know?

"Well, I saw it at her house. Tools placed indoors, medicinal herbs. Plus the potion you're about to make. All of them were first-class."

I don't know any other pharmacists, but they thought I might be a few steps better than the elves I knew during the "Mud Case" on the Southern continent, for example.

That girl was a real doctor, too, wasn't she?

According to Mr. Henriette's story, the person who became her master, introduced via Abel, seems happy to say, "I have an incompetent apprentice".

Normally, if you're happy, aren't you an excellent apprentice? Is that the aya of words? Or for another reason?

"No...... Alto's just a kid, isn't he? Do you know anything about drugs?

"I'm learning from Abel, so I know just a little bit. Just a little bit. I just found it amazing at a level that even the lad in front of the door could understand."

"In Targoviza's mansion, there were also vegan leaves and reemot grass."

"Is Lehmott grass broth mixed in terms of eye mass? I didn't see a dedicated weighing device. Then I really think it's amazing. That, because it would ruin just a little bit of the wrong amount. Because if it's me, I can't weigh it."

"Alto, you, really amateur? You haven't talked strangely professional?

Unfortunately, I'm an amateur.

We have not yet been allowed to produce anything other than elementary potions.

"Anyway! The mushroom guide is because I will! Abel, pull in!?"

…………

My teacher, silently, is pointing that way.

This is me. It's a no sign.

In particular, Cheché seems to have received the silence as an affirmation.

"Yay, yay! Phews, we can pick mushrooms here!?"

My sister, who wants to hunt mushrooms fast and is a wuss, pulls my clothes.

Right.

It's pathetic to keep Fee waiting, and I'll let you experience it soon.

"All right, then, Phee. Shall we try? You're gonna follow Abel and Henriette's instructions, aren't you?

"Phew, pick a bunch of mushrooms! Pick it up and give it to me! Get a compliment!

"I'll try my best to pick it too. Yikes! So, get Al to praise you!

No......

What are you gonna do for the sake of my praise?

Whatever it was, the similarities parents and children stormed well.

"Oh, come on, don't wait. - Whoa! You don't have to be a warcraft, you're in danger in the woods.

A wind fairy flew out of my shoulder wondering why I should take care of him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Henriette. I'm worried about those three. Can you take a look at them?

"Yes, at Al's request."

Nod softly, and the vice chairman follows.

All that's left is my strange son and Marimo in my arms.

And - beautiful teacher.

"Thank you, Abel"

…… For what? You've already been thanked for bringing me here. "

"Yeah. Still, I wanted to say it right again. Thank you for my family."

…………

Abel lays her eyes down.

I wonder what it is?

Would I have said something to hurt you or be rude?

"....................................... Al is"

"Yeah."

"... not the Lucicas, Al, aren't you happy?

Oh, Cheng Cheng.

Does the way I say it make me feel 'thank you' because my mothers were happy?

"I'm sorry for the confusion. Of course, I'm glad too. Abel always gives me a lot of 'nice', doesn't she?"

"................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Abel laughs.

It was a precious smile, not a smile, which no one else could see.

(My heart pounds when Abel is beside me)

Every time I look at her smile, I think so.

So I smile, too.

Then the mentor lay down his face again.

Now put your hat on and say you don't want me to look at you.

"... watching Al smile warms my heart..."

With a tiny mosquito-like voice, the master shrugged, so.

That's the same feeling as this one.

Having the same thoughts.

It's just that I'm happy.