Life with my Little Sister

Confronting elves and flower sperm.

With that in my ass, my mother stopped by and whispered to me.

"Hey, Al, Al. What are we all talking about?

My mother, who lacked the knowledge of witchcraft, didn't seem to be able to swallow the current story.

"Yay, yay! Phew, I want you to stick to me!

Your sister usually drives…….

Explain the situation to your mother while you snuggle up on Fee.

My mother, who loved children, was immediately enraged.

"It's not the worst thing as an adult to use a child as an ingredient for something!

The flower fairy men looked abominable in her mother's words, but she quickly changed her gaze when she chose to focus on the beautiful elves.

"Al, can't you do something for me...?

"I think Abel and Henriette are working hard for that right now..."

In the first place, there would be no way of striking a hand at not knowing what was going on over there.

And I thought I'd broken their minds, and Abel spinned his words like this.

"... you tried to play 'Roses'"

The men reveal their anger.

The example rose story seems to be a secret in the arrowhead.

"How do you know our regeneration plan!? Depends on your response, you can't just do that!?"

"... not that I know. I just figured it out from the procedure."

"Bullshit! If you're going to plot us, you won't forgive us!?"

The man I told you about, he couldn't move.

Mr Henriette must have 'fixed' it.

She smiles softly.

"I now rule that the statements are clear 'hostilities' and 'will to attack', are you sure?

There is currently only one man who can move.

The flower sperm looked like it chewed up a bitter bug and squeezed it out.

"Beh, nothing, we're not going to be hostile to you...!

The dull man is seeping through so much killing that even I can tell.

Perhaps without Mr. Henriette, I would have hung on to getting rid of this one.

"We - and in this Wan Fall forest, the regeneration of 'roses' is the supreme proposition over everything. With the Holy Spirit, in the absence of legalia, it is said that the shrimp is bad. It is only natural that we should try to improve the situation, and it is also natural that it should be an important confidentiality. Isn't it natural for me to be vigilant with my countrymen?"

"I understand the logic, but is that worth enough to dedicate the Son of the Spirit, who knows nothing, to the altar of sacrifice?

"I'm not surprised about that with us. But there is no comparison between one child of the Spirit and the king in the first place. With you, if Arch Elf gave his life to cut off the Elf child, would he execute his personal emotions without doing so?

Abel looks uncomfortable, with no expression on her face.

I don't think you want to give such an order.

The man multiplied by the silence of the elves, overlapping words.

"In other words, it is only in the elders of the elves that the beginning of the matter begins. Because Arch Elf will not return the roses to this forest, I will break the king and our bones."

Suddenly, Mr. Henriette's eyes narrowed.

"Shall I keep my mouth shut? Our Takazu earned 'roses' as a more legitimate reward than this sanctuary. It's like ownership is elsewhere, but the seeds are clearly insulting."

"Gu......! But as a matter of reality, if there is no return of 'roses' over arch elves, isn't it natural to take another means"

"Um..."

Mother interrupts the conversation.

"I know you want to play" roses, "but does that have to be this kid? That would be so pathetic, wouldn't it? If I were to sacrifice a child, I'd make my name for it."

"Hmm! That's a human-like short-circuit idea! Things are called aptitudes. There is no one else who can be a part of our regeneration plan but its cookies! Others will only lose their lives."

I hear Flowers wasn't chosen at random. Looks like they had a 'reason to choose'.

"... ask one question"

"What?"

"… how did you intend to use this flower sperm? Were you going to seedlings or fertilize them?"

"... seedlings. The soil must have been improved already."

"… is complete. increasingly pointless acts"

"What the fuck?!?"

Flower sperm is fierce.

I guess we thought they insulted our jobs and our skills.

In fact, I don't know what these people are capable of, but I still support Abel.

Because if she's pointless, I'm sure it's hard work.

The man who tried to take a step notices Mr. Henriette's gaze and hesitates.

Maybe that's the right thing to do.

Approaching Abel would have wiped out everything I wanted to see.

"May I?

Mr. Henriette smiles at the man.

Except my eyes aren't laughing.

"... what"

"You said earlier that the Holy Spirit wants the regeneration of 'roses', but does this also mean that the Holy Spirit agrees to sacrifice the child?

…………

The man shut up.

Mr. Henriette continues as if nothing had happened.

"The journey. So, did you tell him that you have the power to play Roses, or are you going to tell him?

"It has nothing to do with you..."

"Unfortunately, I do. Whether or not the Lord of the Ten Thousand Fall Forests is involved in what you have rubbed with us is necessary to clarify where the responsibility lies."

"Do you think it's the responsibility!? Are you going to complain about us using the Spirit King or the Holy Ghost?!?"

"- If necessary."

"Know who you are! What the hell are you doing?

The man took a step.

No, I stepped out.

Its body hardened as soon as possible, and all four of the flower sperm were wiped out.

In front of us, four men have stopped in an unnatural way, which also seems to be an avant-garde object.

However, the high elves on the side that created it don't seem to feel otherwise.

She turns back to Abel.

"What can I do about it?"

"...... hmm. Get Rove confirmation."

When I say Rove, I seem to mean the Lord of this sanctuary - the Holy Spirit.

The vice-chairman bowed his head to Fairey.

"I'm sorry, Master Chechnya. Why don't you tell the Holy Spirit about this?

"I don't mind that, but if you want to talk, aren't you going to end up moving to the Holy Spirit? Isn't that a hassle twice?

"No, we can't move from here. My role was to protect the Crane Puts, and I can't leave this place. It's not realistic to travel all the time."

"What!? So that means calling on the Holy Spirit!?"

Cheché is surprised.

They are the Lord of the Sanctuary, and I guess they are inherently the extreme of disrespect.

However, from Mr. Henriette's point of view, I suppose he thinks the Elves' high ancestors are superior. They say there's less resistance to letting them go out.

"I think it would be quicker for the Holy Spirit to come than for this one to walk with Zorozolo"

"I wonder if it's good..."

Whimpering, Cheché flies away.

Soon, I couldn't see that little body.

I also thought when I came to Targoviza, that girl's flying speed is pretty good.

In the meantime, Mr. Henriette keeps the men together.

The new location is quite far away.

I can see it, but I can't reach this voice.

"Because you don't have to give wasted information before you talk to the Holy Spirit"

For once, it seems there's a point in putting them away.

"Yay, yay! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Phew, I want mushrooms fast!

"Yeah. You're almost there. Can Phee stand it?

"Phew, if you can kiss me, I can stand it! Phew, more than mushrooms, but I like it!

I don't know what you're talking about here, this girl won't know or be interested, and it's a little pathetic to bore you...

(I have to help you, Hana.)

Current cookies are put in her hands by her mother and she has plenty to offer.

Marimo became a black ball and over my mother's shoulder for the convenience of securing space.

I can't see the look on my face when I'm in Marimo, but I feel jealous and I feel like I am.

"... Coming"

Abel shrugged.

You're early, are you arriving yet?

I don't know what kind of person will come after me.