Life with my Little Sister

Suddenly he appeared in front of me and named me Manon, a fashionable beautiful girl magician.

So, what am I supposed to do?

"Er..."

When I saw Mr. Filomena, she gradually let go of my hand.

She stays put, stands in front of Two-Sided Up.

"Then, Manon, give me what you promised."

"Yes, then, is this it?

"Pfft. It was worth bringing Alt-kun..."

I get some rectangular paper, and then I get nostalgic like it matters, oh no.

(What, now...? It looked like some kind of ticket...)

Taking my gaze, Minisca laughed, humph.

It was a little devilish smile.

"This is a reward."

"Reward?"

"For once, I wanted to see you, so I asked Philomena. Bring me here."

So that's the reward......

Why did you miss me so much?

No, more than that...

"I just received it, what?

…………

Mr. Filomena said, laying low with a demonic glow.

"... this is my hobby - no, it's worth living"

"What I gave Philomena was tickets to the theatre. You don't know, there's one of the best opera troupes in the kingdom in a big city called Cyril."

That's where the Viscount Bauman twins belong, is that it?

Or even a pre-selected troupe where my mother tried to get in as a child.

"Eh...... Are you Heroit?

"It's not Heroit......! Zon Huroit!

Did you go out of your way to call me back...

Zon Heroit is an alley, isn't he? All members, 'man' Heroit.

"You got it in my mother's hand? When I gave the ticket, I said, 'Do you bother designating Zon Heroit even though there are multiple Heroit performances?' Cause they're suspicious."

"... it's not worth looking at any other Heroit..."

A court magician who laughs with a dark grin.

I mean, what is it?

You mean it was a round of personal greed, whether you called it in, or carried it on?

I'm the one outside the mosquito net, that's the skin on the good side...

"Eh...... Can I go back now?

"Oh, man."

There's no hesitation whatsoever, two-sided up there tangling arms on me.

Apparently, she's the unfamiliar type.

She has a pink nail polish on her and is holding onto me.

"Eh... Mr. Manon......?

"Manon."

"Huh?"

"It's good to call it off, right? Instead, I'm gonna throw you out, too, right? Right, Alto?

Two-sided up, patsy wink.

Well, you can do whatever you want.

"... so why did you call me here?

"There! There it is."

A beautiful girl magician who keeps her face close.

She said with straight eyes, unlike earlier.

"You're a genius, aren't you?

"No..."

"You're gonna hate being too modest, aren't you?

Not humble, harsh facts.

I'm not a genius, I'm an ordinary man.

I'm not that talented.

"You're not convinced, are you? But no matter how you feel, my feelings will remain the same."

"Feelings, what...?

To my enquiry, Manon has been sulking away and then bitching his fingers off.

"You are one of my 'targets'!

"Target? Of what?

"What, there isn't, right? Don't you have something to think about when you see this outfit of mine?

Though I only get the feeling that the skirt is too short.

Manon pinches his hem slightly.

Mr. Philomena, I was stunned.

"Manon, if you hold it up so much, you'll see it, won't you?

"I'm fine. I'm used to wearing the short ones, so I can't see the lines."

I'm sorry about the doya face, but it's looking like a flicker.

Well, he doesn't seem to have noticed either, so I don't know how to point it out.

She said it again.

"My aim is the most powerful sorcerer! The goal is to move beyond your mother, beyond the legendary Elf ancestors, and to reign on the most powerful throne of all time!

I don't know about your mother, but I don't think you're going to cross Abel.

All I can say is good luck.

Though I think it's like walking to the moon.

"So, what's the connection between that far-flung goal and me? Compared to the Elf ancestors, such a child would not be worth as much as a roadside stone."

"Alto is one of my stairs"

Again, Manon coming at white fingers.

I mean, a stepping stone for stepping up, is that what you mean?

"How old is Alto now?

"Me? Seven, though?

"What month do you give birth?

"June"

"Well, then, I'm your sister! I'll be eight by the end of the month!

You're your age.

Oh, no. If you're a school in the Earth world, will you be born a year older in February?

- At that age, you're already a rank magician, aren't you?

"Well, for once..."

How much class is this girl who speaks confidently of reaching the 'strongest'?

Right in front of me in doubt, Manon points lip painted like a stubborn.

"... I haven't taken the exam yet. My mother told me to get more common sense before I stop..."

Sure, because you're my daughter with a bit of a runaway flavor. I wonder if Manon Mother's judgment, which I've never even met, is, well, correct.

The two-sided up mage is swelling her pretty cheeks, puffy.

"If you'd let me take it sooner, I would have been the youngest and most senior magician!

You're so confident.

You know, the last one, the written exam, it was really hard, huh?

The practical moves - in my case, it seemed like they were just irregular, so I don't know 'standard'.

"That's why I wanted to see it with these eyes. of the youngest rank acquirer, that face!

"I'm not the youngest, I'm the second. The youngest, Village - Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess, right?

Me and that girl were born in the same 1199, but that girl was in a better situation under a year, even though she took a position test on the same day, due to her birth month.

It was an exam I took in July, so I'm seven. She is six years old.

"It's okay! Sheila's my target, too!

The answer seems subtly uneven......?

Or should I call the princess aside?

... No, on second thought, I might actually be more disrespectful to 'call my village daughter'.

Mr. Filomena will slap me in the ear.

"Just for the record, Manon and Her Royal Highness are a pattern of old knowledge."

Does that mean that this daughter can be a hell of a lady, too? For example, your daughter in the Duke's house.

"So compete with me!

"Oh, I don't like it..."

I have been asked to defeat Mr. Mulherito.

I don't have the resources to break it into anything else.

My magic power is low.

If the 'target' was strong, as well as the 'mutual' pattern, the residual amount of magic should be important.

I can't give this daughter's 'great goal' a date.

"Eh!? That's good. Because if you compete, I'll give you a date next time I thank you? Right? Good terms, huh?

I don't have the freedom to go out on dates or anything.

"Alt-kun. Hey......"

Mr. Filomena pulls me.

"Actually, one of the things Mulherito used to say was this manon."

"Huh?"

He wants me to break his nose column because he's a Tengu, is that it?

(Does that mean that this daughter is not just a confident person, but at least has a level of power that that Vale mage acknowledges)

She's not just a pretty girl.

At times like this, I can't detect magic. It's inconvenient.

Because we have to identify strong weaknesses based on their manners and attitudes.

Because I stared at him seriously, Manon dyed the face he seemed to be good at, slightly red.

"Damn, don't stare so much... Sure, I'll give you a date. Hey, heh, deep friends are troublesome to expect... It's very important to have a good face, but more importantly, 'contents'. If my heart isn't a beautiful man, I won't forgive you for 'more than that'......!

Really, you don't...

Well, as for the 'contents', here it is, because it's a very ordinary japanese. I guess there's no progress.

But the whole thing, this girl, where do I fight her?