Nigotta Hitomi no Lilianne

White Crystal Knights.

Knights predominate in the protection of Liliane La Christophe.

They didn't take the white crystal from their white, cloudy eyes, they took it from the god of light and sun - the white god Mitroum - and attached it in hopes of recovering their eyes.

Dear White Crystal Knights Commander, who is proud to speak - that's what Grandpa Roland said.

I heard the story with my eyes shining, of course greatly admired by Theo and Ellie.

And it seems that the Knights, who are already formally formed, have more than certain conditions to join the group.

That condition means being able to protect Lillianne.

Theo and Ellie, who wish to join the group, are only 9 and 7 years old.

Theo hasn't yet, and I think Ellie might be too early to start training, but it doesn't seem to be a problem for the captain to say.

I guess it's also a training menu for kids.

It seems that in this world, too much muscle is built up during the growth phase, but it is also well understood that growth is inhibited.

So it never seems to be excessive training.

Apparently it will only be a training menu for your strength and age.

Now they have an intense argument about that training menu.

Theo wants style with a shield and a one-handed sword.

Ellie wants the style of bow and proximity martial arts.

Theo aspires to be a knight. The legitimate style of shield and sword is probably due to that.

It really sounds like Theo.

Ellie has never said anything about wanting to use a bow or rather fight before.

He said he wanted to protect Lillianne, but he never said anything about the specific method.

Still, it seemed like a good idea.

When Grandpa Roland asked if there was hope in his style of fighting, he replied without precipitation that he was hazy.

She must be designing her future firmly with her.

Like Theo, the future of protecting my sister.

As for myself...... I think it would be a good idea to go the way they wish, but now their hope is to join the White Crystal Knights.

I think there's more to it, but this world is different. It seems to be the level of civilization in the Middle Ages or so.

Wouldn't it be better if we just had a choice?

Maybe you should think you're pretty lucky, let alone get a job of your choice.

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Eat dinner slowly where you think it's like breakfast and lunch, and three people start talking about the workout menu starting tomorrow in the baby room again.

As for myself, I am being played by Annella's grandmother and Ena.

I'm not asking you to play. They're playing.

You can't go wrong.

Specifically, Grandma Annella gently sticks her cheeks and body together.

I try to catch my hand because it tickles.

I naturally don't get caught because my wife's physical abilities are irresistible when it comes to threats.

And I get stuck. It is repetitive.

... Sorry, Ena didn't play. I was just looking at it with envy. Of course I envy the mean lady, yes!

Therefore, it is not advisable to say that Grandma Annella is playing with me! No more! I'm gonna go to bed unfaithful!

Annella, there's nothing you can do about Grandma's meanness but sleep unfaithfully.

By the way, when you lie down and meditate on your eyes, are you tired? Mean things like that also end.

And dimensions like Ena holding me up and having me sing a lullaby.

Well, Ena's lullaby comes with sleep induction waves, so infidelity switches to serious sleep.

Consciousness fell into the darkness as I thought I had to figure out what to do about Grandma Annella's meanness.

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Same as yesterday the next day, when we all had breakfast in the example dining room, we were supposed to get dressed and then go outside.

Yes, it's outside. Outside.

Only a little in the mansion so far, but I could move. But there was no such thing as outdoors.

A situation where you are able to even target your organization. security system that foresees it.

But now there is a force in this mansion that will destroy such an organization.

Is that why you were allowed to go outdoors?

Changing clothes was done by Ena and Grandma Annella.

My grandmother wore the clothes she had chosen, but she was also dressed... what a lolita clothing full of frills and lace.

There's no way he's a pants-in skirt, he's a complete fluffy skirt and he's super uncomfortable.

... I knew I wouldn't get used to it, skirt.

I don't know much about lolita clothing, but it was exactly what it felt like to be lolita fashion full of frills and decorations.

Unlike Gothic fashion clothing in Gothic, the skirt is a so-called pleated skirt with repeated vertical folds in the mountain valley, divided into three layers and embroidered on the edge of the layer in lace.

The upper body is square-necked, laced up on the chest with decorative strings and bow-tied at the top. The short sleeve sleeves are subtly refreshing.

A bell on a choker wrapped around my neck is cute as a chimp.

It is an adorable toddler from anywhere.

The yellow voice reminds me so much that I don't like it.

But I want you to think about it. Spiritual age 31 1/2 wearing lolita clothes...... ex man.

Can you understand this grief? No, I probably can't.

If you really want to know, try dressing as a woman for a second. It might feel a lot closer.

Anyway, it's tense. Leaving it down, we set off for the first time outdoors.

Leave the room, feel the swing down the stairs, walk often.

It's a really big mansion. I'm just going outdoors, but it takes time when I do.

For security reasons, they must be making it a room that takes time to get in.

It seems like it would be hard to get away with a fire or something.

With that in mind, I arrive at a place like the entrance hall where I welcomed my grandparents, and the maid is working on a way for the two of us to open the door.

Warm......... No, a pretty hot breeze pours in.

It's the 7th month now. It's summer in this world, too.

The wind that poured in smelled like flowers.

Is it the scent of the flowerbed that Ellie takes care of…….

While held by Grandma Annella, she dives the door opened by the maid, who is holding her head back to her side and bowing her head deeply.

I see something thin and magical a lot farther away.

Is that the end of the line?

It is partly cut out into a tree-like black shape.

Traveling slowly with such a strange sight.

When Ena held something open before moving, the temperature of the light softened on a hot day. Looks like an umbrella.

Someone seems to be everywhere and doing some work.

I guess the people everywhere are servants. Turn around and everyone is bowing their heads.

Is he a gardener or a guard? The size of the garden is proportional to the size of the mansion and seems vast as expected. I wonder how many domes I can manage to express that.

No matter, I can't see the walls or the walls. I'm guessing the location of the junction is the site of this mansion, but I can't see it because it's far away.

With all this size, Theo, who said he was taking care of the trees, wouldn't be very much in the morning alone, but it wouldn't be over.

I'm sure some of them are dedicated to Theo.

The hell, I feel like they're walking quite a bit to see where they're training, but I still don't see them.

Turning where what appeared to be the mansion wall was a black border, I was finally able to ascertain what the two of them looked like.

There are a few other benign people in addition to the two. I wonder if they're training instructors?

Looks like the two of you have already finished your morning routine by choosing to change clothes and whether it took you quite a while to get dressed.

I'm sitting on the ground with Grandpa Roland exercising flexibility. Looks like all three of them are wearing hats, by the way. The temperature of the light in the day made it so easy to get heat shots, so naturally.

As we approach, those who seem to be bent rank up to the bent, all saluting.

Is this more like a mercenary than a servant? I thought it was just men, and women are mixed.

By the way, I can't see far from strengthening my eyesight. Just so you can see the details better doesn't have a farsighted effect.

He also seems to have noticed three people who were in flexible exercise, waving at me.

Both Ena and Grandma Annella waved, and themselves Grandma Annella waved with her hand.

There was apparently a chair in a position where the three of them could see well, and the two of them sit down there. I am on the lap of Annella's wife. I almost feel like Annella's wife is holding me lately.

Even though Ena folds her umbrella, she barely feels the temperature of the sunlight. There must be a parasol or something.

Granny Annella looks like she enjoys watching three people exercise flexibly with a slight look on their face.

It was like flexible exercise time for a while.

Preparatory exercises are important. If you don't exercise flexibly well before you go into training, you are prone to injury.

It's commonly said, but you should actually do it as excessive as not firm.

Instead of 10 minutes of flexible exercise there, it should take about an hour.

When your body softens, you won't be able to get hurt even if you can't. Flexibility is a very important factor in moving your body.

Grandpa Roland is a man of strength, so he seems to know very well. Flexible exercise for quite some time.

If I was about the age of Theo or Ellie, if I was allowed to exercise flexibly for so long, I'd be doing it with a serious look even though it wouldn't be strange if my dissatisfaction exploded.

I guess this is one of the training if you try it on them.

Well, I'm just bored with you watching.

I can't see the view, so even when I say outdoors, I can only confirm the situation around me.

What you see outdoors is a thinly visible junction in the distance. servants and mercenary-like people. Various building-like black shadows.

There is little magical power outdoors.

I can't enjoy the view with this.

The first outdoors were quite disappointing.

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After a while, the three men who had finished flexible exercise performed arm lifts and abs under Grandpa Roland's command.

Exactly 9 and 7 year old training. It is only made to the extent that it can be counted with both hands and feet.

Still, their breath is getting rough.

I guess the temperature of the light on the day I felt when I dived through the entrance hall door and the heat of the wind flowing are also clapping at fatigue.

I'm sure they sweat.

Strangely enough, I don't think the clothes I'm wearing are the clothes I should wear at current temperatures like summer, but this is surprisingly comfortable.

The fabric seems to be made quite thin and well ventilated. So I'm not as sweaty as they are.

But that doesn't mean it's not there at all. Just a little bit on the forehead, and soon enough, Grandma Annella wipes it with a soft, smooth, handkerchief touch.

In the meantime, the running seems to have begun. Grandpa Roland runs forward and two get behind it and go.

I wondered if it was going to come around the mansion, but it just ran lightly through the visible position.

... and now I started doing all sorts of things like dashing and running lightly again.

Again, I seem to be keeping my strength building in mind.

They also seem to hydrate well between them and act like they drink something from time to time.

This one also gives me a cup with the usual fruit water, at the same time. Drinking drinks in a glass is an easy win.

Is it because I drank fruit water several times, sudden urination?

Usually I can't stand it like this and fire it into a diaper replacement cloth, but I kind of put up with it today.

Urinary endurance was normal in my lifetime, but I am now a toddler of a year and a half anyway.

Toilet training is still a good time.

First I gave up thinking there was nothing I could do about it if I couldn't stand it, but today I could stand it.

I was a little surprised because it was abruptly done, but I tried to teach Ena immediately... and she released it.

Ah………….

Not that it's catastrophic, but I can see the cloth getting wet and unpleasant.

I need to be able to put up with it a little longer, or I won't be able to do toilet training.

But it's a big step that I can put up with at all.

Yes, yes, walking training was also a small pile of steps.

Of course, so are hearings and the mastery of letters. This is nothing different from the training I usually do.

Slightly wet between the crotches, or dirty arrows to the point of smelling!

In the meantime, I'll leave my intentions behind and let Grandma Annella know that I peed.

Pull your grandmother's clothes and then slap her own crotch in the pussy.

Ena goes almost 100% this way. It will also go to your grandmother.

"Oh, Lily, may I pee?

"Oh, I'll change my diapers, then."

"Nice to meet you."

It seemed to pass properly, and when Ena took me back to the mansion, it was in a room close to the entrance hall, and I had my diapers changed and came back again.

When I came back, my wife taught Theo and Ellie that it looked like the basics of martial arts.

Stick your fist out of the stand. Fix the broken form to the correct form and hit it again.

It was these repetitions.

Because it's the first, well, this is it.

At the end of the day, I ran again lightly before exercising flexibly and today's training for the two of us ended.

From the look of the two lively people, I could hardly feel the fatigue.