side: Selfish? Ellis
The morning of Elvis, her sister, is early.
I want to send my favorite brother to school.
"Hello, brother."
"Yeah, let's go, Ellis."
Ellis likes his brother's voice.
It's a good way to take care of yourself.
My elder brother has been with me since I was small enough to have no mind.
(I have no parents, I am blind, have no food, live on the street)
But my brother in memory was always energetic and positive.
"Ellis. We're children of a noble family. So call me my brother. I don't think I can see it, but it's a great mansion. It's a thing, but we can eat sprouts every day because we are rich. ''
(Did you lie a lot and try to make me happy a little bit?)
Even when the old bad group deprived me of the food that I gathered and came back tattered, I did not vomit any of the weak sounds.
I was studying at the garbage dumps all over the city and learning a lot of spells that I found out.
He passed the middle school of the magical institute where there was no practical test, and he got a scholarship.
The painful and inevitable respiratory attack ceased to occur thanks to the medicines now available.
I've been able to spend much easier than when I couldn't buy medicine.
Really, it's not enough to say thank you.
He seems to have attended the prestigious magic school recently.
(I thought it was a usual lie again)
But strangely, the dormitory beds were incredibly soft. Ellis took only a few days to convince that the carpet was so comfortable that he wanted to rub his cheeks and that he had really entered the prestigious magic school.
(What kind of method did you use? I hope you don't do the bad or the dangerous)
My brother has a little danger. It's like trying to get rid of whatever means for Ellis.
(But it's okay for now. It looks like you can afford a little bit of your life.)
Food other than bean sprouts has also increased on the table.
They buy gifts every week and make handmade stuffed animals.
Buy the toy piano I wanted. It's really fun to play the sound by hitting the keyboard.
Above all, he cares more than what is given.
That feeling gives Ellis heart water.
My favorite brother.
He put up with himself and always worked hard for me.
(However, I can't return anything ...)
That was Ellis's worries these days.
Just get it, just annoy it.
(I wish I could do something)
However, he could not talk to his brother.
In fact, you can understand without answering your brother's answer.
"I don't have to worry about that. Am I just happy to have Ellis? 』
I like my brother.
Easy. Cool I love You.
Don't do that. Now I have to think about what I can do.
"I want to talk a little bit."
The person I consulted with was Ainsworth.
A maid who takes care of Ellis while her brother is away.
It is still a mystery to Ellis why he is serving his brother.
Is this normal for a dormitory student at a prestigious magic school?
However, Ainsworth was a person who could really work, for whatever reason, and Ellis's life was much easier.
Above all, it's very encouraging for someone who can't see you to be nearby.
(However, I think it's really selfish to say that I want to do more.)
But I really want to give it back to my brother.
Ellis, who bravely talked about her thoughts, lost a moment to Ainsworth.
You can tell by breathing that he seems to be saying nothing.
After all, was selfishness passed?
"I'm sorry, my self--
"It's so healthy to think of my brother, Arvis, like that ..."
"………e?"
"I think it's very good. Let's give the best present to your brother."
Ainsworth holding his hand.
Thus, Ellis was out for the first time in the city with someone other than her brother.
In a city where many people come and go.
Ellis is not very good at the hustle and bustle.
Because of the blindness, the sound of the city is a bit too noisy for Eris, who has good ears.
The signs of those who move nearby also shuffle Ellis's heart.
I want to go home…….
Ellis swallowed such a real intention.
(I'm buying a present for my brother! Even though Ainsworth is helping me, I shouldn't be disappointed with this!)
Ellis encourages her in her heart.
(OK, not scary, you can)
Ainsworth, who pulls his hand, said to Ellis.
"I'm OK. I will protect Ellis. I'll never be in danger."
The calm voice was dependable.
"Thank you"
A little relieved, Ellis says.
"What do you think Ainsworth should give you?"
"I think anything is fine."
"e?"
"Since Arvis loves Ellis, she would be so happy to embrace whatever she chose and sleep with her."
"Is that so? I hope so."
Ellis relaxes her cheeks thinking of her brother sleeping with a present.
My brother is cute.
Don't do that.
Choose a present now.
(What do you want your brother to do?)
Ellis thinks.
(I just do my best for my money, I always eat sprouts, and I like the novels I picked up. But I don't know what I like)
General store, bookstore, magic shop, music box shop.
I've been around a lot, but I can't find this.
"My brother ended up choosing handmade ..."
Ainsworth told Ellis, who muttered suddenly.
"I think it's very good. It's a handmade gift for my older brother ... it's wonderful."
Ainsworth relaxing his cheeks.
"But I can do anything handmade ..."
I can not make sweets because I can not measure it, and I do not know what to do with handicrafts ...
Ainsworth smiled at Ellis, dropping her shoulders.
"It's okay. Isn't it? Ellis-sama's favorite and favorite thing"
A week later, Ellis told her brother who had returned.
"Are you a little better?"
"Hmm? Good, what?"
It took a little courage to put it out.
What if you don't like it?
What if you think it's boring?
After all, let's stop today.
It was Ainsworth who whispered to Ellis, who was about to break.
"It's okay. I think it's very good. I'll definitely be pleased."
One word saves me.
Ellis said, swaying his courage.
"I have a present for my brother."
"A present? Is Ellis to me?"
My older brother looks surprised.
"Yeah, but I did my best"
If you stop, your feet will start freezing again.
So Ellis left the momentum and hit the keyboard.
"I want you to listen-" Song of my brother ""
Sing the song with your thoughts.
I think it didn't work very well.
I hit a different key, or my voice turned over.
But at the very least, just let your feelings come through.
How I thank my brother.
Only that feeling can be conveyed properly.
Hard, Ellis sings.
The childish, smiling, poor song ended shortly after.
The sound disappears from the world, leaving the last note.
My brother did not say anything.
(I guess it was too bad ...)
Silence flows.
Eventually, Ellis's eardrum was shaken by a faint sound.
"I'm so grateful. I'm so ... very glad."
That said, my brother couldn't say anything again.
I heard a sobbing voice and Ellis's cheeks loosened.
(Your brother is a child, crying is exaggerated.)
"It was good. It was very good."
Even with Mr. Ainsworth's voice, Ellis gets crazy.
I guess I'm the most adult.
With a smile, Ellis said.
"Thank you, brother."
The feeling that I wanted to convey seemed to reach my favorite people.