Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

I'm six, Gisele's four.

I started making oatems two years ago, when I was four years old. I've been making oatems almost every day for two years since then.

Although I had trouble putting it away, I still have an attachment to what I was able to make well.

My father rounded me up and nearly burned me, but I cried and protested, and I managed to get some of the garden recognized as an otem storage area.

It's good to be a child. I haven't thought of that in a long time.

My father also seems satisfied that his child is turning up his fever for his sorcery training, and I guess he didn't want to imitate it to frustrate him.

It's also big that my sister Gisele joined me. My father is vulnerable to my sister.

It's just not that big with the garden.

Few houses line up the oatem at the garden tip, but nowhere is it piled up on a garbage pile level like ours.

Obviously, it's floating from the public, and my father doesn't seem to think much about it.

As far as I'm concerned, I sort quite a bit and as soon as I'm done, I try to break most of them, but the number of homemade oatems keeps increasing.

It used to take me over a week to make one, but now I can make three a day.

More and more Autem covered the garden.

Now more than a hundred oatems are lined up in the garden.

Even today I used to make oatems instead of chairs.

There is also Gisele beside.

I said, "I can't get on top of an oatem made by you!" and was returned.

As far as I'm concerned, it would be more appreciated if you sat down because there are a few things that I made on purpose to make it easier for you to sit...

But I make it every day. Me, too, but my sister, who just watches it every day, is also my sister.

He blushes his white cheeks and looks like he's having fun watching me make an oatem.

Don't you get tired of just watching?

I always think I'll teach Gisele how to make oatems too, but letting my pretty sister hold the blade is still a little resistant.

A little more... at least see how Gisele is doing when she turns five.

After consulting with my father, right? When you shut up about my father and let Gisele hold the knife, she could get beat up when she fell apart.

"... Abel, it's Abel"

And the moment I thought about my father, my father just came out worried.

Because I was thinking, I didn't realize my father existed.

I almost dropped the knife in surprise but rushed to grab it back in the universe.

"Hey, what can I do for you, Dad?

"Why do you keep making oatems like that?"

"I don't care why you say... No, I say this is the best way to train in witchcraft..."

How good a magician he is in this Marlen settlement is a status.

As a parent, it should be a pleasure for my child to dawn on his magic workouts, but the color of confusion is strong in the eyes of my parents' eyes lately.

"But... you know what? Eight times I made my first Autem. I'm not saying it's too early... you can be a little more childish and play with it."

I see, in short, you're anxious not to be childish.

But let me tell you by my standards, those who spend their time training in magic are much more childish... but no, that makes sense in this world where there's actually magic.

But even as a child, I also slightly exceed twenty if I add it to my previous life. They mix with the kids in the settlement and they don't feel like playing.

It's much more fun to be involved in witchcraft by making autoems.

Maybe it's something else again if it's a game or a smartphone, but I don't really think there's anything like that in this world.

"For example, why don't you go out to the woods outside the settlement? I still can't admit it because it's dangerous to take Gisele..."

Forest outside the settlement......?

But there, what do you tell me to play with?

It may be fun to just run around if you're a kid, but in my spirit, that's the time that's gone by.

I even think about telling you about my previous life, but that keeps me in mind.

You're no enemy if you're creeped out and kicked out of the settlement, and if you're demon-possessed, you may be executed. Sometimes I wonder if I'm demon-possessed or something.

Even if there was no execution or deportation, I'm sorry to be awkward with my family.

I love my parents now, my sister. I think it's as important as my family in my previous life.

"No, but......" "Yes, I hate it! I don't like that! If so, I'll go, too!

Hey, Gisele's grabbing the hem of my clothes.

That's a lot of power. Stop because it will wrinkle.

"Mm, mmm..."

Now it was my father's turn to cage his mouth. My father is vulnerable to Gisele.

"Tosa, Tosa always told me to get along with you, but why are you saying that? So awesome!

At last Giselle cried out.

Gisele's the perfect brother for me all the time, besides she's only four years old.

Speaking of pulling me away, I can't help but have a seizure. This is my father's mistake.

I stroke Gisele's back to comfort her, and then I scream at my upset father.

"Look, look, stop crying! My dad, it was my fault!

Okay, I succeeded in misleading you successfully.

I give thanks with consolation and stroke Gisele's back.

Gisele leans against my body with a hiccups and whimpers, turning her arms around her torso disappointingly.

I sneak out my tongue as I look sideways at my wolfish father.

Let's decide to run Gisele to the shield for a while.

I don't want to hurt my sister, so I'm going to plant it first, put it down, take my father's fried feet, and repel it.

Gisele is always beside me, so she should always act as a shield. I don't know how to put it.