--Inside the Imperial City. Futa's private room.

A while after the terrorist riots in King's City.

I could say that Futa's daily life was peaceful and fulfilling.

I wonder if my hands are a little empty or if I spend a lot more time with Lilac than before.

Days of culinary classes with Corona and polishing your arms.

At the restaurant (Taberna), where I was invited to dine for a while, I enjoyed the noisy time that I felt like leaving behind.

From time to time, I talk with my fake sister about the upcoming fighting sword.

I'm glad to say that when it passes like this, Futa doesn't have time to feel happy.

But there's only one such guy who's been having trouble lately.

"... oh. That's a shame."

"Sorry, I've been away a lot."

"It's okay.... but I don't know what that means. Separated....?

"No, it's not that complicated, is it?... wait, is it even more complicated depending on how you look at it...????

Tilting her neck was Ayame Wolcott, a six-year-old girl holding her elbow like a woman and putting her hand on her cheek.

"But after all, pasta is busy. Wow!"

Huh, a bit of a hot sigh is a sign of longing.

Pasta (9) is three more sisters than a yammer in terms of settings.

Even around her, it seems that there are many girls who are excited about "wanting to be like that", and Futa was told that she could make an octopus in her ear.

Even now that Hula has rebuilt her house and is no longer her so-called "neighbor," Ayame occasionally visits Huta's room.

As Hula came to work, she was accompanied by a "chamberlain" with a court magician to ruin the time until her retirement, but most of the purpose was to come to Futa's room (she thought it was Futa's and Pasta's room, but she died) and meet Pasta properly.

But it doesn't come true.

She lowers her eyebrows in trouble and looks up at Futa as she notices.

But oniisan's free.

Ufuu

"Aren't you going to accompany my sister?

"No, that's it."

A really sharp gaze ejects the lid.

Exactly this situation, which can be described as a "crisis of dignity".

You can't possibly come up with a good excuse for Futa.

Drop your shoulders and tell them where you can put it.

Sure, I'm basically not his escort.

"... why is that?

A slight glance at Futa turns into disappointment.

What a pitiful sight.

"Well, he's a lot younger than me... but he's still a lot better than me. Well, maybe Ayame knows that."

"... I see. Pasta is amazing!"

A slightly wet gaze ejects the lid.

If a girl the same age as Luli sees this, Huta will take a lot of damage.

But that's why this man doesn't speak so well that he can look good and say the right thing.

--If you're really good at mouth in the first place, first of all, you haven't clouded your face so much.

Nevertheless.

"Oh, yeah. It's amazing."

……

That's why I don't think he's a child.

……

I don't even know that those false eyes sometimes unintentionally win a great deal of trust, creating meaningless mistakes.

"That's right!

"Oh? That stage is the kind of guy who makes it all by himself. My escort is like overprotective."

"Pasta, you're not a child anymore..."

I see.

Even today, my spider is unconscious.

"I trust you. Well, that's why I came to this room... uh, when I came back, I just wanted to welcome you as my sister."

"Hmm... that's right. Okay, pasta."

Gyu, as if it had been painful to grasp your chest, you're distracted from your eyes and murmuring.

"When I come back, it's really just when I'm lonely... pasta..."

After all, Futa leans her neck against the bitter whining of the pasta.

Looking back at my vomited words, I wondered if my sister would certainly sound a little cold to me.

In the meantime, even one of the followers, this honestly tells the truth.

"But he's pretty good, too. Because I'm a girl. If anything happens, I'll get out and protect you. Even if it looks like this, I'm only confident in my arms."

"Pasta-chan's brother...!!

Eh, ah, yeah.

A lily that glistens like a thrill and twinkles in an unusual atmosphere.

"I'm sorry. I'm starting to get confused."

"Misunderstanding?

"Oniisan, I almost thought Pasta was the one who's been hanging out with us all this time for the money she earned from work."

Gufu

Sadly, all she mistakes is that the money comes from a different source.

"But that's right, if it's time, I'll have oniisan.... pasta, I want you to do your best in the future."

"That's right...."

"Thank you, Oniisan Pasta. I'll give you this. Wow."

There are several flowers that bloom softly around your cheerful smile.

She runs away in the mood as soon as she handles the usual "one for all" split hem.

The leftovers whispered unexpectedly as they watched the flowers disappear.

"... I don't know, let's start at home."

Mei-do?

It wasn't until a little while later that the maid who came to Futa, who stood still, tilted her head.

Luli Earthnote recently made friends of the same age.

That's good. I'm very happy.

The hairstyle with the bright brown hair tied in two is more reminiscent of the familiar "gladiator" than the idol.

Lovely, loose smiles and unique ways of speaking didn't dislike Ruli.

But if there's only one thing she can't do, it's her friend.

"--So, you're going to buy me a pair of pasta costumes."

I ended up telling Ruli the most unpleasant story.

That's right. Good, good. "

"Ruri-chan really doesn't like pasta-chan...."

"I don't like it or dislike it"

Eh. But...

"There's just nothing there...."

"None...?

Dohn, Luli murmured with her arms crossed and her eyes distant.

Yes, the only thing I don't like about Ruli is Beat Oneechan, and that's not a mistake, like Pasta.

The two of them sat on the bench of the royal castle and tried hard to get to know Pasta's charm, but it didn't work out.

Ruli insisted that she didn't dislike it.

Now, I was worried about what happened, but that's where I came up with it a few days ago.

I remember talking to my brother at Pasta's place of residence.

"Speaking of which... Do you know your brother Pasta?

"I don't know????? Pasta, do you have a brother?????

Oh, I don't know.

It is a surprising new fact.

Instead of Luli leaning her neck sharply as if she had been planted with ice pillars on her back, she lowered her thin eyes like a surprise.

Oh, my gosh.

"I have an older brother."

"I didn't know... What, break up?

Are you with Ruli? Luli's thoughts fly in an unexpected direction.

"What are you talking about? You've always been with me."

"Together....?

You're the only one here? and twisted his neck. Then Beat and oneechan become relatives.

"Luli, was that your niece...?

"Um... hey, I'm tall."

It's Daddy...

Always with a nice face.

It's Daddy...

"Very strong."

It's Daddy...

"Dark-haired"

"Brother Wu!!

Luli stood up unexpectedly and stuck his pan and handkerchief to the ground.

"Eh, Brother Wu!?

"Phew... oh, that was my name Futa!"

Speaking of which, it seems that Ayame, who remembers, is breathtaking.

Brother Wu and Beat's sister are brothers and sisters.

There is no such fact. There shouldn't be.

Pasta-chan isn't. She's an incredible girl who does all sorts of things by herself. "

"............................................................ well, yes"

"But when I'm really lonely, I'll come back to oniisan. It's cute, but it's nice."

"Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

"Ruri-chan!? Luli!?

Ruli holds her head and raises her voice.

"No, no, no!! No way!! No way!!

Ayame can't help but melt at Luli, who shouts at her thin, beautiful seal hair.

As a result of the trouble, I handed over the magic flower at the very least.

"Please have one...?

"I just don't want to touch Gabela right now!!!!

"Eh. It's like pasta...."

"That's why!!!!

"That's right...."

Do you think you've lost your temper to the slumber that has depressed you a lot?

"Sorry."

"Yeah, I did something wrong."

"Um... Even in the same red, Lori likes roses."

Take your hands gently and smile.

Ayame murmured in trouble.

"Doesn't that suit Pasta?

Ugiii

The expression of an unseen girl bloomed there.

"Brother Wu. Doyu."

"Hmm!?

Looking at a girl the same age as Luli with disappointment, Huta was shocked and suffered further damage from her own mistake.