Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

"Let it go, uh, so-boo"

My cute little brother is connected to you, Cecil, someone else who is redder than Jill, my brother-in-law, for some reason. That was something I could tell my youngest brother Mist.

You came to my house at Ruby's invitation, Cecil. If you go to Mist's room to say hello to Mist as well, the mist at first sight comes running over with a smile.

Shh, and laughing, Cecil, when it comes to the mist clinging to your leg, I love you. If Jill sees this, it's going to attract a smile, because it attacks me.

"Hello Mist, how have you been?

"Yeah!"

You get an enthusiastic hug, Cecil. You are expensive trying to lift the side of the mist from the bottom with a familiar handle. Cecil on the shaggy mist. You have a gentle grin, too.

... All the men in the Adelshans love you, Cecil. Needless to say, Ruby is my favorite, Cecil.

You're really familiar with it, hey, and laughing at me, Cecil, I hear you've felt your gaze. It's a little bit suited to the lighting out.... You know you like kids even if you don't hide them now, right?

"Cecil, you're a real brother, aren't you?"

"I wonder who made you do that"

"Ruby, right?"

"Which Mouth Wants It"

"Yikes."

Apparently my reaction didn't bother me, Cecil. I'm shocked in many ways because you pull the mist down and pull the cheek, and the mist of the protesting thing laughs at the pieces "oops, heck".

Me and me, Cecil, I'll hold Mist and let Mist try a cheeky sentence, so Cecil, I won't give you any more tea or tea.... maybe Ruby will bring it though.

"What are you doing, mist, sister?"

"... what are you doing, Master Cecil"

Rumors (alone in the brain), it's Ruby's appearance with a tray with a pod of tea on it with red hair fluttering. Jill seems to have come with him, opening the door with one hand and holding a plate with cookies with one hand.

It must be Ruby's intentions and Jill's stained squire habits that didn't leave the preparation around here to the servants.

Mist looked at Jill...... 's plate with the cookies on it and let his eyes shine and said, "Snacks!" I laugh with joy, mist, but I keep pulling my cheeks. It hurts.

Cecil, you're in for help with this, too, and I'm slowly pulling the mist's hand off my cuddle and doing it.... you'd have appreciated not letting me follow you from the beginning, wouldn't you?

"Thank you, both of you.... This is Cecil's fault in the first place, isn't it?

"Why me? 'Cause you do weird things in the first place."

"Well, it's Liz..."

"Jill, please don't convince me there. Why are you snorting? I'm Cecil, and I'm just saying that you're a big brother."

Jill, you're being rude to my wife. What image are you looking at me in?

I said, "Whose fault is that? I said,"

"Isn't that your sister?

"Right, Liz is the main cause, right?"

"What is it!?

Jill to Ruby......! Wow, me, was that so accidental? I was going to hold on to this...!

"... because Liz was so sweet and accidental when she got used to it"

"Right. You seem solid, and if you forgive me, I'll sweeten you, and you'll accidentally make a hell of a mistake. We could be the ones running after them."

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

"That's why I'm so good at post-processing."

"... I'm sorry..."

... if you ask me, yes, and I have a lot of problems with sweet stuffing, and I can't deny it.

So, but originally, Cecil, you were kind of a good caretaker, and I was wondering if you were a child lover. I think Ruby's presence makes him polish that personality, too. When it comes to your brother's temperament, I should never be the only one at fault.

It's okay with the fact that I'm missing it, Cecil, but I'm sure it's what I originally have about your brother temperament.

"Well, as usual, my sister was accidental."

Ruby, I pretty much stabbed you right now.

"I really think your brother is a good caretaker. My sister told me you're getting a lot rounded up from your old brother."

"Stop, don't dig back into black history"

"I was tuned back then, wasn't I, Cecil? I knew you'd be round."

"Whose fault do you think it is?"

"My fault, is it? But, Cecil, you've always been sweet."

I was usually a little less honest boy when I reconciled, because I could see the care and stuff. Plus, I don't think Ruby's response would be nice without kindness from the beginning.

But Cecil, you've been nice to Ruby from the beginning, and I'm pretty sure he was originally a kind and well looked after man because he was either showing off his brother or trying to be a good brother.

I know you've been nice to Cecil for a long time, and when I smile, Cecil, the bat looks slightly out of sight. The cheeks are slightly red, probably because they are lit.

"Let it be, gentle. He's gonna hang on to me, and he's gonna stick to me!

As the mist smiles with a sneer and no yield as he pushes back, Cecil, you finally give up fighting back. A small sigh, kneeling, strokes the mist.

... I knew you were vulnerable to children, Cecil.

However, to such a sight Jill moans with a subtly drawn face saying, "I'm playing, too, and I'm hugging and shoulder cars..." I can't help but forgive my recessed husband for all this.

"Uh, Jill's your big brother enough, too, right? When I was little, I thought I was like your brother about Jill."

"... can I be happy with that"

"Because it was when I was little. When I was a single digit old man."

It's more impossible to look at it as heterosexual from that time on, and it was still subordinate love in the first place, each other. So I'm glad your brother is present.

But Jill and Cecil are not the same type of brothers, are they? If Jill is all kinds of spoiled types, Cecil is a good looking after brother skin. Our lineage is...... maybe compatible with your type Cecil, or I can't tell Jill, but I think. Or I like Jill, too, at least I do.

Mist is still connected to you, Cecil, and I wonder if all this is your morality, dust.

"... it's scary that our kids are going to get to him on their own."

... I don't think it's in the boulder. No way. Maybe in that case, Jill would be sad, but I stopped imagining the sight because I think I could cry a little.