The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

"Hempero thinks he looks like Grey."

"To? The eagle... looks a little like a sage...?

"I have black eyes and dark hair."

As Pram said, Hemperoza lurked her eyebrows only for a moment, but immediately put a pranky grin on her mouth.

"Come on, I've come up with something good!

"What is it?

Plum sees Hemperoza's face gleaming as she hits the dripping ripe fruit of fruit juice.

"I wish I could be a little 'sister' to the Wise Man, just to the Washi and Plum!

"I don't know... are you brothers and sisters -!?

Ooh!? and Plum smiles convincingly.

The desert sun sheds dark shadows under roofs and trees as the sky truly shines.

"From what I've seen, I think the sage wants a little 'dayday'..."

"Ho?

"Io, I asked you to take a bath after you said you were like my brother, and I heard you say you were a bummer when you said you were my sister."

Arm up, yeah, nodding. Hemperoza seems to be sorting out a lot of circumstantial evidence in his head. I observe very closely just naming the sage Grecas' most disciple (...), such as the solo words and sights that "Give to the Sage" leaks.

As Plum also remembered, he punches his hand with a pong.

"Master Grey calls Ergo" Ergo's brother "- I saw the two of us talking friendlily in your room before this, and Lentomia was rubbing her legs with a bet because she was a 'yu-jie' too -"

Pram appealed to Hemperoza as if he were bragging about himself.

"... remains, well. Lots of things for the wise......"

Hemperoza coughs small with Cohon, even as he turns into a grin drawn to the boulder.

Hemperosa decides to think that the line of affection that Grecas, the master of magic, shows as Ergonote and Lentomia, is something like "hairy."

"And that's why I'm a little plumb. Let's call Sage" Brother "today!

"Mr. Grey, is that your brother? - It's been a long time."

Plum narrows his eyes and looks troubled, but Hemperoza added, as if he had anticipated Plum's answer, don't be a brother.

"And... as I just said to Plum, I do look a lot like Washi and Sage - just like him. Black hair, black eyes, intelligent, 'eh cancer and' seeping out standing behavior..."

Shake off your hair with a fluttering right hand with your left hand against your hips with a face full of huffiness and confidence.

"Grey and Hempero... from behind, it also feels like Io Brother Y and Rio Sister -..."

In other words, the color scale (dull) says, but like brothers and sisters with bright chestnut-haired hair, Grecas and Hemperoza can't even look like brothers and sisters from behind.

Around Methanostat and Israel, there are many bright haired races, such as blonde and silver hair, redhead and bronze, even close to black, about Nananooya, the people of the sea living in the south of dark bronze hair.

Sometimes it's quite unusual for a dark elf to draw blood, Hemperoza, or "brunette" like Grecas.

"And then, the color of my skin... it's hard to chit when it turns white... Maybe it's quicker to figure out a way to blacken the sage."

"Ooh! Grey, do you want to make your colors black?

He thought it would be interesting to imagine Plum as a boulder, too. Grecas, the sage of the blue ladybug (Aobitan), who reads all the books, has a white colour alongside Manuferno compared to other members.

The other day I struggled with out of magic, so much so that rumors have been whispered to me that while I was in the desert, I wasted too much magic because I had been blocking direct sunlight in the "junction".

"So, I have an operation for you!

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"Huh, boy. It's good to have you back after lunch."

"Stroll. Greg, I want to see the city this afternoon..."

Around noon, Grecas and Manuferno returned to the Sage's Hall chatting with the smile.

This hot but weaving robe of sage seems to be more for the practicality of daybreak than authoritativeness. Ergonote continues his work at the Royal Palace and Faria says he will go find a blacksmith who will polish his axe.

"Nice. Let's say the sun sets and then we go."

Grecas, whose expression was already hot and zero motivation, sat down on the bench at his usual garden tip so that he could fall in as he did.

"Deduction. I was wondering if it would be 'hot so let's go to the coffee shop for a cold cup of tea'..."

Manuferno's relentless additions go in. This kind of thing is just better if you say it face to face. Lift the side of the round glasses with your fingertips and Manuferno points out in a slightly grumpy manner.

"Ugh... I see, so is that..."

While I replied as badly as ever, I noticed that Grecas was trying to get up off the bench.

- It's hot...

When I look up, the sun is directly above me. Usually a bench that was supposed to be hiding in a bushy leaf was shifted to the west by about a merte.

"Who ah!? I moved this bench!

"Chi! I've already noticed!

"Sakusen is a failure."

Hemperoza and Plum came out of the garage laughing. The flirting was naturally the work of these two.

"You guys. I put it in the shade for now, so don't move it..."

Ha, and sigh, then lift one of the benches. And Hemperoza went to stop Grecas trying to pull with the cheats.

"Da, no, brother! You can stay here."

"You can't move it, Greg. Brother."

"hey... what no...!?

Zugan! and struck like a lightning strike, Grekas drops the bench to the ground.

"Sunbathing is the healthiest! Think about your brother. I did."

"Yes, sir."

Hemperoza sues at the top of the line with the obvious excuses. Plum is staring at Grecas to imitate it, too.

"Brothers and sisters (...). Shit...... did you have that hand"

Apparently, Manuferno spotted Hemperoza's sincerity in an instant, with a bitter smile at the emergence of an unexpected and powerful enemy (rival).

"Heh... Hempero, okay, what the hell is going on? The... brother, my God. Ha."

He looks obviously happy, even though he's upset that he suddenly changed his calling style. My mouth is sloppy and loose.

"I'm going to call you that next time. Brother... don't like it?

"Mr. Grey, it's your brother -!

Ooh, ooh, groaning. Grecas greets him, grabbing the shoulders of Plum and Hemperoza with gash. And...

"I'd rather ask you on that route... both of you!

Kieran! and show her white teeth and smile.

"I'm scared of my eyes, oh, brother..."

"Ha, ha, ha, ha."

It was Hemperoza, who started to regret it slightly as I mentioned it, but later I couldn't pull it off.

"Instead, your brother sunbathes for three hours a day, and hang in there and get sunburned!

"Hi, sunburn?

"It was only then that I burned... that I and the wise could be brothers and sisters!

Grecas fixed his glasses with his fingertips as he stretched his spine softly, and

"Sorry...... I don't get sunburn just because I'm red. Ever since we came to the desert, we've been working together on UV protection."

"Are you sure about this?!?

Ha ha, and gaze at Gugrecas shrugging his shoulders, Hemperoza with a half-eyed twitchy face.

"Whitening. I think Greg can use that shade anymore..."

In the end...

The whispering "Operation Sage Konriko Sunburn" seemed to have disappeared with a grumpy dream, but Hemperoza had a grin that seemed unusual to Grecas' words, "I'd be glad you called me that sometimes".

And there was another person from the living room window, watching how it was.

He holds a chestnut hair, colored eyes and a stretching stick with flour in an adorable apron.

"Sage... brother no..., brother..."

That's all I said, Riola shook her head, shaking her face bright red, crushing a chunk of flour she had wrapped around her hand.

And when I stretched it out, it circled again, thoughtfully van! and slammed a chunk into the kitchen. Iola finally wakes up with that sound.

"Fu... what?

"Bacaio! Wake up and study, right?

Even as her swollen sister suddenly scolded her and shaved her neck, Iola thought, "My sister is adorable."

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