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

Summer is also in the middle of August, if you notice...

Semi sings with all her might, and across the blue sky, the bright white entrance clouds continue to grow.

The garden tip, visible through the living room dining window, was filled with a strong glow of light.

The garden is like a single painting with herbal flowers blooming with a thriving summer feel. The purple earflower is lavender, and the small blue flower shaking in the wind is geranium. The tall pink little flowers are hissop, and the red flowers of Tatiaoi are bright with a summer feel.

In a garden tip full of such colors, Manuferno and Riola, wearing straw hats, pick herbs.

In a landscape such as the truly elegant summer afternoon, the four children of Luroni are rushing around cheering for their good health. At the age of a year and a half, they seem to have become even more active, and the spiano they chase is feeling a little tired.

The summer vacation in the school building is also in the middle of the day, and Pram, Hemperoza and Rana have been home since yesterday. Thanks to you, it got a lot more gorgeous.

"" Every Mendo "is to be cleaned up early. Huhaha... right"

I say it while the pram wicks the "air glasses".

"Come on! It's a line I tell the wise man."

"Homework is every mendeau, Dace."

Plum and Hemperoza are language and mathematics, plus history. I hear Larna has language and arithmetic homework. It seems bellyy that we should expand our homework to the long table in the living room and clean it up quickly just after the start of the summer vacation.

I just sat next to them and started reading, but the winds chilled in the Mitsuki pond in the house are often street cool. Under the desk, the museum slimes are moving with the mozo, avoiding the heat.

"Picture diary, can I draw it all together, Dace?

Rana asked. She has cute scarlet hair of short bob with floral decorative pins fastened to her forehead.

"Larna, the rule is to draw a picture diary just for today. You can't draw for tomorrow, can you?

"You won't know until you try, Dace"

Mm-hmm! and Larna glaring with white paper.

"No, you can write in the future."

"Occasionally, Dace."

"Ha..."

Larna has recently elaborated on something like a kind of "fortune telling" by hyperspace slime networks.

Today is "a good day" or "a better day to watch out" to some extent, but more accurate than the Inchequin basin fortune on the corner.

"Once I've cleared up my homework for today, I'm going to take a boat to support Chuta -"

"Hey, the other day, my new sister (...) and I were finally cotempered."

"Chuta looks fine, too, above all."

Pram, Hemperoza, and Rana seem to be booming to float the boat to the Three Sundays Pond and visit the Vilstein family, neighbor (...).

Chuta traveled through this hall about a week ago and began her new life at the Knights Chief Vilstein family.

"Ista, your sister and Lumina are doing well. I'm used to life, too!

And Chuta smiled and looked fine.

Yesterday (...), when I brought my new sisters here (...) to visit, I was horrified because Chuta herself said it brightly. I don't even seem to go with smooth sails though.

"We have heard rumors, Master Grecas the Wise. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hello, Sage Grecas"

Accompanying Chuuta's "return home" was the sister of the Vilstein family's maid of honor.

My sister, Italia, is fifteen years old and my sister is eleven years old in Luminaria. Both have blue eyes and cute fluffy blonde hair. They are very poor and tasteful ladies.

Chuta is twelve, so it would mean he's my brother and my brother.

My sister is quiet and likes to talk. He seems to like Chuta quite a bit, and makes his eyes shine when he hears a lot about the "Sage Hall".

I'm kind of jealous, Chuta......! and niggling and glancing at him, Chuta gave him a really complicated look.

That should be it, too. My sister, Istria, was slightly weak.

"I want to be a knight. Your father disagrees, but one day it is my dream to become a knight who will defend the kingdom, swear allegiance to His Majesty the King and His Highness the Princess, and be a fine...... knight like my father!

And let your eyes shine and speak hot.

With a complicated look on his ass, Istria continues.

"Taking over orphans is charity. It's one of the knights' hearts. But......! Just because you're a boy, instantly, it's a big mistake if you think you can be a knight! First of all, I, the eldest daughter of the Vilstein family, should be! Father should acknowledge my determination, not to invite such a brother (...) home to tailor him to a knight!

And while he's outraged, he's exasperating a strange rival mind.

Furthermore, he said that he forced Chuta to play against him and defeated him in a game using a wooden sword. By the way, the deacon said he desperately stopped.

I guess my oldest daughter, Sir Wilstein, hasn't had a hard time with Italia's "Otenba" either.

Maybe he also had the stomach to make him give up his dream of a knight by welcoming Chuta into his adoptive son.

And then Istria turned her sparkling eyes at me.

"Um... Faria, do you ever come here?

"Faria? Oh, oh... I haven't been here lately, but you used to come to see me a lot. I've had a lot of adventures."

"Well nice! I'm a big fan of you, Faria! As a woman, the strongest warrior! Flesh like a forged out sculpture you can't beat a man! And noble and beautiful. A maiden with an iron spirit that no one can beat......! As a Six Hero, you are a true hero who fought directly against the Demon King and contributed to victory!

I smile face to face with Chuta to face with my hands in front of my chest. I see, this seems to have created a troublesome "sister".

"Ha... that. If he asks, he'll be happy."

I hear that Faria is in the middle of a "bride training" at the castle in Loudens right now......

"Dear Sage Grecas, Um...! If you ever have a Faria in this mansion, could you invite me?

"Of course, that's good."

I answered casually. Really, without any thoughts.

Continued