I managed to calm the kids down and my sister threw words at them.
"You know, we just happened to get lost here."
To the words of my sister, the children face to face.
"Lost?"
"Are you lost?"
"Hey, I'll teach you how to get home, so you can play with me."
The children say it orally and it sweetens me to my sister.
"I know how to get home, so don't you know where the tower is near here?
Two people shut up about their sister's words and one stares at their sister.
A stared child said to his sister.
"Sister, do you know God?
Then the other two, too.
"No, you can't. Your father said so. Don't go near him."
"That's right. Your sister shouldn't go."
And I'm going to say it orally.
"Hmm."
My sister pretends to think about one thing.
Then I thought you stared at me, and you opened your mouth.
"Apparently, you want to see it hurt again."
Squeeze or no, put your finger in the form of an iron gun.
Stand with your thumb at a right angle, pin your index finger, and extend it.
My sister's right-hand index finger, which represents a barrel of artillery, sticks to the forehead of the nearest child.
"Yeah, well, I forgot to tell you,"
That's right, I prefaced it and imitated the shooting sound with my sister laughing nicely and at the same time smaller 'bang'.
Shortly afterwards, he drooled backwards like the child's head had been decoupled.
"Me, you're not the kindest person in the family."
Even now, my sister could be a psychopath.
No, if it comes to this lack of forgiveness on the part of the child.
"The child in the victim's notebook that came here is about you, isn't it?
And you guys were stuck on this idiot's shoulder and back in that white house. The signs are the same. No, a little different?
But it's the same. "
Is that so after all?
I don't know what it said about the kid laughing.
A child with his neck dripping toward his back grabbed Gashi's sister's arm hard.
And when I put my neck back in its original position with momentum that seemed to have a lot of sound effects, I said with a grin at Niyanya.
"Haha, that's terrible!
Your sister is tough!!
But fine, I don't hate you!
'Cause he's sweeter than his real family!!
I know about the difference between eight when it's tough!
hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!
A crazy laugh sounds.
The other two laughed out, too, to match that laughing child.
Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
Haha. haha.
hahahahahahahahahaha.
My sister tells the child who is grabbing her wrist with a cold voice.
"Oh, good for you."
It was a thrusting voice.
"So? I can see the difference between winning eight and being tough, so what?
"Yeah, be our sister."
"Why?"
"Because your sister can stand being here.
Besides, I can punish you for being such a cunning brother. "
That's what I said, I was the one with the fingers.
Oh, why me?
Me?
What are you doing in the first place?
Did I do something wrong?
Oh, did you break the door knob on the house? Is that you?
"That's right. That brother is as cunning as we are.
Cunning people have to be punished!
Here, that's the rule. "
The door knob had nothing to do with it. Good. I'm a little relieved.
Is there such a rule here?
I mean, I'm like a ghost.
"What are you talking about?
"I'm talking about your brother.
Your sister knows, doesn't she?
You know your brother can't use magic, right?
You know, your sister likes your brother, so you don't hate him, do you?
That's so cunning. My family hated us. The world hated me. And it was rebuilt, and it finally came close to normal. "
To my sister's question, a child grabbing my sister's wrist answered.
In the form that followed, one of the kids, who kept laughing at me, opened his mouth.
"I had a lot of painful thoughts.
Stop it, even though I told you, your father wouldn't stop.
A lot of them died. A lot disappeared.
It hurt a lot, cried a lot, cried until our voices withered, lost them, and finally brought us closer to humans. "
So the last one stopped laughing and said looking at me.
"But I heard the brother was treated like a person from the beginning.
You weren't like us. I was taught that I was recognized as a person even though I was less than a person.
That's wrong. We've been having such a hard time, I won't allow one person to slip out. Unacceptable.
You have to make your brother as unhappy as we are, it's not right.
So can magic be used, but even your brother once, "
So my sister moved.
The kid grabbed me by the wrist, never mind, grabbed the kid's neck talking to me and broke it.
Pekin, eh, I thought I heard something too light for a broken neck.
"You're deaf, so shut up already"
My sister said so quietly. It was an order tone.