It is difficult because it does not match age and appearance, but the youngest person in this house is Sandra.

Even younger than Farfa or Sharsha. I have the impression of Koichi or Koji.

Compared to that, Farfa and Sharsha look about the fourth or fifth grade.

This slight (in appearance) number of years difference is really huge.

What's big is that Farfa and Sharsha really acted like sisters.

My two daughters were still teaching Sandra letters at the table that day.

"Ko, is this okay...?

"Oh, the other way around. Write clockwise, not anti-clockwise."

"Uh, like this?

"That's right! Then let's practice ten times!

"What, let me move on to the next letter?"

"I don't forget to write it again and again!

By the way, Sharsha is just snorting and nodding as she sees how it goes, and she doesn't talk about anything. I'm putting out the air like an old master watching over everything.

Suspicious to say that we are both teaching this... but I am participating in the teaching place so I decide to define it as teaching by both of us.

"Yeah, well done -! Well, let's write 'apple'."

"Don't lick it. That's how I can do it. Here!"

Sharsha shook her head to the side.

"That makes it 'Ringo'."

"Shit! I screwed up! I can't go wrong next time..."

Farfa is brilliantly active as an educator. Really great.

Sandra lived most of her life in the dirt, so she couldn't even read the letters. As it stands, life is in the way, so I had to have the letters remembered, but when was the person in charge of it becoming falfa.

After all, Sandra was also more irresistible when the year of appearance was nearer, and I honestly accepted that.

"The ancient man said. Dulk Street takes fifty days. Now, it all starts with the same step. If you pile it up with this one, it will one day be a tower that will reach heaven as well. That's what academia is."

Sharsha suddenly made a conscious statement, but he was studying letters, especially without hearing Farfa or Sandra.

"Something might feel good to have more daughters. Sandra's in the dirt at night."

That kind of statement sounds clear to Sandra. My ears moved tingly.

"Nothing. I'm not Azsa's kid. I'm me, you're not a plant, are you? Don't be weird."

This is fine in such rebellious places.

I've raised Farfa and Sharsha so far, but they were both too good kids. He was really a good kid like he painted on a picture. Plus, he's smart. My daughter is also in some kind of cheat state as a child.

However, I appreciate that because it is untouchable, but I wonder if it is also flavorful when it comes to being a mother who struggles a little in parenting.

Of course, it's hard to cry at night and not sleep at all, or rumble and destroy the walls of your house every day...

In that sense, Sandra's slightly opposite point may be a better period of rebellion.

I went to work in the laundry after seeing the situation satisfactorily.

By the way, I'm replacing tornado magic with washing machines. I use the rest of the bath water today for the water I need. The detergent makes something vegetable. Around here is witch territory.

Magic is really useful at times like this. Anyway, I have a large family, so I have a lot of laundry. Hand wash is tight.

"Yes, laundry done today"

And when I get my laundry done, I'm gonna go outside and dry.

"Mmmm... Harkara's underwear, isn't it a little too flashy...? What's the shift for...? Conversely, Flattorte doesn't see underwear in the first place, but no way, she did it without wearing it because it's a hassle...? Let's find out later..."

Though there was something that caught some scratching, if it was dry, Sharsha came alone.

"Mother, I have a suggestion for Sharsha"

"Well, with advice."

As always, the words are stiff.

"Something that can be described as a child by the looks of people, whether it be a shashasha or a sister. Mr. Sandra didn't say."

Sandra is exactly a young girl, but she is older at her age, so she is sarcastic.

"And until now Sharsha and her sister have both learned voluntarily. With the addition of Sandra there, we also feel a new spread"

"Yeah, you are. You two have finally become sisters."

Farfa was Sharsha's sister, but this was a bit exceptional because she is a twin. But Sandra came in and asked for a true sisterly gesture, both Farfa and Sharsha, who had never been a sister before.

"So I thought that belonging to an environment with more children would make a lot of discoveries. I am convinced it will have beneficial consequences for my life"

Words are separated from children, so I need a translation, but, I mean, when I soften...

"Is it okay that Sharsha wants to go to school?

"Yes. That the big town has a learning building for kids"

Sharsha had nodded many times. There is a grin on that face.

I see. You mean you want to go to an elementary school place.

It's not like there are no elementary schools (targeted places) in this world either. Most of all, like Sharsha says, it's only about a big town. Only in Vitamay, the state capital, would there be such an establishment within this state.

It is the children of ordinary people living in towns who go to such places.

A child of the aristocratic class has a dedicated tutor. Conversely, if it's a poor farmer's child or something, now you have to work hard from a young age as a worker.

As much as elementary school, it's not study-specific, and there's no concept of compulsory education. But it doesn't mean I'm just gonna keep my kids, he's got a minimum education. It's easier to read the letters, and it's more convenient to get a job.

Anyway, there are things close to elementary school.

"Experience enrollment, can't you?

Sharsha made it clear. I always push harder with more.