In the matter of building blocks play, I made things cry brilliantly.
Not with this. To your sister, I don't thank you enough.
It's a disqualification that could lead to my brother's disqualification. I have to adore you plenty.
Fortunately, even in that slight conversation, there were signs that Iphonne and I were going to get along.
He told me that he would come and see me for a moment, so it would be a success as a first contact.
If there was a concern material, would that have prevented a church-related story?
How does that kid look at the elves?
Knowing that will surely shape the future.
Especially not suddenly poking at the core. That's disrespectful.
The interview manual for my hometown and Earth also said not to ask the interviewer about his faith and religion.
It would be Better to extract information from the insignificant conversation.
As I snorted, a lump of fat abounded over my head.
"Al, are you going to adore Fee?
"Uhm! Thanks for the day"
Apparently, he was listening to himself.
It doesn't matter what it is, but it's a problem that it's in my mouth by accident. "Earth" and "Japan" are better decided not to be asked. You have to be careful.
"Bu...... Mother's Thanksgiving Day. We haven't had it yet.
"Huh!? Did you mean that?!?"
"Right? Are you serious? I think Al should flirt with your mother more."
"This is how you and your mother skimp all the time."
My mother, I'll hold you soon.
You don't have to be as sweet as Fee, but you like to spoil it.
"No! I want you to hug me from Al. Al, it doesn't sweeten your mother at all..."
Yeah, my mother, you're as soft as ever.
Good thing your sister's asleep, she cuddles with me.
I want you to hold my angel if you want, because Fee will close her eyes as soon as she's not clinging to me or her mother.
"Look, mother. Fee's gonna wake up, right?
"Mmmm..."
My creator pointing his mouth in dissatisfaction.
This is you. One of these days, really, I guess I should get you in full swing.
My mother held me, and my sister snuggled.
You're clever. Do you want to hold this son so much?
I can resist, but I think I will be sad when I do that, so I will be, but I will stay.
Well, I'm snuggling with Fee, and I don't feel bad.
You cared so much about me not resisting, my mother singing a nose song.
"Supi supi..."
Oh, my mother's hug made my Angel's sleeping face even more relaxing!
This will put you to sleep for a while.
(Thought I'd spoil you, but it's pathetic to disturb your sleep...)
When I stroked Sarah's silver hair, MySister's sleeping face melted asleep.
"Hehe...... I..."
You look like a happy sleeper. Watching it warms me up this way.
Yeah, I double-checked. I love my sister.
"Fee's always dreaming about Al, isn't she?
"It's possible that the words in your sleep and the contents of your dreams don't match."
"No. Then, Phee, you don't look so happy."
Mother strokes Fee too.
He had such sweet eyes. Enough to know at a glance that it matters about my daughter.
"Sometimes I want you to say something to me, Mother. Neither Al nor Phee will tell me that."
What...
My mother cheeks on me. Your daughter's mochi cheeks are different and she has slippery cheeks. This is it, it feels good.
"That's why, Al." I love my mom, "he said?
What is "why"?
Stronger rubbing of cheeks. What kind of appeal is that?
"Yes, Al!
"Uh-huh! I'm embarrassed..."
I'm not an adolescent boy junior high school student, so I like it but I don't say I hate it, but I still hesitate to put it in my mouth.
I don't have a problem saying I like Fee, but where does this difference come from?
"Mmm! Mmm! Al, love your mother more! You told me you liked Fee all the time, cheat!