Life with my Little Sister
Phee's designated game - it was a board game called Backgammon in the Earth world.
Boardgames in this world have chess, they have sukuro, but they don't have backgammon. In the Earth world, it's a very old game.
In terms of content, should I say "Running Sukuro"?
If you score all the commas in your hand, you win, but tactics such as jamming your opponent's path or flying your opponent's comma back to the plume become important.
It would be fun to understand the rules and play with them, but it doesn't look like it would be fun to see 'a board with just a heck of a gizzard', and I can't imagine how to play with it in the first place.
I'm wondering why this neighborhood wasn't very popular in Japan. It's simply hard to catch.
So my board draws the flow line with the rules intact to make it easier for me to see the way up and to see myself and my enemies.
On the flow line, by Fey's strong hope, he carves illustrations of the animals walking towards a goal.
The mass eyes where the comma is placed are also easy to understand and made to my sister's liking. Specifically, here too, Mr. Animal Heaven.
"Wow...! You're adorable...... Huh!
My granddaughter, who should be familiar with me, shrugged unexpectedly when she saw my handmade board.
I guess a deformed animal is catchy after all.
It's very important that you look interested.
This is the same thing with novels.
A lot of people don't like 'sentence based titles', but I think it's excellent in that it's easy to understand.
Well, "Advantageous or Disadvantaged" and "Like or Dislike" or "Don't Use" are another story.
"This, Phew, is a good game! Now, on rainy days, let's have some fun! Building blocks and painting are fun too! And dance!
For some reason, the story is getting sloppy with "How to Play on a Rainy Day," My Sister.
"Yay, yay! Phew, will you back me up...?
My sister clings to me with her mixed eyes of anticipation and anxiety.
The entertainment is for my granddaughter, but I don't have the ingredients to do otherwise.
Hold him tight, I'll stroke his head.
"Fee. Come on."
"KIUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! Phew, you got backup for me! Phew, glad! Phew, good luck! Phew, you can't lose! Phew, I like it!
Her mother grinned bitterly as she watched Fee chewing with great joy, then told her granddaughter.
"Well, Clara, why don't you have me with you? Let's take out Al together!
You're going to kill me.
――――
And not your granddaughter or her opponent, but the stash of a textile inquirer watching me cancer.
I wonder what it is, this guy.
You suspect me because you said I made a board game?
(No -)
For that split, I'm not a skeptical gaze.
It feels more like you're trying to identify the very existence of me.
We just met during this time, why...?
(Speaking of which, was this gathering because this grandfather wanted to see me in the first place? I haven't even asked why...)
Well, now, I guess it's up to you to support Fee.
When I turned my eyes on the board, for some reason, your hiding place sat next to me.
I'm not happy with the fine dust, even if I'm snuggled up with an old man who smells like alcohol.
"Don't you have to sit next to your grandson?
"I want to talk to you and my lord."
Your lord says "yes" and so on, but I guess I was the purpose from the beginning.
The mother who was watching this one nodded when she heard Mr. Mitchemon's line.
"Al. I'll tell Clara the rules. Can I talk to Mr. Mitchemon for you?
"Meh! Talk to Phew!
"Ho ho ho. Now, can you take the form of a friendly sibling conversation for me to mix?"
Whatever happens, you're going to talk to me.
"I heard rumors about the wind, Lord, that you were talking about a great genius."
"You shouldn't rely on rumors."
"Normally, you're right. But the fact that ten percent of the rumors are lies is another story, isn't it? Especially those who can make such a complicated and elaborate board game of rules can't be geniuses"
I'm not the one who made it.
Plus, the rules must have been polished out over time.
"Speaking of geniuses..."
Old man looking at me deliberately.
"Lord, I heard your magic arm is pretty good, too, huh?
It wasn't the face of the Crane Putt family that reacted to that word, it was your granddaughter.
Her complexion is bright blue and she still looks like she's going to cry.
Is it also traumatic to some sorcery?
"Hmm. The Lord is still changing. Normally, when a child as old as the Lord is praised, that's all you unconditionally rejoice in?
"It's not a particularly confident genre, is it? I know as much if I lack my strength, but on the contrary, there is no ingredient to be able to be chronic"
"Ho...? Doesn't that seem humble to you? I can see it in my eyes like I'm talking about my heart, but I can't even imagine the talent of an actor."
I mean it.
And I don't think I have the talent of an actor.
As much as I can get a sales smile at best.
"So what does the Lord think of magic?
"That's a kind of handy tool. Nothing more, nothing less."
"The journey. Weird to say. But yesterday, I hear that some people put supreme value on witchcraft, but what do you think about that?
Is that about that nuisance population that you see every time you test?
Or something else?
Either way, my answer remains the same.
"Carriage is a handy tool to me, but if someone refuses to say that only the carriage is supreme and otherwise worthless, I'll wonder if that person is a little bit. The same goes for witchcraft. Sorcery is a convenient tool, a means to live, but it won't be 'purpose'. Except, of course, for people who make magic their job or their research."
"So those who can't use magic and think about it, do you think they're stupid too?
"It's a case by case. It will depend on the environment and circumstances. But magic is not an 'absolute condition to happiness'. If you're smiling and your family can smile, you don't have to."
Of course, there are occasions where, on the contrary, it is necessary.
It was thanks to magic that Fee was born.
I'm not going to say it's unnecessary, but it's definitely not.
You're with the money at last.
It's better to have one, but it doesn't necessarily make you happy even if it does.
"Cheng Cheng no..."
The old man laughs niggardly, but I don't know why.
Nothing out of the ordinary...
"No what. I care about my grandson."
"You'll see that."
"Earlier, you became Clara's friend, but the ideal image I wanted was one that was driven, inclusive, courteous, honest, fair, gentle, and unbiased."
Grandpa, you would be too desirable......
There's no way he's here, is there?
"I know there's no kiri even looking up there. Wow. Then if you are your dear sister, your friend, will you have the desire to be the same as my ideals?
"Mm..."
I can't deny that.
Those who walk beside Fee have trouble if they are not the ones who take care of Fee above all else.
Mr. Mitchemon saw an angel clinging to me.
"How about you? What kind of friend do you want?
"Phew, but there is!
My Sister assured me, cheeks on me.
The stash of the textile inquirer laughed, "Ho, ho, right," but there's probably something about the two perceptions.
Mr. Mitchemon must have thought that because Fee was still young, he had not been able to distinguish between "close people" such as friends and family.
But Myangel must have spoken his heart out.
I mean, you don't need 'other'.
"Connected hands, don't let me go! That's the most important thing!
"Cheng Cheng. Surely in front of that condition, the ideal of my mouth, it will be as warm as the flames of the sun."
Grandpa laughs a lot.
What was so funny?
"Your brothers and sisters are lucky to find out."
I wonder what that means?
Did you call me in to see one?
If so, why the hell...?
Before questioning that, Mr. Michamon crouched his jaw and pointed to his granddaughter.
"Well, that's enough talking to Grandpa, and I was wondering if you and my grandson could do it."
"Miu Miu! It was! Phew, I'll take that girl down! I swear to God! Look at that! Phew, I get a lot of compliments for winning! Get a reward, lots and lots!
My sister, who wraps her arms around her knees, is not interested in "friend rigging" anymore.
But my granddaughter looked at me for some reason.
It continued intermittently until the end of this meeting.
What the hell did I get called up for?
Knowing the answer was not possible at last.
Chapter 387: 387 Let's Play Episode 381 Board! (Part II)
Boardgames in this world have chess, they have sukuro, but they don't have backgammon. In the Earth world, it's a very old game.
In terms of content, should I say "Running Sukuro"?
If you score all the commas in your hand, you win, but tactics such as jamming your opponent's path or flying your opponent's comma back to the plume become important.
It would be fun to understand the rules and play with them, but it doesn't look like it would be fun to see 'a board with just a heck of a gizzard', and I can't imagine how to play with it in the first place.
I'm wondering why this neighborhood wasn't very popular in Japan. It's simply hard to catch.
So my board draws the flow line with the rules intact to make it easier for me to see the way up and to see myself and my enemies.
On the flow line, by Fey's strong hope, he carves illustrations of the animals walking towards a goal.
The mass eyes where the comma is placed are also easy to understand and made to my sister's liking. Specifically, here too, Mr. Animal Heaven.
"Wow...! You're adorable...... Huh!
My granddaughter, who should be familiar with me, shrugged unexpectedly when she saw my handmade board.
I guess a deformed animal is catchy after all.
It's very important that you look interested.
This is the same thing with novels.
A lot of people don't like 'sentence based titles', but I think it's excellent in that it's easy to understand.
Well, "Advantageous or Disadvantaged" and "Like or Dislike" or "Don't Use" are another story.
"This, Phew, is a good game! Now, on rainy days, let's have some fun! Building blocks and painting are fun too! And dance!
For some reason, the story is getting sloppy with "How to Play on a Rainy Day," My Sister.
"Yay, yay! Phew, will you back me up...?
My sister clings to me with her mixed eyes of anticipation and anxiety.
Hold him tight, I'll stroke his head.
"Fee. Come on."
"KIUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! Phew, you got backup for me! Phew, glad! Phew, good luck! Phew, you can't lose! Phew, I like it!
Her mother grinned bitterly as she watched Fee chewing with great joy, then told her granddaughter.
"Well, Clara, why don't you have me with you? Let's take out Al together!
You're going to kill me.
――――
And not your granddaughter or her opponent, but the stash of a textile inquirer watching me cancer.
I wonder what it is, this guy.
You suspect me because you said I made a board game?
(No -)
For that split, I'm not a skeptical gaze.
It feels more like you're trying to identify the very existence of me.
We just met during this time, why...?
(Speaking of which, was this gathering because this grandfather wanted to see me in the first place? I haven't even asked why...)
Well, now, I guess it's up to you to support Fee.
When I turned my eyes on the board, for some reason, your hiding place sat next to me.
I'm not happy with the fine dust, even if I'm snuggled up with an old man who smells like alcohol.
"Don't you have to sit next to your grandson?
Your lord says "yes" and so on, but I guess I was the purpose from the beginning.
The mother who was watching this one nodded when she heard Mr. Mitchemon's line.
"Al. I'll tell Clara the rules. Can I talk to Mr. Mitchemon for you?
"Meh! Talk to Phew!
"Ho ho ho. Now, can you take the form of a friendly sibling conversation for me to mix?"
Whatever happens, you're going to talk to me.
"I heard rumors about the wind, Lord, that you were talking about a great genius."
"You shouldn't rely on rumors."
"Normally, you're right. But the fact that ten percent of the rumors are lies is another story, isn't it? Especially those who can make such a complicated and elaborate board game of rules can't be geniuses"
I'm not the one who made it.
Plus, the rules must have been polished out over time.
"Speaking of geniuses..."
Old man looking at me deliberately.
"Lord, I heard your magic arm is pretty good, too, huh?
It wasn't the face of the Crane Putt family that reacted to that word, it was your granddaughter.
Her complexion is bright blue and she still looks like she's going to cry.
Is it also traumatic to some sorcery?
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Mr. Mitchemon nodded intriguingly when he looked at my face, whether he noticed it or not."Hmm. The Lord is still changing. Normally, when a child as old as the Lord is praised, that's all you unconditionally rejoice in?
"Ho...? Doesn't that seem humble to you? I can see it in my eyes like I'm talking about my heart, but I can't even imagine the talent of an actor."
I mean it.
And I don't think I have the talent of an actor.
As much as I can get a sales smile at best.
"So what does the Lord think of magic?
"That's a kind of handy tool. Nothing more, nothing less."
"The journey. Weird to say. But yesterday, I hear that some people put supreme value on witchcraft, but what do you think about that?
Is that about that nuisance population that you see every time you test?
Or something else?
Either way, my answer remains the same.
"Carriage is a handy tool to me, but if someone refuses to say that only the carriage is supreme and otherwise worthless, I'll wonder if that person is a little bit. The same goes for witchcraft. Sorcery is a convenient tool, a means to live, but it won't be 'purpose'. Except, of course, for people who make magic their job or their research."
"So those who can't use magic and think about it, do you think they're stupid too?
"It's a case by case. It will depend on the environment and circumstances. But magic is not an 'absolute condition to happiness'. If you're smiling and your family can smile, you don't have to."
Of course, there are occasions where, on the contrary, it is necessary.
It was thanks to magic that Fee was born.
I'm not going to say it's unnecessary, but it's definitely not.
You're with the money at last.
It's better to have one, but it doesn't necessarily make you happy even if it does.
"Cheng Cheng no..."
Nothing out of the ordinary...
"No what. I care about my grandson."
"You'll see that."
"Earlier, you became Clara's friend, but the ideal image I wanted was one that was driven, inclusive, courteous, honest, fair, gentle, and unbiased."
Grandpa, you would be too desirable......
There's no way he's here, is there?
"I know there's no kiri even looking up there. Wow. Then if you are your dear sister, your friend, will you have the desire to be the same as my ideals?
"Mm..."
I can't deny that.
Those who walk beside Fee have trouble if they are not the ones who take care of Fee above all else.
Mr. Mitchemon saw an angel clinging to me.
"How about you? What kind of friend do you want?
"Phew, but there is!
My Sister assured me, cheeks on me.
The stash of the textile inquirer laughed, "Ho, ho, right," but there's probably something about the two perceptions.
Mr. Mitchemon must have thought that because Fee was still young, he had not been able to distinguish between "close people" such as friends and family.
But Myangel must have spoken his heart out.
I mean, you don't need 'other'.
"Connected hands, don't let me go! That's the most important thing!
Grandpa laughs a lot.
What was so funny?
"Your brothers and sisters are lucky to find out."
I wonder what that means?
Did you call me in to see one?
If so, why the hell...?
Before questioning that, Mr. Michamon crouched his jaw and pointed to his granddaughter.
"Well, that's enough talking to Grandpa, and I was wondering if you and my grandson could do it."
"Miu Miu! It was! Phew, I'll take that girl down! I swear to God! Look at that! Phew, I get a lot of compliments for winning! Get a reward, lots and lots!
My sister, who wraps her arms around her knees, is not interested in "friend rigging" anymore.
But my granddaughter looked at me for some reason.
It continued intermittently until the end of this meeting.
What the hell did I get called up for?
Knowing the answer was not possible at last.
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