From this daughter's point of view, the morning's training with Hatko would only have seemed to be 'playing with Brev aside from myself'.
So this is how you get lonely and you can't leave me.
"Huh?
"Ugh. Really? Noir thinks so?
And right next door, My Mother is giving up Marimo.
These two are close, so they just look like real parents and kids.
Mr. Dorothea, watching it as he cleaned up, opened his mouth strangely.
"Fee's not jealous of Noir..."
Huh, I thought what was stupid...... but soon I think that's against 'having my mother taken'.
Ordinary toddlers seem to be jealous when their parents are looking after their youngest child.
"Ahkioo!
A dark-haired baby with her mother's hands off comes highway to me.
And I smile and reach this way...
"Meh!
Fee, who is already sweet to me, gets stuck.
"Ugh......!
But Marimo is also more successful than before.
I don't just get chased away.
When you swell your cheeks dissatisfied, you turn to the side and grab my body.
"Right?
Play and play?
Appeal to me while doing so.
"Meh! Oh, my God! It's Phew! I'll steal it!
"Yes, yes, Phee"
My mother holds up such a sister.
"Noir loves Al, too, so let's just give him a little, shall we?
"Yikes! I just never give it to you! Ha ha! There he is. Ahh!
Fee has already cried.
He's crying, reaching this way.
"Oh. Fee really loves your brother."
Mr. Dorothea has eyes as if to see something smiling, but MySister's jealousy cannot be equated with a simple childish desire for exclusivity, so it may be counterproductive if we do not carefully detach or tolerate it.
"Hmm!
Marimo, on the other hand, climbed onto my lap and smiled full face.
I'm happily rubbing Sarah's dark hair.
"Ha... I knew kids were cute wow..."
My mother and grandmother say the same line at the same time.
Fee's crying, so I don't care.
(Nevertheless, a child)
In fact, in the carriage to go, one arch elf and two high elves used to discuss that there was a celebration.
In the high elves, it's been a long time since a new life is about to be born.
I mean, one woman says she's pregnant.
There are three main types of elves except arch elves.
It's a high elf, an elf, and a half elf.
The topic of the Honorary Elves does not matter at this time.
The Elves weigh very heavily on their lineage.
That's because the closer it gets to the pureblood arch elf, the stronger it is, the longer it lasts, and the more beautiful individuals it produces.
For example, the face of the Chamber of Commerce, which is close to me, is full of good people, but I still take pride in being a high elf, and I extremely hate being confused with just an elf.
Conversely, the normal elves seem to have a strong admiration and inferiority for high elves.
The half-elf, a mixed race with humans, is even more prone to it.
But on the other hand, more elves than half elves. And they have the characteristic that high elves are harder to make children than elves.
So the birth of the new high elf seems very delightful.
Kid lover Fennel said he would definitely go check it out even after vacation.
And the toddler in front of you.
"Ha-ha-ha! There he is. Oh!
It's been a few seconds since you've been pulled away from me, but it looks like you're already trying to reverse the limit.
It's time to comfort you.
"Mom, 'cause Fee's crying"
"Right. - Mother, can I ask for it?
"Yeah, sure."
Mr. Dorothea looks happy, holding up a pure spirit of darkness that will sit on my lap.
"Akiyu...... Huh!?"
Suddenly Granma is holding me and Marimo is surprised, but she doesn't like it.
Is it because Mr. Dorothea looks like his mother?
"Look, Fee. Come."
"I was good to. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Good for, good for, good for, good for, good for, good for, good for, good for, good for!
My Angel freed from my mother jumps in a straight line.
Spontaneous patience is something I can manage, but I still can't seem to leave when I'm sweet or lonely.
"Hey, Aroo"
There comes a brev who keeps coming home in the morning, though.
"Meh!
Master Hatko, who was judged to have monopolized me in the morning, is alerted by Fee.
"Ooh... You're going to bite me now... It's okay, I won't take Al..."
"Miu ~...! Miu!
My Sister looks half-hearted and hugs me harder.
Brev stood at the end of my gaze on the far-roll not to irritate his sister, pointing to Sisty, who was helping her clean up the kitchen with a quickie.
I know what Brother Hatko wants to tell you.
Maybe you want to tell me, 'Do my sister's opponent, too'.