Life with my Little Sister
The close-up recruitment exams will both take place, he said, in February.
I mean, next month.
(I'm not willing to either...)
Can you say no to something like this?
I guess I can't say no......
Keep the letter and go back to your room.
There the mother and the sisters sleep, leaning in happily.
Both Phee and Marimo have grown up these days, so disciplined naps seem to be done with hammocks, even though one hammock would be Gyu. Is there some kind of restraint?
More so, this letter...
"Well, okay. Let's think about next month…"
Trouble is, all you have to do is push it all on 'The Future Myself'!
People, they call it escape.
"Mmm...... Uh-huh..."
Looks like my mother woke up because I was playing gasagoso.
Slightly open your eyes and look at this one.
"Oh, Al, let's..."
"Yeah. Morning, Mother"
"Al, I'm sorry, but hey, can you take Dickon or Buone?
Daikon and Buohn are Phee's favorite jumbo stuffed animals.
I guess taking it means letting Fi hold the stuffed animal and Miss Lucica herself wants to travel.
If Phee isn't holding onto something, she'll be up soon.
"Ho, Mother"
"Thank you, Al. - Fee and Noir, just stick around, okay?
Mother letting her hold a stuffed animal and come down from a hammock.
And I'm stroking my daughters hair thanks to love.
This guy really loves Fee and Noir......
Are you more relieved that you are being stroked? Your sleeping face has become more defenseless.
The way it looks, it also looks happy somewhere.
I mean, compassion.
"Come on, Al's next, right?
"Hmm? I don't plan on taking a nap."
"No, I'm not. Yo! - Here's what I'm gonna do!
"Wow!?"
Oh, my God, my mother suddenly held me up!
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"What, is this line over here! Because Al, you don't sweeten your mother at all......!
What...
"Al, he's a solid, smart kid for his age, and he's untouched, but he hasn't been a little sweet for a long time, and your mother's unhappy! More like the Phys, like I want you to be sweet!
Gyummy, my mother who tightens me up.
To a soft nice buddy, my body sinks into a zubble.
That's how you hug me.
It's the way I held it when there was only 'me' still in the west away.
My mother must have been really happy to have a 'family' called me back then.
At the same time, I was able to fill in the loneliness.
The baby, called Alto Crane Putt, as my mother put it, was not very sweet to her parents, so I remember being raided many times at the time and being 'sentenced to a hug'.
The point is, it's me.
Sometimes, it's just like wanting to eat ramen or something asexually, and you seem to want to skimp with me today.
"Nfu! Al, like it or not...!"
"Ah, ah. Yeah. Thanks......"
"Already! It's not 'thank you' there, it's me too, right?
No, my name is not mine.
"Should I have raised you more lovingly and had you become a mazacon...?
Sarah, do a hell of a thing.
I mean, can't you just let me go?
Oh, can't you?
Really......
"Even now, I think Al should love your mother more!
No, you like it, don't you?
I'm ashamed to say it in my mouth, and for the convenience of 'contents', I just don't want to be sweet.
"Al! Love your mother more. Ugh!
If I were to become a Mazacon, would your daughters be in a blast?
"By the way, after this, I'm going to attack Abel."
Oh, my teacher, who was about to come into the room now, gently walked away from the door!?
Master, don't run away, help me!?
Mother says hello to her daughter, she's obsessed with pushing Svethbe cheeks on me, and she hasn't noticed the departure of her best friend.
"Al, ha, you made pudding for Abel, didn't you?
"Ugh, yeah...... Yes, but..."
"So, for Fee, I made a soft steak."
"That's not a mistake either."
Ku, ku...!
Swallow...... eh.
"Yet, yet no! Why didn't you make a special menu for your mother?!?"
Even if they say so.
Pudding was meant to be a requirement for Plan A, because Hamburg was an eye-catching product for her sister's milestone of five, but nothing happened to her mother...
And, to be honest, I'm sure you'll bend the knob even more.
"What Al's trying to make today isn't for your mother, is it?
But when I make it, I'll eat it. Stop.
Today is the day that culinary researcher and Bavarian appeared a long time ago.
As far as I'm concerned, I still have something to sell and make, but the Chamber of Commerce still says it's a big deal.
Nail cutting and threading, the "Early Essen Inventions" made some years ago, were completely rooted as a classic product, so they continue to be made now, as well as "classified" ones, some tires to attach to carriages and luggage carriages, but this is expendable, so the workshop seems to be even busier.
Are there any other items in Prima's name, works as a magic magician - preparation of cameras and photo studios, large baths transformed into leisure facilities and related to the viewing grounds of the wolf glass?
And food - in the name of Bavaria.
Do you think that the Chamber of Commerce is in a lot of trouble by securing ingredients and preparing stores, such as rice bowls, flakes, pudding, dried meat, a tempura bowl, and soft steak?
Besides, the bottleship - the inquiry about the 'Bottled Ship' has also come a little from the wealthy, and he says he's been allotted time to deal with it.
"- Dear Alto, I'm very hard to say, but I don't have enough manpower and time. I would like to ask you to wait a moment for any further sales…. Oh, if you can, I'd like you to have some 'Bottled Ships'. Some customers have come to bow their heads that they really want to present to their young children..."
Chairman Shorcina told me so with a gessy face.
So Alto Crane put's "another name" and the rest of them were off for a while.
What is it this time, then, is "reuse of waste products"?
In this world, too, there are imos.
And they also serve as a vandalism crop here.
Even at the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce, Imo seems to have stockpiles in the warehouse.
Do you think there are some of them that are coming to an expiration date?
... No, the expiration date is not prescribed by law. The point is, it's something that needs to be damaged and disposed of.
The Elf's Chamber of Commerce says anything better consumed early in stockpiles is offered for sale at a special offer or given way for free to nurseries and orphanages.
But some of them seem subtle, like, 'I don't know if this is going to give way'.
I heard that, so I asked if I could get some of the imo if I had more.
"Something, are you going to be making a new menu?
Jantine, who heard from me, asked me that in a slightly troubled way.
She knows the Chamber of Commerce is busy too, so maybe she's on guard.
"Well, we make it, we make it, but we just secretly enjoy it in our family, right? The other day, Chairman Shorcina just stabbed me with a nail."
To my words, Tine seemed horrified.
When the Chamber of Commerce gets busy, even the Security Department will get busy.
People who can 'hang' other departments also seem to be driven out of the security department on an ad hoc basis.
I'm sure you haven't seen Mr. Fennel lately because of his busy schedule.
For all these reasons, I cook the product that I plan to dispose of, but my mother seems unhappy that what I make with Oimo is not for her own good.
"Now I'll make it for my mother, so miss it this time. And then it's time to let go."
"Do it!"
No, like Fee.
"... hmm? Miuuuuuuu......"
"Akiyu ~..."
Looks like both of my sisters closed their eyes at the same time.
And soon I found this one, and I got jealous.
"Ahhh!? Oh kah, cheat! I'm stuck with you! Oh, my God!
"Akiyu! Aki!"
Soon, you got busy.
But if I cook, will it be noisier?
What I give away from the Chamber of Commerce.
What to cook.
This time imo is - potatoes.
Chapter 502: 502 Episode 495: POTOOOOOOOO! (Preliminary)
I mean, next month.
(I'm not willing to either...)
Can you say no to something like this?
I guess I can't say no......
Keep the letter and go back to your room.
There the mother and the sisters sleep, leaning in happily.
Both Phee and Marimo have grown up these days, so disciplined naps seem to be done with hammocks, even though one hammock would be Gyu. Is there some kind of restraint?
More so, this letter...
"Well, okay. Let's think about next month…"
Trouble is, all you have to do is push it all on 'The Future Myself'!
People, they call it escape.
"Mmm...... Uh-huh..."
Looks like my mother woke up because I was playing gasagoso.
Slightly open your eyes and look at this one.
"Oh, Al, let's..."
"Yeah. Morning, Mother"
"Al, I'm sorry, but hey, can you take Dickon or Buone?
Daikon and Buohn are Phee's favorite jumbo stuffed animals.
I guess taking it means letting Fi hold the stuffed animal and Miss Lucica herself wants to travel.
"Ho, Mother"
"Thank you, Al. - Fee and Noir, just stick around, okay?
Mother letting her hold a stuffed animal and come down from a hammock.
And I'm stroking my daughters hair thanks to love.
This guy really loves Fee and Noir......
Are you more relieved that you are being stroked? Your sleeping face has become more defenseless.
The way it looks, it also looks happy somewhere.
I mean, compassion.
"Come on, Al's next, right?
"Hmm? I don't plan on taking a nap."
"No, I'm not. Yo! - Here's what I'm gonna do!
"Wow!?"
Oh, my God, my mother suddenly held me up!
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"What, is this line over here! Because Al, you don't sweeten your mother at all......!
What...
"Al, he's a solid, smart kid for his age, and he's untouched, but he hasn't been a little sweet for a long time, and your mother's unhappy! More like the Phys, like I want you to be sweet!
Gyummy, my mother who tightens me up.
To a soft nice buddy, my body sinks into a zubble.
It's the way I held it when there was only 'me' still in the west away.
My mother must have been really happy to have a 'family' called me back then.
At the same time, I was able to fill in the loneliness.
The baby, called Alto Crane Putt, as my mother put it, was not very sweet to her parents, so I remember being raided many times at the time and being 'sentenced to a hug'.
The point is, it's me.
Sometimes, it's just like wanting to eat ramen or something asexually, and you seem to want to skimp with me today.
"Nfu! Al, like it or not...!"
"Ah, ah. Yeah. Thanks......"
"Already! It's not 'thank you' there, it's me too, right?
No, my name is not mine.
"Should I have raised you more lovingly and had you become a mazacon...?
Sarah, do a hell of a thing.
I mean, can't you just let me go?
Oh, can't you?
Really......
"Even now, I think Al should love your mother more!
No, you like it, don't you?
I'm ashamed to say it in my mouth, and for the convenience of 'contents', I just don't want to be sweet.
"Al! Love your mother more. Ugh!
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"By the way, after this, I'm going to attack Abel."
Oh, my teacher, who was about to come into the room now, gently walked away from the door!?
Master, don't run away, help me!?
Mother says hello to her daughter, she's obsessed with pushing Svethbe cheeks on me, and she hasn't noticed the departure of her best friend.
"Al, ha, you made pudding for Abel, didn't you?
"Ugh, yeah...... Yes, but..."
"So, for Fee, I made a soft steak."
"That's not a mistake either."
Ku, ku...!
Swallow...... eh.
"Yet, yet no! Why didn't you make a special menu for your mother?!?"
Even if they say so.
Pudding was meant to be a requirement for Plan A, because Hamburg was an eye-catching product for her sister's milestone of five, but nothing happened to her mother...
And, to be honest, I'm sure you'll bend the knob even more.
"What Al's trying to make today isn't for your mother, is it?
But when I make it, I'll eat it. Stop.
Today is the day that culinary researcher and Bavarian appeared a long time ago.
As far as I'm concerned, I still have something to sell and make, but the Chamber of Commerce still says it's a big deal.
Nail cutting and threading, the "Early Essen Inventions" made some years ago, were completely rooted as a classic product, so they continue to be made now, as well as "classified" ones, some tires to attach to carriages and luggage carriages, but this is expendable, so the workshop seems to be even busier.
And food - in the name of Bavaria.
Do you think that the Chamber of Commerce is in a lot of trouble by securing ingredients and preparing stores, such as rice bowls, flakes, pudding, dried meat, a tempura bowl, and soft steak?
Besides, the bottleship - the inquiry about the 'Bottled Ship' has also come a little from the wealthy, and he says he's been allotted time to deal with it.
"- Dear Alto, I'm very hard to say, but I don't have enough manpower and time. I would like to ask you to wait a moment for any further sales…. Oh, if you can, I'd like you to have some 'Bottled Ships'. Some customers have come to bow their heads that they really want to present to their young children..."
Chairman Shorcina told me so with a gessy face.
So Alto Crane put's "another name" and the rest of them were off for a while.
What is it this time, then, is "reuse of waste products"?
In this world, too, there are imos.
And they also serve as a vandalism crop here.
Even at the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce, Imo seems to have stockpiles in the warehouse.
Do you think there are some of them that are coming to an expiration date?
... No, the expiration date is not prescribed by law. The point is, it's something that needs to be damaged and disposed of.
The Elf's Chamber of Commerce says anything better consumed early in stockpiles is offered for sale at a special offer or given way for free to nurseries and orphanages.
But some of them seem subtle, like, 'I don't know if this is going to give way'.
I heard that, so I asked if I could get some of the imo if I had more.
"Something, are you going to be making a new menu?
Jantine, who heard from me, asked me that in a slightly troubled way.
She knows the Chamber of Commerce is busy too, so maybe she's on guard.
"Well, we make it, we make it, but we just secretly enjoy it in our family, right? The other day, Chairman Shorcina just stabbed me with a nail."
When the Chamber of Commerce gets busy, even the Security Department will get busy.
People who can 'hang' other departments also seem to be driven out of the security department on an ad hoc basis.
I'm sure you haven't seen Mr. Fennel lately because of his busy schedule.
For all these reasons, I cook the product that I plan to dispose of, but my mother seems unhappy that what I make with Oimo is not for her own good.
"Now I'll make it for my mother, so miss it this time. And then it's time to let go."
"Do it!"
No, like Fee.
"... hmm? Miuuuuuuu......"
"Akiyu ~..."
Looks like both of my sisters closed their eyes at the same time.
And soon I found this one, and I got jealous.
"Ahhh!? Oh kah, cheat! I'm stuck with you! Oh, my God!
"Akiyu! Aki!"
Soon, you got busy.
But if I cook, will it be noisier?
What I give away from the Chamber of Commerce.
What to cook.
This time imo is - potatoes.
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