"Ooh! Here he comes!

"Good morning, Mr. Alto..."

After breakfast and enjoying the origami with Phee and Pooh, Hatkoz arrived.

My brother Brev was as energetic as usual, but Sisty still looks like a pull-in idea.

Mr. Dorothea asked me to give him confidence, but I don't think it's going to be easy this year.

"You're both early."

I had breakfast, and they just think I'm here right away.

It's still closer to morning than it is to morning.

"Because Al and the others are here, I want to play a little bit..."

"Hmm? Kind of, oddly enough, you have a bad tooth cut?

In my words, Brev fell apart.

"Actually, my parents are doing everything they ask me to do. So, there, we have to go before noon. So today, I can't play much. So, get your face out of here early."

"Really, that's tough. Can I help you?

"Well... it's similar"

My best friend flaunts his shoulder.

You have kind of a long eye, don't you?

There, with Mr. Dorothea smiling bitterly, he brought a basin with a cup on it.

"The star festival is close. You're gonna help, aren't you?

"That's right...... It's compulsory. My mother, she's a ghost. No..."

Yeah?

Help with the star festival......?

I wonder what it is?

I thought you would simply shop at home errands, but it seems so different.

When it comes to helping with festivals, you know, decorating aids?

Or prepare for visitors and participate in grasshopping and garbage collection to improve the city's aesthetics?

"That's easier and better... If you move your body without thinking about it, it's easy."

"Already, brother. I think it's a nice job..."

Hmm?

Brev and Sisty, you have a difference in attitude.

Where are you going and what are you going to do? Straight ahead, I asked.

Then Brev boy.

It's evil. I laugh all the time, as if I thought of you.

"Right, right. Al. Do you care where we're going? Then you should come too."

"Hey, what...?

I don't mind following you around, but there's a sign that you're in trouble, okay?

"Oh, brother......! Involving Mr. Alto is no good......!

Sisty embarrasses Brev.

When you're my brother's opponent, you still don't seem to get carried away.

But saying "don't get involved" with this attitude may be a real hassle.

If that's the case, I'd much rather be playing with Fee in this house or in the park.

But an ambush emerged from the unexpected.

"Oh! Isn't that good? Al and Phee might be able to have some new friends!

That was my mother.

Apparently, Mother knows where Hatcoz is going.

And even Mr. Dorothea, he rides his mother.

"Right. Al is so smart, you can help him."

Whoa, whoa.

Somehow, the clouds are getting suspicious...?

"Fee. What do you think? You want to go help me?

"Miu?

On my lap, my sister, who was trying so hard to fold the origami, tilted her little neck.

"Where Phew is, where he is! Paradise, Kadoshi!

It wasn't very helpful.

It feels like you're going beyond wanting to go or something.

And from my best friend right next door, I get a roar that has nothing to do with the topic that's out there right now.

"Yeah, yeah! What is this juice!? Mr. Dorothea, where did you get this?

Light purple liquid that looks like a glass. That must be the rest of this morning.

Apparently, he drank a sports drink.

Grandmother laughs elegantly when she sees Brev's reaction.

"... is this the fruit of Rockall...?

Sisty, who apparently sipped a drink as well, immediately seemed to think of the ingredients.

You just got a heartbeat when a boulder has a culinary talent.

"Bacca, Sisty! Rockall's fruit is much, much softer, isn't it? You forgot that, didn't you?

Brev, who sees Sisty with the kind of eyes he sees the poor child, doesn't realize the gaze he gathers in.

"Ugh. That drink, actually, was made by Al?

When my grandmother teased me about the crap, Hatcoz looked back at me at the same time.

"What, are you serious?!?"

"Ho, is it true, Mr. Alto"

"That, really! It's delicious, but you made it for Phew!

"What!?"

My Angel, sitting on her lap, said so and cheeked happily.

Apparently, that's how my motives are handled in this girl.

Come to think of it, MySister said she wanted to eat Rockall's fruit, she actually ate it and said it was delicious, and then she bought it in bulk, and it was morning, and after making it, she gave it to drink first. No wonder I interpret it that way.

...... but the truth is in a different place, so I'm a little sorry.

"Really...! You're sweet, Mr. Alto."

Stop, Sisty.

Because the gaze of respect hurts......!

"Al. Awesome, you. I can make ten hands, and I can process accessories. Besides, can you even cook? Really, I can do a lot of things."

"Oh, no. You can't cook, can you? It just so happens this time."

In this world, I haven't learned yet.

It would be unnatural if it were done, so we have to be deluded.

I'd like to swing the big hand quickly and be related to food.

"So let's get back to it, but in the end, where are the Breves going and what are they doing?

Anyway, there are signs that I'm going to be on my way, and I need to ask you there.

"Hmm? Oh. It's a nursery. Nursery."

"Huh? Nursery? The whole thing, why again?

Large cities like Wang and Cyril may have nurseries.

It is a rare fact that the scale, facilities, and reputation are pinpoint, but they are helping the people who work.

When I asked them about Hatcoz, they said they sometimes asked (Brev said, ordered) toddlers to play with him there.

Because my brothers and sisters are working in a nursery.

Especially in the last few days, we have kept the star festival close and there are many busy people. Some people keep their children on an ad hoc basis.

So as part of eliminating the shortage of manpower, they were to be driven out, too, he said.

"I think I have a lot of work to do with the kid. Besides, isn't taking care of the little ones, in the first place, knowledgeable or qualified?

If anything happens to the little ones, I get carried away. Miscellaneous and appropriate things will not be tolerated.

Then my mother shook her head.

"Yeah. You okay? Listen to the nursery teachers and you'll be fine. I've helped you a few times, too, haven't I?

Apparently, there is no childcare professional qualification or preschool teaching license.

"Al is okay because he's smart! Besides, you took care of the little one, didn't you, Fee?

"No, Fee was a good kid out of hand, so it wouldn't help."

My sister reacted violently to my words.

It sparkles my eyes and brings my face closer together.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha?

"Yeah. Very good kid"

"Yay, yay, yay! And I got compliments! Phew, I'm glad... Huh!

Running on my lap is, okay.

But in fact, he was an untouchable kid, except for me.

This is probably why he had the brilliance to communicate with the will early on.

I listened very well, and I had patience.

"Right? So Al will be fine."

"No, but you came here because of a mill or something, and now you have to go home. Then you're pathetic, aren't you?

My grandfather, sitting on the couch with a tired face, was whining, "I'd better get you back to the hotel..." But at this point, I decided not to ask.

Then, on my back, there was a feeling of puffiness.

"Mmm...... It's alright. Al, where do you see the mill...?

Eh...

You mean follow me, that?

Aren't you supposed to be under guard?

"If Mill's coming, there's nothing wrong with that. Of course, though I'm not going to force you on Al."

Mm-hmm?

When they say it that way, I'm kind of sorry.

Fee on your knees. I look at the floor with Pooh on my back.

There's a bunch of folded, lots of paper from the toddlers sanding me.

(Oh yeah...!

I come up with a little something.

Face up, I nodded.

"Yeah. Okay. I'll help, I'll go."

"Is it true, Al!

Brev glistened his eyes with joy.

Do you think you're going to be less burdened, or are you wacky, trying to push me?

but my destiny is, he's cute as a hatcoz.

I needed to give this girl a little confidence.

"Sisty. There's something in the nursery that might help, don't you remember?