1 Chapter 1

— Young mister, allow … — standing nearby, the young girl, in short clothes of the maid, accurately poured to me in a cup of tea.

Taking the small handles this big cup, I could not keep from a sigh.

— Young mister is upset?

— No. — it is better to answer immediately, than to allow it to develop this subject.

Helen, my personal servant, she is a daughter chief maid Scully. And I would prefer Scully. Having the impressive size of eyes and also to all other gentle disposition. She knew when it was possible to insist on the and when it is better to be given. Helen was still not skilled in similar questions. And too it is motivated.

Deliberating the personal servant that now with a strange flush on cheeks watched in my party, I could not even imagine with what problems it threatens me in the future.

— Hooo …

— Young mister wishes something? Whether your personal servant can execute …

— No. — there is this person again.

Okho-o she obviously derives pleasure from my gruff replies or she got sick? Though on the street the beginning of summer and quite warmly. No, nevertheless, what can be better to watch "koposheniye" of people? Shansey. Capital of the province of the same name and also my surname.

Far hubbub of voices, rustle of foliage and very tasty tea with pastries. Ah, my heart is affected with taste of these cookies.

— Alex, is time on a training. The healer recommended to you to move more.

Hakh, of course, it he is so veiled told that this hog on legs has to move the body somehow? And it is not self-criticism, but ascertaining of the fact.

Unfortunately the name Alex Christopher de Chanseille was to me well familiar. Though I with pleasure would remember the old name by which me called in antecedents from which there were only small memoirs.

No, they concerned the most part of names which mattered for me. As well as the majority of events, significant for me, remained there in antecedents. And in this I got a body of the main antagonist and villain, well almost main and almost the villain, so the small bastard and all.

Here who could think that even such easy ero-short stories will matter nevertheless in new life. And I have to thank Kami, for what my old "I" regained consciousness only at five-year age, but not right after the birth.

Having thought about the life-bytye, somehow was late remembered that I am here not. And here a result, my mother, and it she came to call to a training, with a gloomy face looks somewhere in a floor.

— Okho-ho … I think, I will drink up the tea a bit later … — week passed, and she did not recover.

A week ago my consciousness finally cleared up. And everything began with a small trip. My mother was a Saint knight, and this is conferred a title only on the strongest mechnitsa of our nice kingdom.

Mio, namely so call my mother, could achieve much, especially the name and blond appearance helped me to remember where I saw her, well and my senior little sister Lira that now waves a stick.

Khm, I distracted. Having told several words, and having taken her by hand that forced this woman to begin to shine. Yes, she still blames herself, for that case that occurred a week ago.

Nevertheless too long ago she did not battle against dangerous enemies and at the same time she did not protect the child. Though everything first was, such stories as usual begin? Nothing portended a trouble. But and it was usual walk in the woods where each pole is familiar and there is definitely no danger.

The truth places life the priorities and the appeared several monsters beat out us from a saddle. At me remained only scrappy memoirs about it.

And if not knowledge of the game, then I precisely would even not know that the appeared mysterious personality held an awakening ritual. Only instead of the villain, a bit of the dark deity and other pathos epithets, I woke up.

At this time mother who is urged on by the fact that her child was carried away dealt with abnormally large number of monsters. But, besides I know all this on a game. Here on this subject she becomes silent at once becoming gloomy. But, from endured at me sometimes the body, well and problems shakes at night …

Though for the five-year-old child it it seems still is considered normally. So she sleeps only with me now. Despite my protests.

And it is worth describing a little it. Mio knocked twenty nine and despite the second pregnancy at her a volume breast only recently, and the elasticity and softness remained. Yes the trained body on which she does not look age. Therefore I and against similar spending the night willy-nilly, but you feel all its delights.

And yes nearly forgot the most important there is a magic! Only for an opportunity to create spells it is possible to suffer both incontinence, and attacks of unnatural fear. And even the fact that my sister Lira constantly is jealous mother of me. Now she receives much less her attention.

In this world the ten-year-old girl it is possible to tell already almost adult, but all the same, despite all this she remains a child. Here and now, when we went to the yard, she having executed some movement, stopped expecting though some words from mother. But, alas all its attention was riveted on me and let I was delighted with similar at all not.

— Mom!!! How to you my blow?! However, cool! I could repeat it only from the fifth time! I am a good fellow?!

— Yes, good fellow … Give Alex take bokken and become in a rack. Here so correctly put a leg, and here bend a little forward your weight has to be on the left leg … Sorry, small, just lean on the left leg. And here so hold a sword. Oh, what you at me the good fellow.

— Mom!!! Same basic rack!!! And I show you …

— Yes Lira, only you incorrectly began, having mixed a step, and swing at you quite big and also your movement was not graduated. Because it comes to an end with cutting up of the opponent, but not his tilting. Otherwise you are absolutely open. But, in general it is quite good, only still train. Oh, small what you at me clever, already repeat after the sister, but you still early give from a simple rack.

From all these words the sister grew dark more and more and having muttered that went to beat to a makivar tried to disappear from our eyes.

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Tormented me at a training no more than an hour and that after the first half an hour, from simple makhaniye from me sweat flowed as if was under a shower. After rest I continued the ordeals, only I had an observer and even two. The first there was my personal servant, and the sister that with a gloomy look looked at me was the second.

Well, she is brought up and in ten is quite strong, at that time when it is possible to call me a pig. And even the father at us not such and thick.

— Lira, look after the brother. I will leave now. Small, at you everything remarkably turns out, about ten more razk and Helen you buy. The lira, understood?

— Yes, to maa … I will look after the beloved younger brother … Here listening to shades of its voice I also think or a tsunder or just does not love. And something prompts to me what the second, or here banal jealousy? But on my surprise some time the sister hypnotizing me, having sharply sighed, went to me.

— Give the fatty … Continue, all the same you are not capable of bigger now. No, I understand that it were her reasonings, but here words were quite rough. But, for some reason they hooked on some strings in my soul, there was a wish to prove the return.

— Hey! I am the strongest! So that you will be the brother's wife!! — for nervousness my speech became having a burr again, and I killed so much time for its correction.

You should not say that it was the failure. And full, Lira burst out laughing. Nevertheless the children's body strongly influences acts, the truth it became clear when everything filled in with tears caught me and took on Scully's hands.

I said that Scully had quite deep decollete, as well as the size of the mammary glands placed in them. At the same time the woman pressed me to them that precisely could feel all their completeness.

— Young mister, what so upset you? Really Helen, caused you problems? — we wind the head, trying to bridle the dispersed feelings somehow.

— No, I just stumbled … — forgive me for this lie, but to complain of the sister. It is a pity what I do not remember whether I had in the past a sister, but if there was that unambiguously younger. — Young mister definitely it is worth buying. Helen, went you will help.

— No, I am … I can be washed … — having begun to rest, only in a couple of minutes having realized where exactly pressed the small handles and that you wanted when you are taken on hands that you want to lean, and all nothing only the easy flush on Scully's face would look quite suspicious.

— Of course big, here we just will also track and properly we will wash you. — actively winding the head, I was all the same carried to the bathroom.

Nevertheless it is good that hormones sleep, and the body absolutely does not react to proximity in any way! And it is remarkable! And that there would be an embarrassment. It is necessary just to try to go to a zen.

The truth nothing of that kind turned out, well first, undressed me Helen, and apparently now Scully, trains at me where it is necessary and as it is correct to wash, stroke also other. All this was veiled under a washing, and Scully told nothing to the daughter. Therefore I got out of the bathroom languished and happy so that even the type of a chubby body did not sadden.