"" "Aunt Emma is a good person, Ellie is too, but big brother, you also need to take care of yourself, okay? You still have to buy me... a-choo... buy me a doll... whew... and always take care of me in the future... No excuses allowed..."
"..."
As expected, even though the [Performance Master's] ability was powerful, its effect wasn't great on those too familiar with oneself; it was easy for them to notice the differences from the usual.
Looking at his sister, who was snoring again in his arms while clutching tightly to his clothing with her little hands, Leon couldn't help but shake his head, and then he slightly curled up his lips.
"Yes, big brother guarantees it."
...
"Tap tap tap"
"Toot..."
Amidst the tapping of hooves and the long, sharp whistle, a carriage with its boiler puffing white steam slowly pulled over to the roadside.
"Number 35, Bridge Street, Happiness Apartment."
