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Chapter 6

It was only when I ate half of the soup that Hansel lifted the spoon and made a big spoonful of the soup.

As if he had waited, Gretel took a sip of the soup and carefully put it in his mouth.

“……….”

“………”

Starting with that, Hansel and Gretel began to fight back and eat soup, as if they had starved for days.

I felt sorry for him because he seemed to have starved for days even though he looked cute.

As expected, I need to bring some bread and snacks when I go home.

I’ll put a preservation spell on it so it doesn’t go bad. Then you won’t have to starve for a few days.

I waited until Hansel and Gretel finished eating and called them.

“Hansel, Gretel.”

Hansel looked at me with a rather nervous face.

Gretel, who was about to eat the soup to the bottom, put down her spoon and looked around me.

“Can you do me a favor?”

“Please…”?

Their facial expressions were serious, but I said with a refreshing smile.

“I don’t want you here again.”

Hansel and Gretel are the main characters of a fairy tale linked to my death flag.

I didn’t want to get involved as much as I could because I don’t think there would be anything good to do with them

I just wanted to live here quietly making bread and snacks.

“If you’re done eating, shall we stop standing up? I’ll take you to town.”

“……do you really want anything from us other than that?”

“Yes, there isn’t.”

Hansel’s expression changed mysteriously when I answered without any hesitation.

He looked like he couldn’t believe what I said.

It didn’t matter whether Hansel believed it or not. Because I meant it.

“Come on, Gretel.”

I wrapped the leftover bread and snacks in a cloth and handed them to Gretel. I didn’t forget to cast a conservation spell.

“Take this with you. Take it and enjoy it with your brother.”

“Yes!”

Gretel reddened her cheeks and hugged the bogey.

So cute. I wish I had a brother like this.

Oh, at my age, she’s a daughter.

I stroked Gretel’s head with a light smile.

“Hehe.”

Gretel smiled bashfully without avoiding my touch.

“Then let’s wash the dishes.”

“I’ll do it!”

Gretel raised her hand and shouted.

“Gretel, do the dishes well!”

“That’s enough. I don’t have a kid’s hobby.”

“Then I’ll do it.”

When Hansel spoke with a grim face, I laughed back.

“That’s enough. Do you think you’re not a child?”

I grabbed cookies one by one to the children who insisted on doing it and cleared the table.