Nigotta Hitomi no Lilianne

Lilianne of the Affection

Ena.

Elliana La Christophe.

Maiden name, Elliana Lind Museline.

After becoming Theo and Ellie’s nanny and educator, she became my own nanny.

She is Father’s——Alek’s little sister and aunt of me and my siblings.

Alek is Claire’s childhood friend and so is naturally Ena.

They, who have grown up together are on extremely good terms.

They weren’t three, but four.

The fourth person was Ena’s husband who had passed away. When Ena lost her husband, she also had a miscarriage, and she became invalid for a period of time.

But, she apparently made an unbelievable turnaround when Claire gave birth to me.

However, that’s something I heard only once a long time ago.

That very Ena treats me like her own child.

She’s cherishing me far beyond the overprotectiveness level.

The total blindness due to Claudy Eyes also plays a role.

But, since I was born, she who had experienced parting with her own child recovered from being invalid and treasured me.

She loved me for the unborn child’s share as well.

She really did cling to me very much until I was able to erect the illusionistic space around the Reki-kun room.

Nowadays, Ena always follows me when I go to play in Eliott’s workshop or any other place within the mansion.

Well, it goes without saying that Ena continued her duties even after I got personal maids assigned to me.

Normally, separating from a totally blind toddler would be too dangerous.

I guess she wouldn’t let me be that free even if I wasn’t completely blind, though.

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I really love Ena who treats me like her own child.

When the children who Ena loves like her own call her “Okaasama” and act spoiled around her, it turns into something incredible.

Theo, Ellie, and I who usually don’t act spoiled suddenly start clinging to Ena.

It becomes a great deal.

Concretely, the pretty, gallant big sister Ena becomes unrecognizably deredere, her speech and conduct enter the dangerous area.

I was less surprised because I have experienced it the last birthday, but I was really shocked last year.

It was my first time seeing Ena like that, so it couldn’t be helped.

Therefore, since we were mentally prepared this year, we did what we couldn’t the last time.

“Okaasama, how is the tea I brewed?”

“Thank you~ Ellie-chan. It’s very tasty. You are looking very cute too~...”

“Okaasama, how are the sweets I made?”

“Yeaaah... they are very good~ so you became able to cook now, Theo-chan~”

“I also helped. Only a little, though...”

“Fufu... so Ellie-chan helped too~ it’s very delicious. Thank you, you two. Lily-chan is also eating happily, what a blissful time~”

“”Yes!””

Last year ended with us being spoiled by our one-day Ena Okaasama, so we decided to change up things a little this time.

First, the sweets and tea Theo and Ellie prepared were simple, but they worked very hard on them.

Of course, they did not forget to act spoiled in the meanwhile.

The reason why both Theo and Ellie can act spoiled without feeling embarrassment must be because they think of Ena as a true member of the family.

By the way, this is sudden, but the dishes today were from my knowledge cheats.

The extravagant cuisine of the Lizwald Continent, or rather the Ovent Kingdom, becomes medicinal cooking for some reason.

It can’t be called frugal, but it’s overall bland and not satisfying for children. Rather, it’s not sweet enough.

That sweetness too is mostly compensated by fruits and sweets are not consumed very much.

The only sweets I ate that resembled sweets so far must have been the sweets Claire made for my 1st birthday.

That’s why I nearly forgot that sweets even exist, but I recalled them this time so Theo and Ellie could make them for Ena Okaasama.

However, I would like you to think about it.

I am a three years old child.

I will be four soon, but when a three-year-old, moreover, totally blind one like me starts talking about wanting to cook, they would let me help arrange food on the plates at most.

Even though I am being doted on, it’s not like everyone will listen to what I say.

Rather, they assertively remove me when something dangerous gets within my presence.

Unlike my previous world, the food here can’t be bought, microwaved and being done with it.

They don’t use something as good as an oven, but a cookstove.

Not a microwave, but an old cookstove.

Well, it’s a magic tool, though.