Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

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After all, the day we meet again won't be too far away.

"go home."

"Ah."

"By the way, what are we going to do for lunch today?"

"what……"

Only then did I remember.

It's almost lunchtime.

I should have invited Paul and the others to have a meal before they left.

It would be even better if I could also enjoy Lilia's cooking.

After all, none of my three wives and I are particularly good cooks.

Think so.

As I entered the house, a familiar aroma wafted in.

"Big brother, lunch is ready!"

"Oh, thank you... Huh?"

There was a figure.

She was carrying a freshly prepared dish as she walked out of the kitchen.

It was Aisha dressed as a maid.

190. Sister Maid

Aisha is cooking in the kitchen.

I was somewhat taken aback.

Why is Aisha here?

Shouldn't she have left with Paul?

When I thought so.

Aisha had already brought all the lunch to the table.

"Brother! And Sister Hilfi, Sister Loki, Sister Alice! Come and eat!"

Aisha greeted her.

"Ah, um..."

I got up blankly and sat down at the dining table.

So what exactly happened...?

"Aisha, why are you here? Did you stay here secretly?"

I couldn't help but ask.

"Eh?"

Aisha was stunned for a moment.

She immediately pursed her lips, looking as if she was about to cry.

"Brother...doesn't like Aisha...will she stay at home...?"

Aisha looked at me pitifully.

A chilling gaze came from the side.

It looks like Sylphie is glaring at me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I didn't mean that at all...

"I mean, do Paul and Lilia know about this?"

"Huh? You didn't tell your brother?"

Aisha seemed to remember something.

Then he rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a letter.

"A letter to my brother!"

I took it and looked at it.

The signature is Paul.

tsk...

Paul, that guy.

They'll try to pull some fancy tricks on me.

all in all.

I opened the letter, cleared my throat, and began to read it aloud.

……

"By the time you read this letter, I will no longer be alive."

"Whoa!"

He had only read one sentence when the whole room erupted in uproar.

Especially Aisha.

His face froze.

"Calm down, it's just Paul's weird joke."

“Is, is that so…”

"I see."

"really?"

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

So Paul is a real headache.

Anyway, I continued reading.

……

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

★Paul's Letter★

"That was just a joke, were you scared?"

"Sorry, but I really want to try anyway."

"Now, let's get back to the main topic."

"A few days before we were supposed to leave, Lilia brought it up with me."

"She hopes that Aishah can stay with you and serve you."

"To be honest, I don't think Aisha needs to do this kind of thing, and I also hope that you can treat Aisha as your little sister."

"But at the same time, something came to mind."

"Perhaps it would be better for Aisha and Norren to separate."

As for the reason...

"In short, I thought about it for a long time and finally made this decision."

"Let Aisha stay at your house for now."