Large forest on the edge, plus its depths.

Inside an elf that exists uninhabited.

Usually in that quiet place, a hazy voice sounded.

"Oh, rare man. Is that him? Hey, guys!

"Oh, you know, memorial photos are fine, but it feels more natural like this..."

It is Eugene.

And he is an elf without a name.

Eugene, who revealed the presence of the camera at the Presbyterian Church inside the elf, had also become totally popular for the first time in a long time.

That's as if a TV crew came to the country.

As if Grandma and Grandpa would be happy to gather on Dar O's journey.

Well, actually, being filmed and shagging is similar.

"Wow! Brother Eugene is a garlic!

"Alice, I think that's a little different."

"I can't help it, Mr. Eugene! Oh, take my picture later, too! I need you to paint it!

"Paper and ink is the problem, isn't it? Thin, smooth paper and coloured liquid. If you can handle that...... no, if you think about the hassle and the cost, wouldn't it be right for you? But you can do it in less time than you can paint."

"Hey Kevin, think later. You don't get to come in the elves all the time because you've taken over your duties, do you?

"Oh, wait, Brother Eugene! Reese will be shown with you!

Alice and Kotalou are the ones who are looking around inside with Eugene, and Hal the Elf as the guide.

Kevin, who inherited the role of connecting the elves to humans, and his father-in-law, Gegas.

Leese, the elf girl Eugene protected outside inside.

It is a group of six and one.

"Oh, you know, folks, I don't care if you make me look like that... this is a video"

"Oh, let's move! Say that quickly, Rare Man!

"Let's move... Hmm, then I'll walk from here to there"

"Hey, me, isn't your hair weird today? Let's get it ready, yeah, and clothes. '

"It's better to move. Then here's one, with my sword dance '

'Hey, don't pull it out here!

It is chaos.

As we get older, people get round.

Such a thing seems a fantasy.

Well, it may be unique in an elf with little entertainment.

Either way, the elves enjoy themselves and Eugene's camera has more photos and videos.

It is Win-Win.

Regardless of the bulletin board residents, it doesn't look like this is the kind of photos and videos the American group is looking for.

Because he's obviously a kimeface that we've all become aware of.

"Brother Eugene, this is the shop inside the elf! Guys, we're gonna trade a lot of stuff here!

"It might be easier to understand a barter place than a store."

"Oh, my father-in-law, what is this... it's just a good product to do..."

"Heh, I told you, Kevin! Elves live a long time, so we all get a lot of stiffness on our hippos!

"This is wood carving, this is stone carving? Painting on metal finishes... I wonder if that's an instrument. Oh, I keep my clothes, too."

"Wow, wow! That's amazing, brother Eugene! Reese!"

The center inside the elf.

A rug is laid in the square, on which there are various objects on board.

Agricultural products, preserved foods such as dried meat and fish, smoothed leather, fur that looks like cold protection.

Clothing, accessories such as ornaments, sculptures and other figurines with Eugene's eyes on them, paintings.

The humans were sparkling their eyes at the place Leese had taken the lead in visiting.

Elves, a long-lived species.

Elves who live hundreds of years rarely come out of the interior.

I mean, I've been living in and around the inside for a long time.

The consolation was no longer beyond the level of consolation.

Naturally.

Where humans worked hard to get everything into their lives, the time they could secure would be a little over 100 years at best.

Because diet and sleep are essential in this world, where human life extends to every 150 years of age if the ranks rise.

The elves live a few times, or more than ten times as long, even if they do nothing.

Even when it comes to comfort, it can be taken on a 100-year, 200-year basis.

With all that time to work on it, even without talent and enthusiasm, it would be one thing full of hassle.

And.

"Uh, what is this? No, I know what it is. Wood sculpture. Probably figurines. But why are you shaking on bears? This is definitely because of you, Tessa... and it's so dynamic."

"Excellent! This is amazing, Mr. Hal!

"Oh, you're a celebrity in there too! I only make these bear and fish wood carvings!

If the talented elves devote their time at all costs and work with enthusiasm.

That's beyond top notch.

The dynamically carved wooden bear was just about to soak up with his right arm and eat into a floating shake.

After a moment, its fangs are so dynamic and immersive that you can even imagine eating and breaking Shake's body.

It is a waste of talent.

"What are you really doing, Tessa..."

In modern Japan, wooden carved bears are placed on TV or at the front door.

The evolution seemed to be in the elves.

'Is that it? Speaking of which, I didn't see the field... the store earlier sold wheat, imo and vegetables, and you're making them somewhere, right?

'Of course you do, Mr. Eugene!

"Brother Eugene, do you want to see the field? Liese, can I show you around?

"Oh, yeah, it's my fault and I'll ask for it"

Eugene's sightseeing continues.

When entering the elves, I saw no farmland, although I saw trees and sea lions that were taken care of.

I know that if you fish in the river, mountain vegetables, mushrooms in the wood, or hunt, you can get meat and skin.

But vegetables were normal, too.

Looks like Eugene had his doubts.

Not really.

Because elves are not immortals.

"Brother Eugene, you're playing pioneering ground!

"Alice, the farmland on the pioneering land is narrower. Plus, it looks like we're growing a lot here."

"But Brother Eugene, the forest is nearby is naughty!

"Yeah, well, you know what?"

"Normally, farmland is built away from the woods to avoid being vandalized by the beasts, or we can afford to expand the woods... is it a sense of distance to the woods that Alice is the same"

"Kevin, the elves have a lot of magic to use, unlike Ningen! What did I tell you about the beast that roughs up the field... yes, it's a bonus!

"Oh, it's a prerequisite for hunting. It's so carnivorous..."

Inside the elves, away from the building.

When the Presbyterian Church proceeded in a different direction from the forests where it took place, the 'place to guide the rare people when they came', and the entrance inside, the farmland was spread there.

"Is that it? Mr. Hal, how's the water? No way......"

Yet Eugene, head of the pioneering group and village chief.

Looks like you've noticed there's no water farm near the farmland.

It is progress. Knowledge and observation eyes. Well, it's an initial step.

"Heh, yeah, Mr. Eugene! It's water magic! This place, like a lady, is used by the elves practicing magic. plow with soil magic, sprinkle water with water magic, harvest with wind magic and soil magic"

"Oh, finally, fantastic farming!

Eugene, it looks like we've finally witnessed fantasy farming in the fifth year of our life in the other world.

Well, the dirt magic that Alice handled the stump would be one end of it.

"Yes! Alice, I want to see it! So, practice!

"Mr. Hal, I want to see it too! Oh, but that's the secret, so you have farmland in this place?

"Huh? No, when I moved inside to this place, Tessa said I wouldn't look like an elf if I could see the farmland. It's a little inconvenient to get away, but you can magically handle it, right? Says."

"Master Tessa... you're too free..."

Eugene holding his head.

Under Eugene's feet, Kotalou also sounds waffled and powerless in a frivolous manner. Really, I'm sorry about that, I guess. Even though it's a dog.

"Ma'am, Alice wants to see magic! Can I have a watering, please?

"'Okay!'. Alice, look!

Leese snorts roughly all the time.

Lady and the others behaved rashly, but I guess Lady's positioning for Reese is shaking.

Because I've learned the truth about your grandmother, who I thought was a fine lady.

Alice, it looks like you're about to learn some new magic. It is unclear how much it can be made into things because it is not good at fire magic.

Reese sent it to her family.

I also found out about Tessa, who seems to be a rare person in the same town, and other rare people.

Fulfilling his purpose, Eugene relaxed and enjoyed the sightseeing in the elves while listening to the rare people who knew about them.

Camera in one hand.

The season passes the end of spring and begins with the early summer.

Nobody talks about a return date, but everyone realizes it.

It's about time, he said.

A little over six months, short enough to blink for a long-lived elf.

Twelve and nine, long enough for a period of time.

It's close when we break up.