An active hunter in Hokkaido was thrown into another world.

"Saran is a little different from us."

...... right......

It's obviously floating. Height, boobs...

"There's another blood mixed in. So as an elf, life expectancy is short. It shouldn't be much different from humans. Elves also have race differences. The dead Saran's parents and Saran are not like us."

"Was it"

"Of course we're not discriminating. That is liked by all the villagers. I'm counting on you. Our dear companion. I hope you don't get me wrong there."

"I know. If you look, you'll see."

Yeah, yeah, the village chief nods.

"It's just that Saran's all alone for life as it is. Talking about dowry is like nothing. Normally two to three hundred years would make you die prematurely with a living elf. There is no way there is a man who wants to take Saran as his daughter-in-law, and putting such blood would be out of the question. My body is gobbly on that street and my face on that street... I don't even have a man to propose."

"That street... that's not true! Isn't that cute! She's beautiful, isn't she? Even my body... no, you know"

... how ideal is an elf...

... well, that clan of beautiful men and women, will it?

"Again, if you look at it from a human point of view, will you?"

Quickly the village chief laughs.

"... from me, all the other elves are too beautiful."

"... say the next thing you care for. I know it's disrespectful. I hope you forgive me."

"Yes."

"There is no child between elves and humans. I mean, even if you take Saran for your daughter-in-law, there will be no blood."

"... Yes"

"You come from different worlds, Saran the Elf of different races, and if you accompany us, there will be no more worries for us."

"… understandable"

"I want you to understand this. I want Saran to be happy. I normally think of it as dowry and crowd happiness. I just can't show up with the right partner. I'm sorry about Saran."

"I can see that, too"

There are so many circumstances...

The village chief's been thinking a lot about it.

"To tell you the truth, Your Highness, you may not come back when you return to the city of man. If I push Saran against my wife, I think he'll come back. All hail me and the village! Nah, I'm thinking about it!

It's too blah blah, village chief.

There is no mi or lid.

"That's why! If you're going to the city, take Saran as your wife! Take Saran with you! And it will... Please?"

"No, I don't care if you tell me to make a decision here and now."

"I told you everything honestly!

"Yes!"

"Do you like Oodle Saran!

"Yes, sir! Of course it is!

Nitaa -.

Village Chief, with that beautiful, handsome face, I wonder about that bad guy face.

"Okay! I said so! Lord, it's Han!

Grab both shoulders and stop shaking. Flirt.

"What's most important isn't how Mr. Saran feels?

"Leave that to me!

That's right, that's right...!

I ran to Saran's house.

Wow -!

I knew I wouldn't see Saran again.

The men and women before the wedding were not like each other. What kind of code?

I'm going to stay at the village chief's house and the wedding is set for a ton of clapping. The vibes of whether it is something that you will be letting go are transmitted by Bishibashi. It's a tremendous pressure.

"Who do you do the ritual of nocturnal gaga? Now choose!"

"I refuse"

The emperor with whom the wedding has been decided will receive a loving gesture from an experienced lady. No, that's just right......

"Are you ready for that? This is a round of hands for boys on their way to the battlefield!? You think they can challenge you without any tactics!?

What are the values?

Though it was a disconnect thought because you were all amazing beauties.

But you're over a hundred years old, right? I couldn't just say.

Celebration banquets are held in the village in the morning in the absence of the bride and groom, with the villagers floating. It's one of the few bright events in a village on the verge of a marginal settlement with a total of two hundred and fifty elves. There's a big fire burning in the center, and you're thriving with songs and dancing.

At dusk, we'll snuggle into the lake.

I'm dressed in some sort of a costume like that, and the village chief awaits me soaking in water to my waist first.

Saran is here.

It's the first time I've seen each other since that day.

I wear only a face, a soothing, thin veil all over my body.

Proceed to the lake with a pony and line up next to me in front of the village chief.

The veil is soaked in water, sticking to your body perfectly.

Aren't you naked down there...... Wow......

I'm going to my daughter-in-law by myself, I hear that makes sense.

"Thou, Singh. Do you swear to this holy lake that you will love this woman throughout your life, both when she is sick and when she is healthy, with joy and sorrow?"

"Yes."

"You, Saran. Do you swear to this holy lake that you will love this man for the rest of your life, both when he is sick and when he is healthy, with joy and sorrow?"

"Yes, I swear"

"Now give me a kiss of your vows"

The two of us face each other.

No... don't lighten up...

Sarah, are you sure you want me to look so happy?

Saran, one and a half heads bigger than me, turns back, puffy.

They took my first kiss...

"To the two of us who became husband and wife, fortunately, that"

Wow. Oh. - Eh.

Young villagers jump into the lake at the same time.

"Oh my goodness -!"

"Congratulations!"

Everyone will shrug the water from the lake and sprinkle it with basha!

What is it! Instead of a rice shower!

Your whole body is soaked!!

hahaha!

Hi-!

Run! Run!

I ran and ran to the house of the two of us.

"Hahaha!!

The two of us are soggy, and we laugh face to face.

"Sin...... The"

"Hmm?"

"Thanks. I don't know."

"Welcome. I don't know. I think she's a past daughter-in-law.

Take off your clothes, take off your veil. Wipe your body.

"Me, I'm sorry about this"

I don't know where this is happening.

I think the standard of beauty is completely different between Elf and I.

"Tell Shojiki."

……

"I think it's very colorful about me, Saran."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Really?

hahaha. You'll soon find out if it's true.

"I, uh, I don't have any experience, so I don't know if I can do it."

"I'm a virgin too, but I can handle it."

"We, uh, I don't know..."

"I'm not worried about that at all. I am."

Yes, sir.

He's getting bigger at some point. Let a big Saran sit on the bunk.

"You don't have to be good. I get a little better at this kind of thing every night. All the time, both of us, I will. Don't worry about anything."

The next morning, when I got out of the house, you got a bunch of young people.

"You're a foreman! He's a brave man! I respect him!

"Wow! That's great, man! Don't be human!

"Whatever I said, it was amazing how many times!

"That's it for that Saran opponent... I'm impressed!

"Yeah, yeah, there was no madness in my eyes"

I don't know what to say to the village chief.

"... what do you mean?

Um, on the first night of our newlyweds, they have a custom of going peeking at young people in the village.

They say the more people peek, the more blessed the couple is.

Did they see it all?

Do you want to do all of that and this?

No matter how many virgins you have, I have some preliminary knowledge, too.

I was born in modern Japan because I can access as much information as I want to.

There's no such thing as not knowing what to do.

I did it right, and it's full. Is that bad?

In this world, where there are no AVs or porn books, you don't have the first opportunity to get this kind of sex education, so they have that kind of custom.

Elves are long lived, pale in love, marriage and sex, and he said it's hard to make the younger guys care about them.

That's why he said it's part of his support for child making.

In such neglected villages, child making is a dead and alive issue that shapes the future of the village. Making young people make proper children is one of the important duties of the elders.

I see, was that so well serviced?

"Come on -!!"

When Saran, fur wrapped around his body, came out and yelled at him, they all ran away.

Yeah, let's curtain the window today, Saran.