Forest Spirit. Green sage. Or an elf, known as a hunter with long ears (Naomi), lives a life no different from the image flowing in the alley.
Creep through the great trees, make a staircase around the trunk, and set up a dwelling between the branches. The houses, commonly referred to as treehouses, are familiar in their natural form, as they blend into the woods.
Spirals flow into the settlements lined with such treehouses, and squirrels and forest rats sometimes rush a little.
Quiet and serene settlements, built in a way that leans against the forest rather than through the woods.
The village of the unnamed elf is still full of peace and tranquility today...
"Eru is here -!!
"Ahhh!? Kids! Hide the child!!
"It's over... The peace of mind of our elves is just about over..."
"God...... Dear Exodus......! Protect our village from time to time......!
"What did you really do?
"Come on?"
Prior to your visit to the village of Elf, there was chaos spreading as if you had punctuated sorrow and disorder.
Crying elves. frightened children. Praying to the puffy trembling grandfathers, grandmothers who pray to God.
All those confusions were apparently brought about by the elu, and the brilliant elves watched the brunette elves far-fetched with their faces warped by fear.
"Hey, it's me. It's Elu. It's Elu from Mirlu's house. Did you forget?
"" "Something to forget. Ahhhhh!!!!
"Then you don't have to behave so differently. Hey, Elder?
"Ahhh!
An old grey-haired elf nearby passed out incontinently.
The young men of the escort, who were next door, also fell behind, turning away their white eyes at the same time.
The women (like this) even lost their voices and sat down in a nagging hipster.
"Pao! Pao! Pao! Pao!
"They're still exaggerating. I can't feel intelligence in my elves."
Just as Elu approached him, the elves lost their sanity and circled around the scene in an odd voice.
To that unusual sight, Guitar gently slapped her in the ear as she turned her laid face towards Eru.
"Hey, you... could you have been 'experimenting' or something in this forest?
"Yeah? Yeah, I was. When I was a teenager, I was devoted. I put my heart and soul into the magical development of the elves in an effort to contribute to the village."
"Whoa... hey, do that. Were the villagers scared?
"Oh, speaking of which. For some reason, you were screaming and crying like you are now. He said he developed a groundbreaking skill of parasitizing plants into demons and breaking through from the inside..."
"That's what I thought..."
Numerous tragic experiments would have been carried out in various parts of this forest.
The trauma engraved in the hearts of the elves was deep, and it was born to run eccentrically through the elves that were supposed to be rational.
"Ten years ago, when I was leaving the interior, everyone cried and rejoiced in my glory. The passage of time is heartless."
"I'm on the side of being brought here, but something, awesome, made me feel guilty..."
Through the squares of extreme confusion, the nobles proceeded to the back of the village.
As Eru's passage, the treehouse window closed with a patter of noise, which made him feel precious.
"Hey, let's go home now. Looks like you're not welcome."
"Don't worry, Takahiro. Decent elves are in this village."
"Decent elf? Does that mean an elf like you?
"Ha, that kind of tickles me when they say that. But I wonder if it will. At least, unlike the others, they can answer properly."
"Yabe, run away."
Did you mistake your great words for compliments, Eru laughs as illuminated?
In contrast, Noble Daughter, who thought of 'Lots of Eru' in his head, had begun to look bitter and prepare to flee.
No matter what happens, we can leave this place immediately...
The Elders Left Behind...... 'The Really Decent Elves' was pathetic, but if we blunt our minds, we are in danger. That's what you thought, one of you, set up a math to leave Eru behind and escape...
"Oh, look, I'm over there. That's my home, too."
"Huh!"
Tension as if the yarn had strained.
Your Highness, getting ready, saw where Elu pointed his finger.
Then there was a large international treehouse and about ten elves...
"" "Welcome back, Eru!
"... hmm?
I was greeting you and Elu with a smile... really smile.
There is no madness in their eyes, let alone fright like the elders.
Without being able to solve it, Noble Daughter was invited by them to enter the treehouse.
"Hey, thanks for coming all the way from far away. I'm Zeolu, Elu's father."
"I'm Eru's mother, Aru. Good luck with your daughter."
That's what I say and I bow my head, the couple of elves.
Guitar wondered if they were friends of the example, surprised for a moment by the unexpected words, and rushed to bow his head himself too.
"Ya, thanks for this. Sayama Guitar, who runs everything in Gran Feria."
"Well, a store for everything. You'll be escorted."
"Eru is a handy daughter, isn't she? Mr. Sayama must have had a tough time, too."
"No, well, I'm used to it"
"Ho..."
Eru and I don't look so old, Zeolu and Aru.
Mr. and Mrs. Uluru smiled again with Nico, glancing slightly as they were impressed by your words.
"From what you've said, have you known Eru long?
"Are you dating Eru? Uh... it's been about another year."
"Well, a year!?
"You were well physically and mentally safe!?
"What a rhetoric. Hmm."
Amidst the trunks of the great trees, in the middle of a circularly crept living room, Guitar and Uluru, Eru surrounded the round table.
The table on the wall is lined with the elves who welcomed you earlier. They looked at the greatness with interest, and the greatness, who had received that gaze, seemed uncomfortable and soggy.
"Say hello to my daughter, who I haven't seen in ten years."
"You just didn't come home, did you? Mother, I've sent you many letters."
"If you wanted to see him so badly, you should have come to the king's capital."
"No, I can't believe it's a city. Just thinking about it is going to turn my eyes."
It's the first reunion in a decade, like a parent and child I've lived with all my life - no, Eru and Aru exchanging words like sisters.
For an elf who lived hundreds of years, the two looked careless, as if the span of a decade was like a few months.
In contrast, has Zeolu attracted more interest than his daughter, and after dampening her throat with herbal tea, she has even spoken to rap.
"And are you dating for a year? Is that just a work story?
"No, you've been seeing him a little bit in your personal life."
"Ho!
"That said, Elu just walks up to my house on his own and pretends he's eating sweets."
"No, that's..."
Whatever makes him so happy, Zeolu has turned blind and viscous and nodded to your stories many times.
Soon, the elves on the wall also listened to the story of your greatness with interest, and when you realized it, your greatness began to shake your body softly again.
"Well, even so, Elves are all blonde"
"Huh?"
"I was wondering if everyone in there has dark hair because Eru has dark hair"
"Oh, is that so"
Obviously changed the subject, Zeolu was poked at the void and pompous, but soon regained his smile.
The blonde elf, who looks young, and whose fruit, the calm of the adult, nods loudly toward the great...
"Eru is a mutant species."
I vomited a relentless word for it.
"Wow, something is amazing and convincing......!
Would there be an elf that would look so good with the word mutant species?
Dark-haired elves with glasses are everything different from so-called elves.
The hair color is different. Different frail physique. Different eyes. Different directions to take advantage of the smartness of your head.
In the dark basement of the Royal Library, whenever I saw Elu moving his hands and feet like a dead tree and moving like a scab and spider, he had a distant eye for "What is an elf..."
Zeolu's words fell to his heart, and he had one answer for Elu's anomaly.
"When you were born, weren't you surprised? Dark-haired elves would be rare..."
"At one time I seriously suspected my wife of infidelity,"
"At one time I seriously suspected he was a fairy replacement"
"Hiya!
What about this parent and this child?
Is it the blood muscle of the elves or the Uluru family's mastery that does not wrap the words in oblate?
Eru snorted, looking disgustingly at the Uluru and his wife, who spoke plainly.
"Not at all, the fathers haven't changed. I was raised by these parents, and I wasn't very greasy."
"Shouldn't it have been easier to understand and grew...?
Guitar stared at Uluru's parents and children as he rinsed the chicken and herbal tea.
"So, where's Krulu? I came back inside to see her children."
Where there was a paragraph in the story, Eru cut to the point.
of Krulu - a child of a friend of Eru's. Krulu, who came out to Granferia with Eru and returned to the woods on the occasion of his marriage, had an adorable baby the other day.
He wanted to show his best friend Eru at first sight, and Krulu was also sending a letter to Eru.
Either that or Eru lifted her heavy hips in the wake of the letter...... it didn't matter to her for anything, such as stories of a pile of parents and children.
"Oh, that kid went hunting..."
"... Eru? Eru's here? Yeah! Wow, I miss it!
Looks like you're home.
From outside the treehouse, I heard a busy voice.
It turned into a doozy footstep and quickly approached the house.
And the Lord of Footsteps opened the door to kick it, and came into the house...
"Yikes! Elu! Long time no see!!
I raised my voice louder than I expected.
"You're alive!? I thought you were starving to death or lonely because you wouldn't return a single letter!
"The lack of news would be a sign of good health"
"Yes!? You're a little hard to say again! You haven't changed!
"You're the same. When I was a parent, I thought I'd settle down a little bit."
"What's the logic of being quiet when you have a child! haha!
Wearing fur cold gear, the boyish elf with the bow and the child on his back approached the elu to storm, taking its hand and shaking it up and down.
Taking the momentum in a way he was accustomed to, Eru was delighted to reunite with his old friends, smiling uncommonly and honestly.
"Is that an example child? It's a small thing."
"He said it would get bigger soon! 'Cause I'm drinking tits grubby!
Again, you mean the children of Krulu, the baby slept easily on the back of a noisy mother.
Eru was glowing his glasses with interest as he stuck his cheeks together.
"You can't use it on a test bench, can you?
"I wouldn't do that."
"You have a priori. Ha ha!
Laughing at the heels, Krulu smacked Eru's forehead pissy.
The insecurity was telling the story of the relationship between the two, and Guitar felt somewhat unexpected.
"Eru, you had a friend."
"Yeah? That's what I said."
Having said that, Eru is a library witch and a feared woman.
Though they've come out of the city together, I never thought there'd be anyone this close to Eru.
They also looked at the elves lined up on the wall, staring at Krulu's face with a shine.
"Is that it? This guy, who? It's not an elf, is it?
"Mr. Sayamatakahiro is an escort brought here by Eru."
"What!? E, Eru brought you here!?
To Zeolu's words, Krulu glanced greatly and was surprised.
"When did you have a lover!?
"Buhoo!?
And Guitar exalted the tea that was in his mouth in the words of Krulu.
"No, I can't believe that Eru can have a lover... that's what it feels like."
"Ho, ho, ho, ho! Yes, no, no... Ho ho!
"No, Krulu. Takahiro, you are my business partner. Not a paedophile."
"Huh? Really? Uh...?
Precious and Eru, denied by the two of us, but uncalled for, Krulu.
The elves without a shake quickly say what they think and are still eaten by the elves.
"But you, how dare you bring a man to my parents' house?
"Really?
"That's right!
"I wonder..."
Leaning elu on the neck and climbing out and shouting kulu.
... and you're the one trying to escape the scene.
Staring at the three young men, Zeolu and Aru were glaring at Guillari.