Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

I try not to turn on the TV when I wake up.

It can be because I want to wake up from sleep and just soak a little more in the finish of that play...... Relax your body and drink something warm slowly. Then we finally get back to our usual routine.

But now, my habits are falling apart.

When I woke up, there was an elf next door, a resident of the fantasy world, and when I asked him, "Shall I brew something warm?" he said, "Oh, I'm glad." It's as if the dream isn't over yet, and wonders are making me look forward to even a country called Japan.

Well, it's a lot brighter out there already, but a little faster to prepare breakfast.

It's my holiday, and I decided to get out of bed and warm up my milk in the kitchen to enjoy some relaxing time.

A little childish, but hot milk is delicious, isn't it?

I worried about adding honey or sugar, but let's somehow keep the former this time around. Speaking of sweets over there, it's about fruit, and honey is slightly more luxurious. So maybe she'll like it, too.

Chin and microwave sound, then I take two mugs and move to the bedroom - even though there's just a partition -.

The elf girl sat on the edge of the bed and looked out quietly. There is an expression like looking at a painting, but it makes me feel that this is exactly what it is.

I thought if I spoke now, this painting would disappear... and I remembered my throat would just get a little stuck.

"... yes, be careful because it's hot"

"Oh, thank you. I'm sorry, I think I lost my mind."

"Yeah, because I was surprised earlier. Drink it because it calms you down."

The fragrance stands gently, and the light purple eyes peek into the cup intriguingly. I licked it to try the chibi and it brightened my face all the time.

"Wow, it's true, it's just a little sweet and delicious. That doesn't smell amazingly good. What kind of milk is this?

"It's a cow. Less around Marie, but I think we're going to get more."

With that said, I sit next to the bed. Apparently, she was looking out this window at a sparrow stopping on the veranda. They flew away, squeaking all the time.

She looks up at me from right next door.

"Hey, do you mean you're out of work?

"Uh...... Uh, I guess the expression" serving "is close, not" day hiring ". I get two days off a week."

I'm sure she thinks she has my husband in her head. Well, maybe the president or his boss can get into it... but I think he's a little off. Shall I teach the social structure of Japan first?

Apparently, he liked the hot milk, and he drinks it chibily and deliciously. When I drank milk in the same way, I felt that the habits I always had made me a little more luxurious.

"Wouldn't you like to go to the library later? There's a library that's open to the public, and I'm sure you'll learn Japanese."

"Yeah, of course I don't mind. But you think we should prioritize the conversation, though?

"That's right. If I could find something in Japanese that would interest me, it would be faster for me to remember."

Hmm, the elf convinced me to nod.

In my case, I think the desire to be able to talk to Marie was the driving force behind learning Elf.... Oh, my God, I'm embarrassed to tell her I'm looking up with beautiful eyes.

Emotions such as just curiosity and interest are very strong, and such information should be worn by Gungu.

By the time I could have some hot milk, she had settled down perfectly, too, and then decided to go outside after a brief breakfast.

Trouble is, when she walks out of the apartment, she hardens herself just a little.

Even if you're hiding your ears in a knitted hat, it's like you're in a different world. I can't help it because people see me with curiosity and there are cars coming and going that I wouldn't understand the principle.

"You don't have to look like that. Sometimes I spend time in a human country even though I'm an elf. Besides, unlike always, Kazhiho will be with you, won't he?

"Yeah, sure. Can I hold hands?

With that said, Marie snorts a little shy.

It's a physical difference between an adult and a girl, but I think we're probably much closer. Her fingers feel thinner than usual when she tangles her fingers, and she whispers, "Let's go." Oh, my God. That's all. I just remembered to lighten my legs.

"Yeah, shall we go around a little bit and walk along the riverbed? I have a car, but I'm off and I want to walk slowly with Marie."

"Oh, you're good. You always do that to girls... let's just say it. With those sleepy eyes, I'm sure they'll leak a flaw, too."

What, do I look that sleepy?

Well, naturally, it's not worth it to me, but it's exquisite to look bitter and whine "like that".

The area gets a little darker as the trees grow. A little further, the promenade along the river appears, and we walk out the dirt path through the fence. The new promenade has more roads, but the area is soiled to a certain extent.

"Ha, so much maintenance to the river... it's beautiful, but the spirits aren't well either."

"This neighborhood, hey, water cure is pretty important. There used to be a lot of flooding damage. It's been going on since the Edo period... so I've been trying to cure the water for about 400 years."

Oh, and Marie shows her face halfway between surprise and fright.

Then we look at the river again, from upstream to downstream. That face is like thinking of a miserable human figure.

"So, I knew you could see the water spirits, too. I wonder if they'd say anything?

Put your hands on the next fence and ask Marie to shake her silver transverse hair.

"That's it, I knew I wouldn't even hear you. Maybe we need to touch each other more. I thought I'd give it a try in my spare time..."

At that time, her voice stopped perfectly and she peered across from me. Surprisingly turning around, there...

At the root of the tree, there was no more tiger cat. I know it has a collar and it's a cat to keep, and I'm sure he enjoys his morning walk, too.

"Ah, it's a cat. Speaking of which, there's no such thing over there."

"Wow, small. You're called a cat, you."

Ugh, he rings sweetly and looks up at Marie crouching with his round eyes. The nose was softly pink, and the furrows seemed softly fluffy.

"Are you a boy? I wonder what your name is?

Light purple eyes narrow and quietly whispering voices have an atmosphere as half fairies. Much calmer than a kid his age is probably equipped with a hundred years of living.

"Hehe, you're so small and cute. Hey, is a cat a lot of stuff?

"Yeah, it's downtown around here, and I have a lot of houses to keep. Of course there's Noona."

Marie looked at this one and didn't realize it, but the cat made one stretch and then came to her on a whim. Then he stretches himself out to the white finger he was being offered, and smells the sob.

When Marie also notices late, she stifles herself into the situation that she is being sniffed out of her pink nose, and slowly loosens her mouth.

"Wow..."

"I wonder if you're saying hello. You can't touch me yet. Cats make that claim when they want to be touched."

Marie twisted herself as she tickled, her eyes shining and staring.

Speaking of which, I guess I heard that cats prefer small, dear people. Marie is a lot more luxurious, and if she is, it might be easier to like.

Eventually, the cat pressed her cheeks against her fingertips. Marie looked up at me silently and said, "How can you touch me?!?" He seems to be asking. I snorted back as I loosened the end of my mouth. [M]

"Cat, I'll touch it. Yo... Wow, it's soft..."

The cat pressed her cheeks as she caressed reluctantly, not saying "touch more -".

From under the chin to the inside of the collar, the cat sounds "Nyah" as if it feels good to stroke white, luxurious fingertips. Then the movement slowed, and the cat's throat began to ring as it twirled.

She couldn't resist the gobbling tremors transmitted to her fingers, and looked up at this one, and her face was like, "Hiaaah! It was in the form of". I've never seen my light purple eyes so rounded, and honestly I seemed more bored with the look of dyeing my cheeks like a child.

Eventually, the cat is already in good shape and shows off her round stomach before her. Marie, who was already blissful, seems to loosen her cheeks so much that it's going to melt even more.

"Heh heh, you like it here. but oh."

It is quite unusual for me to have an elf who is obsessed with me and strokes my cat.

Marie's childish voice repeatedly runs through my head, and apparently this child wants to crumble my cheek.

Oh, trouble. My body has been pulling because I endured too much boredom.

Eventually, the cat seemed satisfied, and when he stood up for a moment, he rang "Ugh" and walked away. Thanks to the remnants, the elf kept staring and it was only a few minutes after plenty of time before he finally stood up.

"Ha-ha-ha...! You saw her, right now? If you're cute, you're cute!

The cheeks are already stained red, and you haven't stroked enough yet, and you scratch my arm and raise your bounced voice. It's something that tickles me to the touch, so I followed it. [M]

"Heh, yeah, it's cute. It was so good."

"Hey, hey, that was awesome! Ha-ha-ha, that kid, I wonder if he'll play again... Come back here tomorrow, Kazhiho."

Yeah, I was looking at something different. I can't tell you that.

I nod sneakily at such a proud face as I discovered a place to meet a cat. Then he joins his warmer hands earlier and walks out the promenade again.

She will find out at a later date that she is very liked by animals.

Well, shall we go to the library, Mr. Elf?