Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

With the loan bag in our hands, we left the library behind.

Yang is about to be right on top of me and I just want to think about a bumpy lunch.

I speak to Marie with the book in her arms.

"I'm going home, but I'll stop by the store before then. If you're worried, I'll have a book, okay?

"Yeah, I get it. And I can have the book myself, so it's okay."

The hand I stretched out was apparently rejected.

And the girl adds words.

"You're a little overprotective. You must have forgotten somewhere that I'm much older."

Of course I remember... though I'm forgetting every day.

This elf is still dreamy, even if it is seen with profound suspicion. Soon his gaze was directed at the book he held in his arms, exhaling as loud as a maiden.

"Huh......, that was adorable. It makes me feel so extravagant to be able to bring such a cute thing home."

"There's a limit to how much you can borrow at a time, but you can borrow as many times as you want. Shall I choose with you then?"

Yeah, and I can turn a soft smile.

Apparently, when you're obsessed with something, the stuck girl gives you a beautiful smile.

Walk out with me as I loosen my cheeks to look like I'm holding a book that matters. Even if I can't hold hands, the fluffy, happy air is coming from the side, and I can enjoy it.

Okay, so when I got home, I just decided to take out the video.

Let her sit back on the bed, give her a cushion on her back, and then stream the LCD TV video.

"But you borrowed it from the store earlier. I thought you said rental video. What the hell are you putting on TV?

"Yeah, if the picture book is a stopped picture, I guess this is a moving picture. Close the curtain because it's dazzling."

The sun softens when it closes gently and turns into an atmosphere similar to that of a cinema. And the animated movie started.

This is a national cartoon, something for kids and adults alike. She's often seen in her family, and if she likes paintings, she'll love them.

Now, when the bright music, which could also be called the opening, sounded, wow and she leaked her voice. They followed a bright tempo for children and rounded their eyes to a light tone.

"The music is so cute..."

If she squeals like that, she gets a little more glare.

Unfortunately, the TV isn't that big because it's for one person. I won't be crippled if I look nearby, but I'm going to spend a lot of time here, and maybe I can rethink the furniture.

Now, when the music is over, the blue sky painted bright blue widens, and the characters slowly start to look.

Although I don't watch the animation so much, the expression on this piece is lively and makes me feel fun.

"The painting... really, it's moving... is this magic?

"Yeah, I think I draw most of them by hand. A lot of people come together and make each one by hand."

Even with magic, I don't think I can make this.

It contains the soul of the author, who should also be the essence of the story, which is why those who watch are forced to empathize.

It's like a picture book, and the elves are dragged into the story.

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about? Tell me, Kazhiho."

The elf, who looked at me for a moment, had a fascinating look at the story.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm not going to tell you everything. I shall briefly explain the flow of the story and leave the rest to the atmosphere emitted by the characters.

Somehow it seems to make sense to talk about something, and yeah, yeah, the girl snorts and immerses herself in the story.

A small cheer for the peaceful sight, and surprised by the incredible characters, he seems to sympathize with the children who are unknowingly the protagonists.

"Pfft. This guy looks just like you. You know, where you look sleepy."

"Yeah, I wonder. He looks better awake."

He laughs when he dulls, explains and pulls his chest.

It seemed that being in such a role made her look naturally holding her. The body of a soft, luxurious girl hits me under my chin with beautiful white hair.

"It's kind of like we're getting into this..."

"Yeah, you're gonna look like you're in a story. Neither did I."

Eventually, at night, the story reveals a unique atmosphere that makes you feel Asian, and Elf's body shows tension.

It seems the mindfulness of the protagonist walking alone was contagious, and he hugged me.

There is a soft feeling from the body that is pushed tightly, and from there it is transmitted that it is sounding like a toctok and a little bird.

I always think that the girl smells sweet somewhere, and even more so when she can give herself away like this, she feels something called her own scent.

Even as I suffer as a man, I speak now. [M]

I'll give you a soft hug back, and I'll try to whisper it like a narration from above my head.

"Wow!

Yes, she raised her bare voice because of more attractive characters. Besides, it's really an animal of her choice, and a little stronger, she hugs me.

It must be intensely curious to go back and forth between the TV and my face and ask for commentary.

Eventually the mountain as a story crossed, and the cheeky girl seemed to stroke her chest down as well.

Though my body is unfortunate when it's time to leave, I'm glad to see a smile like the protagonists of the story.

At the end of the day, the same music plays as the opening, and it's also a smile to be invited by the cheerfulness or to shake your head small, left or right.

Until the end of that music, the elves kept watching, and the words that marked the end appeared to finally get out of the world of stories.

"How'd it go?

I asked her that without a response, but it might have been wild to ask.

The face I turned to this one a long time late was a dream thing and had a look that would convey something called the charm of the story.

"Yeah, that was very funny. I could barely understand the conversation but I'm glad to see it"

He says so and hugs me to express his exaltation. [M]

There was a stronger power than I thought we had gained from the story, and we dressed ourselves up on the bed.

"It was a painting, but it was very strange."

"Yeah, it's not just a picture, it's a story."

I whisper to the girl with her cheek against her chest. [M]

It makes me want to touch my white flowing hair and softly tingle with my fingers to put it on my ear. Is it pleasant, by the way, her eyes narrowed, and she exhaled hot.

"Yeah... uh, uh... I like books too, but I prefer them when I'm imagining them. Look, imagination isn't free. I thought that was something that would lead us into someone else's imaginary world."

"Pfft, I'm glad you're happy. There's a lot of entertainment in Japan, and I'm sure you'll enjoy it a lot if you learn Japanese."

The elf looks up and gives me a smile that I can really play right around the corner.

"I'll definitely remember. I can't touch you like this. What a regret, regret and sadness. Hey, is this something you can see again? I'd love to see it again if I could."

"Yeah, you can see it as many times as you want, so I'll show you how to operate it. I'll have snacks just as soon as I watch, so have a lot of fun."

Good, you seem very interested.

Well, I haven't seen it in a long time and enjoyed it with you. It's just that her reaction is more fun than that...

That cheerful opening music came on as I was making my move in the kitchen.

I heard an elf's nose and looked back and it looked like he was shaking his head left or right. I'm about to laugh at the cuteness, but should we go ahead and cook somehow?

What I can eat when watching a movie, so I decided to make pancakes. It's easy, and I have honey, so it's in good shape.

Every once in a while, the bed asks questions about the meaning of words, and I answer them as I cook. I think that was a terrible way to have a peaceful holiday.

I wondered if the same question would not come. She is very intelligent, and now she is well drawn from the fascinating world.

- Yeah, this could have been the big right choice.

I put a tray on my lap with that in mind, and feed him the cut pancakes. It's so cute to let "yummy no ♡" melt your face even when you're in the story.

Pochan said she fell into bed because of the cartoon, and the pancake charm. I can't wait to shake my gobble and body left and right and reach out to me as I approach.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you. I was wondering if you could wake me up."

I laughed joyfully, and when I took her luxurious hand, I let her sit at the end of the bed. It's something I always thought was like a doll, but now it's really close to it.

The exhaled breath is a dreamy hot thing, and it brings a decent eye to me in the front.

"That country was so beautiful and the night was lovely. Hey, is that place Japan, too?

"Uh, I think it was a long time ago. Oh, speaking of which, I wonder if Grandpa's house was close to that one."

My dreams. My eyes open, and then they stare at me.

Yeah, I was worried about what to do with the May holidays, but maybe this is the happiest part?

"So we're going to Grandpa's house for the holidays?

"Oh, oh, I want to go! Well, if I'm not interrupting..."

Marie, who is also an adult, takes such care of herself, even though her desire to go would be very strong. I wonder if it's decided in me yet. [M]

"Shall we go to the country for the holidays then? Looking forward to it, Marie."

Wow, and she made her face shine, and happily she hugged me. That, from the front, conveys a firm chest swelling... that makes me a lot more dodgy.

At bath time that day, an animated theme song was to be played from the hot tub.

Damn, you're breaking my cheek cooking. The menu is ready to go, laughing.

Shall we just make it a little spicy curry tonight, Mr. Elf?

When the garam masala was added to the translucent onion, the smell spread to the kitchen.