Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Um, as usual, the thing called the total martial arts line in the morning makes me look quite crowded. I don't want to take the train rankings, and I'm convinced they're at the top of the list.

I am the man in a suit who is squashed by the door, often referred to as a commuter rush landscape.

Looking back, everyone is shining a screen, such as a smartphone, which seems to be having a time of thoughts.

... Isn't this extra crowded because everyone's got room for a smartphone?

Well, I know exactly how you feel. If this is all crowded, at least you want to think of something else just in your head.

Then maybe my journey into the world of dreams is the same as what everyone else is doing.

Shall I think about a different world, then?

The challenge now is Marie's safety as an elf.

Previously, in the fight against thieves, I thought, "Can I just wake up if I die?" But from now on, we have to fix that idea.

I'd rather not put her at risk than find out that the world actually exists that I thought was in my dreams. For that reason, you can give up your labyrinth strategy.

However, it is required to level up, so measures must be taken either way.

I'm too light to be a shield (tank), and even if I want to travel instantly with her, [over the road (overload)] the weight limit is too tight. Anyway, I can't even hold a shield.

Besides, I'm more of a solo fighter. It uses short-range instantaneous travel to allow you to immediately select attacks, retreats, etc.

Rather than... I've been doing this all alone and it's obvious?

Um, I was wondering if I should hire someone as a shield (tank). The only question is, I don't have a lot of money in that world.

Well, I didn't want to make money until in my dream world...

Um, I'm getting stuck.

My chest smartphone shivers when I blurt when I was still thinking about giving up my labyrinth strategy...... etc.

Though in a narrow car, he manages to peek into the screen through himself. Then the screen showed something unfamiliar.

Oh, SNS? Don't panic because I've hardly used it.

There was the letter "Kaoruko," which contained a brief greeting and an errand.

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Good morning, Mr. Kitase.

Did you and Mariabelle read a picture book this other day?

This is my favorite book, too, so let me know what she thinks, if you like.

So, if it's all right with you, why don't you have a friendly party after you get home?

My husband is with me if it's convenient, so be sure to invite Mariabelle.

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Oh, that's a pretty aggressive invitation. Well, I guess it's Marie, not me.

She is a woman who lives in the same apartment and works in a library in her immediate neighborhood. I remember having previously received a desire to interact and exchanging contacts.

Um, and I'm a little worried about how overtime is today, and whether Marie will be happy or not.

I just live in the same place, and I think it's easy to apply the convenience of time, etc.

I don't like people. [M]

But for a girl who is an elf, it seems better to know a lot of people in Japan. She is a good person, and Marie gave me a good impression of asking me to shake her hand.

Yeah, why don't I take a step into Japan by apprenticing Marie, too? With that in mind, I decided to inform SNS of my acceptance.

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Looking out from the coffee shop, it was already abundantly twilight. There are a lot of people in the past and a lot of people go back to the office.

I have also finished going home and changed into personal clothes.

Two other coffees stood hot at the table, and a girl sat on the front hiding her long ears with a knitted hat, as usual.

She's probably looking around the store for a moment because of the fluffy smell of tea, and the rarity of what's going on in the calm store.

Even so, it is she herself who attracts the most attention in this space.

Glossy hair is white all the time, and everyone sighs at the sight of it stretching straight to their hips.

An eye catching would be a light purple eye bordered by long eyelashes. It is reminiscent of an amethyst, whose clear colors surely appeal to everyone.

The girl has a fairy vibe, and that expression is the one that accurately describes her.

An elf by the name of half fairy Mariabelle...... that's who she is.

- It's just, well, there's something wrong with this place called Gangdong Ward.

And so on, the girl began to wear her little neck.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Though lately you feel like you've just been laughing at me?

"That's when I'm mostly seen by Marie. Well, I'm sure I'm not the only one."

Ugh, and the girl only breathes, and then she kicks a cock from under the table with the sandal she just bought.

"I wouldn't be a little happy to hear you say that with a sleepy face. It's just, you know, I think it'd be nice if you had a nice face already."

I was born with this face. Even I'm giving up.

When I think, for example, her hand stretches out all the time. The thin, white fingers touched the eyebrows and were only slightly surprised that they had been pushed up a long way.

Slippery soft fingers are apparently trying to change my face.

"Hmm... that's a stubborn sleeping face. Apparently, your sleepy face is quite muscular."

"Yeah, that's not true. I'm sure she's just tired from work."

She also realizes that she used the job as an excuse but had absolutely nothing to do with it. Elf kept rubbing my eyebrows for a while and eventually let go of his fingers like he'd given up.

Well, you look like this, but I'm pretty thrilled as a man to be touched by a girl in public.

Thinking, for example, the girl peered in with a cheek wand.

"So when will one come?

"Oh... it's seven o'clock already. I think you're gonna be bummed, and I'm gonna practice greeting Japanese while you're at it?

"Uh, I'll ask if you're in trouble, so it's okay. I'm not having any more trouble saying hello, and I feel like I might get mixed up in a conversation for just a little while."

Oh, is mastery going that far?

We are also incorporating Japanese into our daily lives, and she is a very smart girl. If you teach, the word immediately remembers, and somehow tries to fall into grammar.

"E......, animega, japanese no study ni, narimashita. Totemo nice na work, des"

"Oooh."

When she claps with her pussy, Marie stretches her spine well.

Hey, if it's so early, the rest might be a matter of getting used to. If you build up a conversation, the traceability disappears, and you may learn the basic conversation not so far away.

Well, that naturalness is the hardest part.

Well, it seems the elf has finally decided to put the coffee on his mouth. He's not used to black drinks, sniffing cum and then drinking slowly.

I receive the cup because I look "bitter" without any particular comments, and add sugar by the table, etc.

The sugar is not as good as it should be, but I think more milk will soften the palate. Mix it with a teaspoon and then give it a small thank you.

"... oh, yummy. So is your cooking, but all of this world is so smelly and fun."

"Speaking of which, Marie likes the smell, doesn't she? Then you might enjoy some tea. I don't think they like anything that smells so strong in Japan."

Really? and the girl comes tilting her little neck.

Tea is well-distributed, but many people don't like the more flavorful ones. Probably because I'm less familiar with it, but I prefer Darjeeling and so on because I prefer to have a strong personality.

"Yeah, let's buy something cheap to try and go home"

"Oh, so I get used to human preferences, too. I'm going to be more and more human and I'm going to lose my ear one day"

"This is what I call a bummer. At least in Japan.... Oops, looks like we're here"

Apparently, the wait came when we were talking, etc.

They came into the store, waved and approached our table.

"Thank you for waiting. The train is so late...... Good evening, Kitase, Mariabelle. This is my husband."

"This is Toru. I'm sorry my wife said she couldn't."

We get up from the chair too and bow our heads.

Your husband was on his way to slightly obese and had a quiet atmosphere somewhere similar to hers.

"Good evening, Toru, Kaoruko.

"Kombanwa, Mariabel, Death. Yorosik, Onegai Shimus"

Yeah, looks like I could say it without a problem. Though it follows, that's adorable.

But the girl looks up at me anxiously. Apparently, your husband stopped moving when he saw it.

Kaoruko-san's elbow swept in, and finally your husband moved out in a hurry.

"Mr. Toru......!

"Ahhh, sorry. Hey, I'm surprised. My wife told me, but you're an amazingly pretty girl. Then let's move to the store. I've never been with a neighbor before, so I already have an appointment."

That's what I said, Toru laughed at the wink mix.

I was a little nervous, too, but apparently a reassuring person.