Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Now, when the great man returns, our shoulders will lose strength once and for all.

The three of us were about to exhale, and then finally we could take a slow look at the workshop.

The sun from the window is rustling against the trees and dyeing the interior brightly.

The walls and ceilings are beautiful, although there is a line of equipment that reminds the alchemist of whether someone has used them before.

"You got a decent but bright and beautiful workshop. It's perfect for lunch, and it's very easy to live with."

"Yes, I'm just surprised you could have such a splendid home, Death. Thank you so much Kazhiho for your help... gobble..."

She looked me in the eye and thanked me, but when the girl grilled me around the back of my neck, I couldn't do it anymore. The clear eyes are closed and the tiny pink nose is tingled.

"No, I'm glad you're safe. There will be escorts here, and there won't be any more to be targeted. Oh, speaking of lunch, are you done for lunch yet?

When asked, Muy glances at the basket at the window. There was a peek of black bread in the gap in the cloth, and when I turned it, it contained spiced red soup.

"Me, it's hard, Death... So with all the bread..."

Hmm, maybe the Beasts do little cooking so their tongues are vulnerable to irritation. We're just french and we're not hungry yet, and we have lunch, so why don't we eat together?

When you open your lunch box, a slightly plain shade of sushi appears.

Although it would be an unusual dish from the eyes of the beast man, Muy is tingly shaking her nose at the slightly aromatic sweet fragrance.

Oh, speaking of which, is it okay for cats to eat rice?

I've heard that it's not good to give you too much grain, but well, I reckon that's the same thing with bread. Is the problem more flavoring than that?

Marie then holds the sushi in her hand and leans over to Mui's mouth.

"Yes, uh"

"I can still hold a fork, Death. It may be dangerous to slip somewhat...... Ngu...... muho!

Panchin and Mui's eyes were opened, leaking a screaming voice,

The sweet and tender flavor stains every time she chews, and when she swallows it, the scent of sesame seeds puffs through her nose.

Its terribly gentle flavoring fortunately fits the cat's tongue as well, and Mui's eyes looking up at this one...... I don't know what to say "okay!? He had the expression."

Of course I want you to eat with me, so I nod, "That's okay," and Mui's eyes sparkle like an earlier demon stone.

Then I grabbed Marie's finger with both hands with meatballs, hagu! I started eating with great momentum. The cats wouldn't have stopped either, but what's more irresistible would be an elf licked with juicy fingers peppered.

Marie turned this one around and said what...... "Yikes!" Good for you, "he nodded because he had sparkling eyes. Well, from what I've seen, they're both cute.

A few minutes later...... Muy, who ate nearly half of it, had exposed her swollen stomach to her breasts, turning into a dreamy face on the elf's lap.

Our late lunch, along with the cat clan that is ringing, goes on.

Drinking tea and settling down, Marie and I were supposed to have an argument about the common language.

Oh, no, I wonder if it's closer to an argument than an argument. I woke up from a proper nap. Muy looked up at our interactions like that in a strange way.

"Again, I think we should put 'nymph' on the end of the story. You wouldn't mind if I followed the word more, would you? I'd rather feel so cute."

"Ugh, yeah, but it depends on who you are for a good use of pretty words. Hey, Muy, do you want to put 'nya' on the end of the story?

Often thought, Muy shook her neck puffy to the side with "Death I Don't Think Anything Else". In response, Marie made her mouth a "to" word and stared at the cat clan with a strangely firm look.

"I'm sorry, that's all I can't give in. As a cat, you should be proud to put 'nymph' on the end of the story. At least I think so."

"Yea... such pride, I wonder if there is..."

Muy's eyes say "No Death"... oh, I wonder if the picture books I read and make listen to every night affect me. Or maybe it's just a hobby, but we're not sure.

Nevertheless, a man is a creature swung by a woman. All we could do was snort together and snort.

Do you mind if he agrees?

Plus, there's a subtle way of making sense of what she says, which can turn into a good impression when you cheer up your verbal butt.

Think of it that way while you bag your finished lunch.

Something hits the lunchbox then, making a hard noise with Gotun.

Oh, it's a magic dragon item, though I'd totally forgotten I'd thrown it in for days.

"Yes, because of that, and I was wondering if you could look at this. I got it from the Magic Dragon, and it's called Dragon Scale, and then Dragon Blood."

"Huh? Madoru? I know exactly what Masen is, but if you want to see it, of course you can."

It's different from the Demon Stone, but maybe it can be refined. Marie gives a brief explanation while Gossip and Muy touch them.

"A magic catalyst, as I said, is something that even amateurs can use magic. If you're a famous magician, you can move on."

"Further ahead? Aren't you going to purify it?

"Yeah, it's a magical piece of equipment, to put it simply. The original material, and it depends heavily on the surgeon's arm, so it doesn't get much on the market.... and Muy, the end of the story is' nya '. Do you understand?

Ah, magic gear (magic item)?

I see that in games, but I didn't think there was anything in this world. Well, I'd like to see it for once or so, but isn't that just not possible for Muy?

"Well, I can't get that far...... nya. I don't know what to do."

Oh, he's a serious kid. - I can't believe he uses cat language for discipline.

Marie returns her dusty face and strokes the back of her head as she complains in tears. Apparently, words don't have to get through to about the end of the story.

The cats look up at this one as they narrow their eyes in such a way that they feel comfortable.

"Dear Kazhiho, this is amazing. It has the power to overflow from the inside, and it doesn't go as far as letting go."

Hmm, speaking of which, the dragon said, "Let's do what's growing now, not the falling out of magic scales or something like that". And the girl says that the Magic Dragon produces magic just by breathing.

Considering that, it just exists, and magic may be created for a certain period of time.

"No, that's not all, permission? Contract? Weird letters floating around... probably still connected."

"Oh, he said he's connected... what?

That's what I asked, but me and Marie are coming up with the answers. Apparently, surprisingly, this item still has something to do with the existence of the Magic Dragon.

"I'm still focused on you by Mayu. Is this really just an item? Too close for that..."

That said, the cats show us a stone stained with dragon blood.

The slightest brightness is like an early heartbeat, a light that's going to go out now.

"Hey, I don't know if it's my fault or if I feel weak. If it's connected, something happened to her...?

"Yeah, you care. I was due home today anyway, let's go see how it goes"

Well, I can't imagine who could do this to a magic dragon with an estimated level of over 1,000.

Kokuri and the girl also nodded at me, so I decided to reschedule and head to the Nazr Nazr ruins, the resting place of the Magic Dragon.