Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Handing over a beautifully washed large pot, one smiles with a grin.

We walked straight to her room after the dinner party, wrapped up in the front door light.

"Thank you for taking me so far."

"No, it's a pleasure to treat you. If you don't mind, we can have dinner together again."

"Dear treat, Kaoruko. Stewed pork horns, amazingly delicious."

I, and Marie beside me, look in turn, and she laughs like she's tickled.

He looked somewhat red because of the alcohol, and the girl handed him a souvenir for a small trip.

Speak up good night, and walk down the quiet hallway with Singh.

On the invisible night of the moonlight, the rain pours down gently. Looking at the street lamp, he grabbed his palm from the girl.

Looking back, just a little bit of my chest makes noise.

It was because a beautiful girl looked up at me like she was floating in a rainy night.

No, I'm fascinated by those straight eyes more than once. You can say that you continue to be fascinated.

The expression fairy fits perfectly, and that's why I'm shaken by the sweet voice the elves emit.

"Hey, movie, let's watch it together"

"Shall I? I'm a little lonely that I don't need an interpreter anymore."

"Oh, you think I'm sorry? You're perfect as a backpack."

Oh, I can't believe how long I've been dealing with cushions.

Shall I say, then, that it will be laid on Mr. Elf's butt?

The stopped leg finally proceeded to the room upstairs.

In the dim room, the girl rocks the bed and sits back.

Cushioned on his back and turned into a cinematic atmosphere with warm tea nearby.

"I really like this moment. What about you?

"Of course. Before something starts, everyone's got their chest kicked out."

Answer that while operating the TV remote.

That's the same for the big holidays that are coming soon, and we have a secluded exhilaration for each other in our hearts. Too much to look forward to, what if I can't sleep?

As Pachi and Marie applauded, the movie began to flow slowly.

That was a very quiet beginning.

Touching it, the wind sounds, and the girl who was looking up at the sky carelessly wakes herself up realizing something.

Running to an old, but interesting house, this story moves.

This is the story of a girl weaving.

It is also a story of being gently raised and nestled by the family.

Marie looked out for the girl trying to travel and picked my sleeve softly.

"I hope you're okay, it's weird but I hope I don't find you..."

Pompous and murmuring words make me realize that I already sympathize with heroine.

Elves are many who do not leave the sanctuary. That's why travelers are waiting for trials, and parents who know it are something to worry about.

"You just look so excited. How was Marie the first time she left the woods?

"I wonder how it went. I was so worried, but I think I was just as excited."

The world expands in the movies, along with the crippling and laughing voices.

Blue skies, and darker colored seas, are reflected, and the elves leak their voices small "wow". Bright music (rhythm) shakes the girl's legs and looks back with a fascinated look at the wider world.

"Wow, big city! And you look so lovely!

"Yeah, the town is beautiful with all the colors. You want to live there?

Of course! and Marie replied cheerfully, inflating her breasts to expectations just like the girl. It would portray a new life, a new world, and a new encounter.

But reality is bitter, and Marie clouds her expression at the attitude of people who laugh at expectations.

"I think we can all be nice now..."

I stroke my head against the girl who makes me squeeze my lips.

I'm sure she followed the same path. Moving from the woods to the city, and because of the privileged gift of a spiritual magician, would have been hard on the eyes.

The girl keeps her weight and pushes her head under her chin.

As I was told earlier, apparently there's no doubt about the cushion change. I was fine-tuning the slope and buttocks position.

"Can you trust someone nice from the start? I'd rather be scared of you."

"Oh, that could be true. Your first impression sucked. Don't make me tell you I forgot... forget that one, too."

They twist my thighs, they tickle me, but I say, "Come on."

The heroine in the movie is tough, too, but in my case, he's been magically murdered by Marie. It's called the Magic Dragon, how can I be killed by a woman I meet?... Well, it happens in my dreams.

Now, of course, the movie doesn't visit the crisis of life or anything, and the girl slowly blends into the city.

If you think about it, meeting people will be what expands the world.

I can connect with only a few people, and over time the girl's world is built.

But not everything went well, and the girl grows up repeatedly with her little pain. As I watched it, Marie held my sleeve the whole time.

"It's still small, but it's not splendid. How I cried in the alley."

"... Yeah, Marie's a hard worker, too. Did Marie settle down after we met, too?

When I ask her that, the girl looks up at me curly.

Large eyes have a clear color and even an atmosphere that is likely to be inhaled.

But I could never hear the answer, and Marie moved her lips to say something, but she snapped.

"Don't tell me."

"Oh, that's too bad"

Even with such exchanges, new encounters come to heroines.

It was heterosexual of the same age, and Marie kept an eye on it like she did for herself, which is highly regarded.

"I hate this one. Light, loose, no pieces of delicacy."

It's exactly the same move as heroin, and it loosens my cheek.

Nevertheless, he is an important guide to the story.

If we're talking about blending into the city, it makes sense to connect to the opposite sex and contact with friends from now on.

But unexpectedness can change the impression.

Seeing honesty, and being noticed for his backless personality, both heroine and Marie completely change their impressions of him.

As I realized something then, the girl looked back and just stared at me.

"What's going on?

"... yeah, it's nothing"

I shake my head when I sift and then I look at the screen again... wonder what it was.

Now, the people around you might be the same in the sense of unexpectedness. At first the reaction, which even seemed cold, diminishes and begins to give a little bit of a gentle look to the girl.

Usually, there was a humanity that you would never know if you just passed by, and the girl opened her eyes to the charm each showed.

"Wow, the world has come to life at some point. I feel like I live here."

She was right, and when she realized, the city had changed its appearance.

They were aware of each other and welcomed the girl as they walked.

"It's kind of strange... like one. Every time I saw him, my impressions changed and he was so sweet today."

"So is the Magic Dragon. At first there was only hostility, but at some point I was singing a song with you"

Kokun and I get one nod, and he gives me a reassuring look. Perhaps he realized he was also in a privileged environment.

The soft, warm little body rubbed its head all the way and exhaled "ugh" and a hot breath.

Well, it's about time Marie figured out something called a movie.

If it happens, there will be a commitment, and the revolution will always come.

The story accelerates at once with an atmosphere of disturbing nights and unexpected misfortune. Overflowing what has been piling back like turbulence may be a bit like a jet coaster. Except it's a sudden fall that comes to the end, not the beginning.

If you fail, the city will change its appearance.

What we've built up to then will be lightly gone.

Just like heroines because they know it. Girls invest in their bodies and pray with all their strength. Just make sure you're okay.

The girl looked back again and again with a face that seemed to cry like the heroine on the screen, smiling at her to help her each time.

Eventually the accelerating jet coaster finally came to an end (finale).

To the clear blue sky and the cheers from the people...... no, I finally exhale loudly into what has just been done safely, and the smaller and smaller bodies lean on me.

"Oh, already, if it goes bad for the heart. Someday my heart's gonna pop out of my mouth."

"Yeah, you're really making a noise."

A vibration called dokudoku comes from his plenty of sweaty back.

The girl was still sweaty and wet as she spread her palms to show them.

I wonder how scared I felt. She says she's laughing when she dulls, but when she blinks, she sees tears spilling down her cheeks.

Holding and supporting the girl from behind, and people's aftermath was depicted with the staff roll. As I watch it, sometime Marie's tears stop.

The girl's head rode to her shoulders, and the girl shrugged in a quiet voice.

"... strange. People who didn't even want to come near me became attractive at some point. That was nice for some reason, not just something sweet. I'm sure this story was about everyday life."

"Oh, that's a sharp thought. What do you think if I told you there was a novel in this and that you were portrayed around everyday life?

The girl's big eyes fell into her sight.

Open your swollen eyes, really? And he asks without putting it to words.

"I want to read..."

"What do you think if you had just one book on the table there?

Wow, open your lips to the shape of, and the girl gets up.

Rock the bed wide with gizzards and head to the dining kitchen on the other side of the TV.

I also woke up slowly, and walked barefoot through the peppers and flooring to catch up to her back.

"Did they find you?

Turning this way, Elf has a book in his hand, pointing at its beautiful cover.

The girl in the dim room rushed up to me and hugged me to her neck in a breath. My feet are yoked because of the squared simmer I ate, and the girl hangs around when I hurry to hold her hips and support her.

"Thanks! I can still remember the letters. Hey, can you hang in there a little bit?"

"?? What does that mean?

The girl's feet flap on the floor as she is told.

I wonder if it means slapping me on the shoulder a little more.

In a kneeling position, her beautiful face looms and my vision darkens forever. He put his head over his hands, and the heat lit on his forehead.

Oh, this is -...

To the mouthpiece from the girl, the cheeks exhale heat on their own.

It's dark, so I can imagine. to those puffy soft lips touching and distorting.

After a long time, until Marie eventually let herself go, I couldn't move. [M] He's seen from the front, but probably looks very weird now.

"This is how I decide to thank someone who feels very much. Did you know that?

"No, I didn't, it is..."

She narrows her swollen eyes and shows her pearlescent teeth with a nickel and a beautiful grin.

Apparently, I can't help but notice this smile on her face.

In falling asleep from that night, it was time to read a novel, not a picture book.

I even read her head with my arms and where the girl pointed me. She seems to be very smart enough to learn even in this way.

Maybe he's bringing memory (memory) skills (skills) from the world of dreams.

But the drowsiness seemed to strike me as I exchanged temperatures, and I had leaked many adorable stretches of it.

"No, no, it's not. Your voice is making you sleep. Otherwise, I want to read so much... Huh..."

The fingers trying so hard to follow the letters turn into every dangerous movement.

And the fingertips remained in an unexpected direction, and then the girl leaked her sleep.

Slowly unplug the book to keep it awake and place it on the pillow.

The smell of the girl fluttered when the futon was applied to her chest.

Shh, shh, and my cheeks loosen for regular sleep.

I would have to be nice to Mr. Elf, who gives me these happy times, like the people of that city.

Good night, Mr. Elf. I'll see you tomorrow.

When I squealed like that, I got a kinder voice than I thought.