Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Telling the requirements, the man, with a disappointing physique and tall, looked more astonished than he had ever seen. He is the leader of the Bloodstone squad and a person named Zella who became friends throughout the rescue mission (mission).

He, and a red-haired woman named Doula next door, had just been reunited in the hall. Though, it's a different sight than last night when I defeated the devil.

"Huh? There's a treasure out there. Seriously, you're going home once?

Spitting, he shows us the demonic stones piled into the hall, and the treasures. Apparently, defeating the devil has opened the treasure trove in the back, and he's very busy carrying it out now. Well, the look on the face that working crews are also enjoying and can't help but quantify.

"Yeah, since it's a big holiday (vacation) today"

The two of us, me and Marie, giggled and replied, just as Mr. Doula was making his face pull. Nevertheless, the Golden Week we've been waiting for is more important to us. Besides, I have a starscrap blade (Astro), probably the greatest treasure.

Zella still looks "incomprehensible" as she gashes her dark hair.

"I don't know... You guys don't have greed - it feels like a different greed is working. Yeah, I'm gonna go ahead and enjoy the big holidays."

Oh, yes, Zella floats her face. And I took a bigger package out of the bag than the Kobushi University. A turquoise-colored raw stone reminds me of the sea...

"Look, it's an extraordinarily big demon stone. I can't help but worry about the future when I look at you, so at least take this one. The rest will be redeemed and then sent."

That's what I said, and soon after I hesitate, they hand it to me as Gui.

I didn't expect you to be anxious about the future in this world... Anyway, Marie and I thanked each other and decided not to hesitate to take it.

It's his crew that gets close to the conversation.

"Shit, even Captain Zella's going to be holding off on a long trip."

"You saved enough money with this treasure. Turn it into a one-ranked trip, love it to your heart's content..."

is the usual sight for Tsugumi to get beaten up.

I guess the way a calm doula usually wanders, though, is fun for them. The crew even looks happy when they are strangled with critical feathers.

In such a busy time, the big man has been pointing fingers at the perfect spot.

"It's a celebration. The first tier seems to have other lords, so you can play until the attack is over."

"Yes, thank you. Okay, you're going!

Say goodbye often, and I'll launch a long distance travel skill, travel guide (train). With Marie hugging, she fell into the world another step down, turning to the dark around.

Now, this is the beginning of your trip to Aomori!

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The lights leaking from the curtains are dazzling and make me think this sunshine will last for a while.

Daytime temperatures were 26 degrees in Tokyo, 21 degrees in Aomori… etc. Forecasts from the Meteorological Agency were streaming from television, before which Marie and the Black Cat sat.

Mariabelle, an elf, is wearing a calm green piece and chooses cotton long sleeves in the spring. Combining striped high socks of the same color adds to the fantasy world atmosphere.

And the black cat next door is also a resident of the fantasy world.

It's not just a cat, it's a user demon, and its master is the Magic Dragon Uridra. They look good for accompanying you on your trip, but I was wondering if you said you could only share it to your consciousness and senses.

And Marie looks back here and squeals.

"It's kind of weird. I can't believe what I was looking forward to just started."

I kind of know what she means. Because I've been waiting too long, I get confused when it starts. I was wondering if it really would start already.

The reply would be that this is how we should reach out.

"Then we'll start the trip, my lady. Please take this hand."

She was a blurry girl somewhere, but she grinned into her eyes only with a scratch at the words. That's how the black cat got off her knees and the girl's sneaky hands were put on her.

"Oh, that's nice. Though you feel it would be a good fit to do that?

"Eh, that's a subtle assessment. I wonder if Marie would be a good fit to make it look like that."

Excuse me, the girl tells me that the door is closed, the TV is dropped, and the resident leaves the room behind. Then the black cat came out the front door, and we followed him, and he was wrapped in the sun.

Though two nights and three days, the main luggage is about what you wear. The bag I carried was not as heavy and would not reduce the lightness of the footprint.

As she walked out the front door and down the stairs, Marie was mumbling her usual "perfect song for a trip". It was sung by dragons and elves when we took a car trip to the suburbs of the city.

It's adorable that a black cat walks right around my leg to get screwed.

"Oh, I don't feel like traveling if I don't hear this."

"Sure, that song finally makes me feel like I'm traveling. I just wonder if Uridora looks sorry she can't sing."

Nah, the cat squeals to protest.

Muzuri's face didn't look like a kitten, and Couscous and the elf girl smiled.

- Tokyo Station.

The seven o'clock table in the morning is a mix of travelers, and those who commute with Hira.

Tokyo Station is a complex structure, with a flow of people and easy to get lost. Somehow I go through a ticket to Ariba on the Shinkansen to the Northeast, and then I look back at the girl.

He's got a black coated net basket to his side, so he's struggling to get through just a little bit. I told him with a trick to hold it, but he's been shaking his head, so he'll probably be fine.

Among them is a black cat, and it rings a little on.

Let's hold hands and stop at a nearby store to enjoy the Shinkansen more. When she arrived at the store with a sign that was brighter than the surrounding area, the girl widened her eyes.

"Way to go, lunch!

"Beautiful scenery and delicious meals are essential to enjoy a long journey. Let's just pick one drink and lunch."

Every lunch box arranged so narrowly is unique.

Everything that pushes seafood forward, bright sirloins to see, entangled chicken with tartar, simmering, pickles… etc. all seem deliciously shaded to distract travellers, and the lunchbox itself has a strong personality.

"I can't believe there's such a variety! I don't know which one... hey Uridora, think with me. We have to figure out which is the best."

"You don't have to be so serious... well, you should take your time choosing"

Yeah, yeah, the girl, and the black cat are troubled, and sometimes they ring "uh-huh" from inside the case. Did you get a stare around the little black hand stretching out?

"No, you can't, that kind of character stuff is something I've heard tastes like. I wonder if this one is better than that. The eggs are yellow and beautiful."

It's not the beauty, it's the flavor that's going to ring in. Sounds like you're complaining. "I have a strange impression that even if I don't have a word, my intentions will come through. You'll observe them like that while you drink tea from a pet bottle.

And, with a seemingly reprehensible look, the girl looks back.

"Look, why are you so relaxed? Look, these things sell out of delicious things. If you don't hurry, it's just tea."

"Oh, then I guess I'll make it our Shumai lunch box. The last one."

I just took it and I said, "Ah!" "Huh!" and the two come up in a voice.

"... oh, you were just going to buy this? It's okay, you can replace it."

"Yes, fine! Because there are so many other candidates for us. The weakest of these was Shumai's lunch box."

Zubisi! and the black cat and elf pointed my finger at me.

Ugh, yeah. Then I don't mind. Right, was Shumai lunch the weakest of the Four Heavens? It's pathetic, so I'll eat it for you later.

Now, that's how it took a long time to choose lunch, and in the end the two of them chose the Tabernacle lunch. They were lined up with colorful stews, cooked rice, and freaks to meet each other's needs within a frame separated by nine.

Marie had a satisfying look on her face, as if she had the best lunch. I peek into my lunch box, and sometimes I look at mine and laugh, "Hmm." "Let's go."

I wonder when that was my loss.

I still couldn't beat you within the curtain, Shumai Lunchbox.

When I got out of the house, that vibrant body, Japan's proud Hayabusa, was waiting for me.