Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

The white sky widens, and when you cross the hill, you see the capital of the Alirai nation.

I guess there was a preaching order first. The bell became a tease, and the bird was feathered by surprise.

The gates are opened and so far we can see people gathering to celebrate the triumph. A labyrinth from ancient times, because it liberated its first layer.

Defeating as many as three hierarchical lords, the memorial treasure hall was opened. The people were surprised to learn that it had yielded numerous treasures, demonic stones, and unknown items, books, and various other harvests, sometimes with rare high difficulty.

I was surprised by the flashy blessing, but that may be natural. Because the only way to get all this pure profit is through "war against other countries" or "production of gems and such".

Now, the elite ones are welcome close to the heroes, but we're from outside the country... well, you're welcome. That's why I decided to get out of the line early and head to the workshop with the Cat Muy.

His house was out of town, so he was walking along a less popular path with sand in his pockets.

The elf squeaks his shoulders tightly and turns to this impassioned face he has not seen much of. Because of my mind, my white hair also faded in gloss, and there was an atmosphere of powerlessness.

"Oh, I'm tired...... I hate crowds."

"We're too small for that. Was Uridora okay?

The black cat held in the girl's chest rings "heh". I'm sure it means something like "hedgehog," but I had a hard time getting screwed up earlier. You got caught up in the welcome to the offensive squad.

However, the morning train commute is so unparalleled, and the rainy season is really bad. I'm getting my wet umbrella pressed into my pants... oops, I'm in my dream world because of it, and now I don't have to think about it.

Nevertheless, Marie will be more distracted than the earlier crowd.

After the bend, our feet stopped perfectly. There were so many people in the Cat Mui's workshop that they overflowed through the doorway.

"Wow, I brought back a bunch of demon stones, so I'm in a queue."

"You're lying... I can't even say hello to you right now"

Marie collapsed naggingly, partly because of her long walk from the oasis. I'm gonna turn to you like I'm gonna cry... but, um, you're in trouble.

Anyway, you can take me to her country with my skills [Train Leader], but either way, I have to come back to tomorrow's celebration.

At that time I remembered that there was another Ate for lodging.

"Oh, shall I ask Mr. Zella's house? You were welcome to stay."

"... well, I can't expect much from him."

I guess the black cat rang to mean "I agree".

Well, I don't expect any hospitality either, but I just need a place to sleep anyway.

Accommodation is not so important to us, but it's a hassle to camp in this warm area. The labyrinth is much easier to sleep with this.

And the black cat just came out of her hand and sounded adorable. Apparently, it means "pull Marie's hand".

Holding his small hand as prompted, he clutches his lips and turns to his grumpy face. Nevertheless, it is something that I feel I have gained from seeing such a face occasionally as well.

She finally got up when she pulled her hand off as she cried.

The Southerners, who live as swordsmen and have a history of war and blood. All the blood that spawned and incorporated numerous heroes is for the strong only.

One change occurred as it was taken over pulsationally.

- The blood of the Southands is alive.

Such rumours arose because only the superior of their blood tribes can be endowed with righteousness. [Ten million blades of dust] once attracted in the labyrinth is one of them.

However, a steely will to be a strong man may have embodied it as blood.

It fills his body, and releases it; it buries every one who touches him into bloody smoke. At the corner of the battlefield, when there was a group of people stabbed to death by a blade all over their bodies, there should be a Southand family of blood there.

Well, I hear we're going to visit a historic house that smells like blood.

Beyond the iron fence spreads a luxury land from which one woman rushes for a small run. The guards paved the way so they could make their way, and they stopped in front of us.

Is it good when it comes to bright brown hair and flax?

Seeing them neatly aligned around my shoulders reminds me of one who works for the library.

"Thank you for waiting, Master Kazhiho."

"Sorry to hear from you so suddenly."

"No, Master Zella was delighted, so we are delighted to be able to welcome you in this way"

The way I answered clearly seemed as serious as Article.

She seems to be a servant of the Southand family. The black-dyed costume is closer to archaic clothing than made-up clothing, and brings together the atmosphere of Rin.

Yeah, I guess it just looks a little like black dyed witch clothes.

"Please come this way"

I stepped into the luxury with her guidance.

There are brick-packed roads, and street trees, even rustling and flowing waterways, which are different from the areas you've been spending. Easy to walk and the air somewhere calm can be said to be the difference between cloud mud.

Marie was also looking around rarely as her tiredness had cleared up somewhat earlier.

"Wow, that's so easy to spend. I can't believe there's such a well-maintained place."

"We have people who are important to the Alirai Country to live in, so we are treating them well to work. The Southerners I serve have long been active in wars."

The proudly answering look looks in a good mood somewhere.

She's older and calmer than us. Nevertheless, it's called a firm spine, it also looks like your arm could stand somewhere. Is the Wujia even a servant hands-on?

Look at the way you talk to Marie. I think so.

"You're really rich. is, uh, that people aren't what they seem... oh, excuse me"

"No, Master Zella is kind. Yeah, it's a long way to go, and you know how to treat women."

To Marie, who hastily closed her mouth, the servant laughs as she shrugs. And her blue eyes turned this way.

"I thank you so much for saving Master Zella that I cannot describe it in words. I am delighted to welcome you."

"Well, we just happened to meet, and we were actually very lucky."

"Yeah, great luck. I'm sure God bless you."

No, no, I waved, but apparently you don't hear much.

They're going to say it like God's use as it is, and I can't wait to be born in Japan as me. I don't care about temples, shrines, Christmas or anything.

And there was the Southaand family before the servant stopped his leg.

Beyond the gate of the iron fence grows greenery, and in the center there is something like a fountain. Well-maintained gardens, stoned two-story mansions without gaps, and even different buildings were visible on the left hand side of the site.

"Wow... I feel so out of place"

"Um, are you okay with me coming in the robe...?

The servant smiled when he shrugged, and took me across the premises without hesitation.

That's why we were sitting on the bench in a roofed quadrangle with no walls - uh, gazebo, I guess.

We've been pompous so far, but we finally get back to sanity. Hey, you're flattered that you're being treated too well.

I think the girl gets up in front of me and walks to the edge of the building. There is no ground ahead. There's water on one side, and there's a silver fish swimming.

It amazes me because there is a small bridge floating across to the opposite site, and the surrounding area is a green space.

"Wow! I want to be rich someday!

and so on, and the girl looked back with a very beautiful smile.

Yeah, you're so sloppy I don't think you're an elf. I just wonder if you know what it's like to be a salesman.

This east house (Azumaya) is for rest and there is a decent mother house over there. Fruit on the table. There is a hint of incense in the drifting breeze and it is felt to be a facility for welcoming guests without further ado.

The girl takes the fruit and eats it.

Then he seemed to have a slightly more subtle face...

"... now I really want to eat Amaoo."

"Well, fruit would be better in Japan on boulders."

Japanese fruit is somewhat strange, and there are places where sugar and flavor are explored. It's already natural to make improvements to flavors that are much sweeter and less crusty than the real ones.

"Then you can't expect dinner either. Oh, that cutlet curry was delicious. Ah."

"I don't know. Alirai Country is relatively rich in seasonings...... as far as Mr. Zella is concerned, the food is meat! It's got about the same vibe."

In such a conversation, the black cat, who was sleeping to be buried in the cushion, wakes up peeling. She snorted and nodded vigorously, letting herself peek into the amber...... I'm sure she remembers the taste of last night.

"I'm not denying that."

And then the black cat was lifted from someone else.

Apparently, something delicious occupied his head and caught him off guard, and he rumbled that it was done in the universe and hugged him from the big man.

The face is the face of the labyrinth over and over.

"Ah, Mr. Zella."

"Hey, I made you wait."

That's what he says. He's wearing tight, black-painted clothes that show calm. It was drenched in a different kind of riddle than the usual armor.

Nevertheless, Zella's expression remains the same, peeking strangely into the black cat.

"Hmm, what kind of animal are you? Does your face look a little like the cats?

I look seriously at Uridora's face as I say so, but soon Barry! And I get scratched. The Magic Dragon is also kind to the roots, but he hasn't gotten used to people yet. There was a gap! And he slipped out and stuck it in Marie's arm waiting.

Even if there are cats in this world, there is no such thing as a whole cat. You'd wonder, but I can't help but be bounced off because the contents are demon guided dragons.

"Tell me... Whoa, I forgot the requirements. You're welcome to stay as many nights as you want, but I'm here to tell you to stay away from the big building tonight because it might get a little rough."

"Rough? Is there anything tonight?

A large building would be the mansion on the side where they live. It is sandwiched by ponds and woods, but you can also see a large two-story exterior from here.

That's what I asked, and besides, Mr. Zella's face loosened up sloppily. So hehe, the expression is perfect...?

"What, I don't care if you say it's rough, it's inside you. Doula will be here soon to say hello to my parents. Look, I won't be able to come back from the labyrinth these days. I don't even have to ask him if it's better this way."

To that word, me and Marie are pins! and came.

The two are getting along so well that it seems like a marriage second reading, and they are shrinking their distance day by day. If so, this must already be the way to get engaged.

"Congratulations!... So why is it rough?

"Ma, that's my idea. And my house. It's a lot of trouble."

Apparently, he's not willing to give any further explanations, and we tipped our little nooks.

Speaking of which, I heard earlier that this Southand family wants a strong man, even if he's their daughter-in-law... no way he's going to give it an arms test or something, right?

That's not true, no way, and Marie and I looked at each other, but there was no word from Zella to deny it.

and at that time one carriage was seen entering the premises.