Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

The Spirit of every light drifts through the universe and sends a soft light.

Thanks to this, we don't have any visual problems underground, so we can relax.

This is a private room on one layer of the ancient labyrinth, surrounded by a single table and several bookshelves.

There is no dust due to mechanisms such as air circulation, which may be more comfortable than the accommodation there. I frequently use it as a rest area for that reason.

For those of us who can read ancient languages, I think a mystery packed book would be a good free time. But I don't have it in my hand, I'm just a little thrilled and two people staring at the wall. No tango, no tricks, very normal walls from anywhere.

Eventually, the black stain spreads out on the wall with the tin......

Deeper than darkness, black is light and horror and honestly scary. But staring, we were so excited about this moment.

Chubby, and feminine fingertips appear, and grab the left and right walls. Guru and Darkness flourished, and Uridora, the magic dragon with a grin from it, appeared.

"Um, I made you wait! When I arrived... Aww!

We raised our voices and hugged her for the first time in a long time.

Of course, hugging heterosexuals is a problem, but we're friends who hug each other more often than not - and it's pathetic to say - it's not so much a problem for us anyway.

"Long time no see, Uridora! Is that a little pale?

"Well worried! Look, it's a little early, but let's eat!

I wonder which world has a child who cares about dragons. Uridora gave her a pompous face and then laughed strangely. Though it may be feared by people, you wouldn't think of it as a magical dragon to see the soft look on your face right now.

"Heh, heh, surprised. I had no idea I'd be so happy. [M] Mm-hmm. Let him smell a little more. Half fairy elves, and people who know what's happening."

Pay for the dress, break her knee and her neat face is right in front of her. The nose that passes all the way through is ideally high, and the eyes very similar to the obsidian remind me of a dragon.

He is cuddled by his tender arms and Uridra's slippery cheeks are pressed against him. It's been a long time since I've remembered the flutter and her scent, and because of it, the girl growls her nose dull.

"I'm happy too... But if you're so happy, you're gonna cry, so stop it."

Uridora nodded small and closed her eyes quietly again.

Rubbing her nose against the girl with tears in her eyes, the girl shook her throat as she hissed. Maybe they were feeling lonely. Elves and dragons touching hands and exchanging words, that's because they had fun days.

But how can we be so close when we say it's like a different race? As far as inheritance is concerned, there is little interaction between heterogeneous races. Different cultures and different ways of thinking exist in the first place.

Set aside that question for a moment and speak to her.

"If Uridora's here too, we'll just have fun later. If it's a good weekend, don't forget to travel to Grimland."

"Hmm, that's right! Hear rumors of horrible entertainment facilities created by the world of men. You steal money, you taste the theme park where you live."

Yeah? Don't even feel like there's something wrong with the information. Well, look, I'm not even so wrong.

Soon the girl was calm and enjoyed the three aligned nostalgic air with a couscous laugh. Uridora figured it out and I dared to make a joke... don't you think?

"That's why we're going to have a labyrinth attack, and then we're going to spend some time in Japan. By the way, we're gonna work together this time, so we shouldn't be so far away from the two teams."

"Hmm, let them hear about the operation we were talking about on the road. Oh, and we'll have an early lunch."

Yeah, shall we? Speaking of which, Uridora's demon didn't come out because he didn't like the rain, so he didn't know what he was talking about on the road.

Remove the ingredients in the bag from the bag, and Marie calls the familiar stone spirits. This is plain convenient again, don't bother looking for affordable stones to put at the foot of the pan.

As I poured the soup I had prepared into the pan, Marie started explaining it to me instead.

"I'll keep the distance I can rush right up until Shirley, the hierarchical master, comes out for now. Now that the Adventurer Alliance and other forces are joining us, I'm just explaining it to them."

Well, we're from out of the country, and we can't get into their business. They can spend as much time as they want until that's done.

Marie was reflecting a 3D map as she turned to the blunt sound of a bun, and the blue and white light on it. This is a redistributed substitute for re-entry. By the way, I'm handing out functionally restricted magic implements to this additional member.

I pointed to the white light source floating on the 3D map.

"This strong light is the squad registering (linking) communications...... you're Mr. Zera and Mr. Doula. You can identify the person and have a conversation, not the whole thing."

"Hmm, my demon was taken care of, and I'll say hello later. That was a pretty good bunk."

We really do agree. Rich people are luxurious to the beds, which is what I took for granted.

"Speaking of which, I thought you said the treasure would give us a share. How much is it that Zella tells you?

"Oh, I guess he did say two white gold coins. Even so, I don't know about currency..."

Marie was just drinking a water bottle, buh! And I almost blew it out. Me and Uridora tilt their little necks at the way they can swallow.

"What's going on? More than that, see if you can get the Spirit of Fire (Salamander) out. It's time to warm up the pan."

The girl is desperate to get her breathing ready, even if she does a favor, for example. Did I say something that surprises you so much?

"You... yes, you don't know. Let me tell you something blurry and easy to understand."

Marie stands up loosely, a little more than ever...... no, a lot less. The round spirits, also known as fire, wake up when they raise their canes and make a hard noise to the floor.

The guy crawled through the floor as commanded, and circled at the bottom of the pan.

"Converting your annual earnings as a salarier is four times that currency."

"... hmm? What do you mean?"

No, I get it, I get it. What do you mean?

White gold coins require such high temperature casting that they cannot be produced without some sorcerers, and are rarely distributed to the market. And the identification magic, which can also be called engraving, is applied, and counterfeiting measures, such as floating the crest when sunken, are complete.

I know exactly what a high value currency is.

"I just don't care how much money you have in your dreams. I'd rather be afraid to carry it, in my case."

"... you can also buy the full body armor that was decorated at the celebration."

Hey, hey, what the hey!

Gaggle and knee tremble and sit down to the ground without fail. No, no way. Because you can buy all that superb stuff, because you can't!? Huh!?

"I missed you. We understand the monetary value very well."

"I wish I could tell. But maybe you're right. I've noticed lately that there's actually not much I want in this world."

Uridora nodded at the words as well.

The pot boiled and I listened to them as I slowly put the ingredients in.

"Um, so am I. What you want in this world is enough for a restful bed. Gold and silver treasures do not amuse me."

"Yeah, right. I'd rather go to Grimland on a weekend than that, I'm so cowardly. See, like Chichifu and Aomori, you don't know what's going to happen."

Yeah, well, that and the two of them empathize. Open their mouths and laugh.

Seeing them like that, my little questions disappear. Why do we always get along when the race is like different?

I'm sure that's because we share the fun with each other. There are no hedges of race in delicious, fun things. Then as far as I'm concerned, I'd like you to eat this pan and make the conversation play even more.

When I lifted the whole pan, the fire was round and I slept easily. He opens his eyes like sesame seeds and disappears somewhere by order of the elves.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, but I'm gonna put you on the table."

Don! and put them on the table, their bright voice "I was waiting" sounded. Well, shall we have an unusual pot?

When the lid is opened, the bright red soup appears along with the hot air.

A stamina kimchi pan prepared for Uridra... is a mellow tailoring.