Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Episode 91: Mr. Uridora, it's a kimchi pot.

Place white rice on the tree, and also distribute dishes, chopsticks, and tea pet bottles. The liveliness of meals is no different in Japan or in the world of dreams.

"Oh, I knew it was cold. I was wondering if we could have some Hokahoka dinner here."

"Then we'll have to cook. But it's gonna be a lot harder."

Well, I guess that and this is because of the kimchi pan on the table. For a pan, there was a punch in the smell, and an elf with a sharp sense of smell said, "Spicy? Sour? Hmm?" and so on and he looks strange sniffing cunt.

"That's right, I guess it'll take a little too long. Looks like there's an insulated lunchbox."

In a pot that simmers, there is plenty of white vegetables, tofu, sprouts, and pork and strength. The twinkly aroma is caused by the kimchi vegetables, mixed with the miso based soup and stained into the ingredients.

It sounded like a nodding smell for spicy favorite Uridora, and she greeted her as if she couldn't wait for a meal.

"Uhm, I'll have it then -!

"I'll have it -"

Take it to me and the chopsticks, and pour the soup hot.

If a pot you usually eat is a gentle, easy-to-eat thing, this one might have some punchy taste. The tongue is surprised by the thickening and staining spiciness, and relieved by the sweetness of pork and cabbage. Miso increases the depth of flavor, and the two of them are surprised that if swallowed, it is different from a dish that is just spicy.

"Wow, spicy, dude, a lot of cabbage dude"

"Wow, it goes with pork. Ha-ha-ha, Koshihikari. Good!

Kimchi pot may be the one that even drinks soup while complaining about it being spicy. I remember a gin irritation on the tip of my tongue, and still miss my mouth as I pass my throat, carrying the next one with chopsticks.

"Uh, I'd like a beer. - It's definitely going to fit."

"You mustn't say that. I've been patient. [M] Oh, I could imagine..."

Wu-noo and the women show their distressed faces, but all this is not on the boulder. It's an ancient labyrinth inhabited by demons today, so let's not.

If you're eating a hot meal, however much the ancient labyrinth has an air circulation mechanism, it gets hot. I called out when I saw Marie soaking up the sweat that came out of her hand.

"I'm gonna open the door for a second. 'Cause I think it's gonna be cool."

"Yeah, do that. Oh, it's hard. Shiitake mushrooms are delicious!"

Yeah, because shiitake mushrooms are aromatic and famous in the world.

Sometimes it's called a "sea cab" or something on an overseas cooking show, and I don't have to feel uncomfortable about it. Although I've looked into it a while ago, it's more interesting that it's more widespread in the world than I thought.

Now, Uridora, who eats satisfactorily, looks somewhat pale. I now have a healthy skin tone with sweat, and my diet may have improved my blood circulation.

Eat about two cups, have a cup of tea, then Marie opens her mouth.

"So why was Uridora pale? Are you tired of parenting again?

"Hmm, that story's a little tricky for people."

He once eats white rice and offers it to me as a replacement. Let's pick up the rice and use it for cooking.

"If it's a normal dragon, it should just hatch and nourish from the eggs."

"Hmm, you mean the lower species (Lesser). It's closer to reptiles than dragons, and as an organism, it makes sense in the world."

If so, is the Magic Dragon different again?

Anything is close to the Spirit, and by having something dragon nucleus in his body, he's putting himself in this world. What's more, the dragon nucleus has its own world, each with a different personality… and so on. It's already a different dimensional conversation for me.

Being a stubborn salesman, I'll get you a pot. [M]

"Oh, that's what you're talking about. I'm half fairy, but I wonder if you're close to a pure fairy."

"Close. No matter how giant we are, we can fly. That is not in keeping with the reason of the world. But I can say it's more true than it really is. The point is, I gave my children the trick of deceiving the world."

Hmm, and I replied carelessly.

She's a mysterious one, but the more you listen to her, the deeper the mystery. And, it seems Uridora remembered something, and she turns her chopsticks this way.

"Yeah, well, I have something to tell you. I couldn't tell you because I've always been a cat..."

"Yeah, what?

Although I think it was a lot passed on because of the expressive look of the black cat.

But Uridora's expression turned hard, and I shook my spine with Vicun. Yes, what the hell are you trying to say?

"I laughed at first because I was forgiving. I hope it's something cute. But if you think of Nura, you should say it."

My floating mood blew away at the power of Zuyun.

The beautiful woman releases a black aura and is honestly scared to look down with her triple-white eyes. Together, he grunts his throat and opens his mouth roughly.

"Yes, what is it?

".................. too sweet"

Hmm, you mean a little kimchi pot?

Though it was certainly mellow tailored......

The moment I tipped my little neck wondering if I heard it wrong, heh! and Uridora slammed the table and the pan floated about a few centimeters. Hih, and we scream and hug and rattle and tremble.

"It's too sweet! What, the Nura Interaction! You don't even realize I've always had a wrinkle between my eyebrows!

Oh, when they say that, the black cat snaps at the edge of my sight. In retrospect, I may have seen such a face in various scenes......

"Keep your mouth shut if there's a gap! Over there or over here, I can't believe it's time for dessert after dinner."

"Ahhh! Stop it!

"I'm getting footage from that time. It's playing with video magic!

"Ahhh! No, oh, whoa!!

It's something that screams in a hug, so it's momentum through my tympanic membrane.

I'm not ashamed of myself anymore, and the ancient labyrinth of demons is really noisy with Gaagaa. When we finally freed ourselves from the sermon, we fell to the floor and - ha-ha - we were exhaling rough breaths.

"Shh, I'm sorry, Master Uridra. We were on track."

"Um, if you know what I mean. Oh, it's so refreshing to finally complain."

Um and stretched, and she grinned.

Ha ha... I'm so tired even though I haven't moved a single step.

Well, dishwashing was very easy.

This ancient labyrinth seems to be a habitable environment, with waterways and sources everywhere and even sewage. It amazes me that we have a circulation so neat that it is not comparable to the ground.

When it does, Elf makes the most of the Spirit of Water (Undine), cleaning it up with water flow like a dishwasher.

"Oh, you're handy not to have plates bump into each other. Have you done this before?

The girl who was sitting next to me looks at this one with a crease. Over time, the redness in his face disappears, and he seems to be regaining his usual look.

"Yeah, I'm doing it in your apartment."

"Ahhh... well, that's what detergent doesn't seem to decrease..."

Very ecological, but my everyday life is turning into more and more fantastic sights. Well, that could be a happy change, too. It was boring Japan, but the girl would cover it up lightly.

Domestic travel, neighborhood dating, and so is Grimland. While I'm trying to entertain the elves and dragons, I realize how long I've only been given pleasure by them.

He said he'd given up on a busy meal or routine.

"Speaking of water, there's also an aquarium in the neighborhood where there's tons of tuna... sea fish"

"Oh, why would I bother to look at fish? Besides, Gangdong Ward will be close to the sea."

Well, surely you can't imagine a fish viewing facility.

I almost opened my mouth to add, but the girl's fingertips are pressed to stop it.

And whispered with amethyst colored eyes.

"Hmm, just keep it to yourself like you always do. And surprise me in the aquarium."

That's how cheap you are, Mr. Elf.

Smile at each other with garlic, shoulder to shoulder with some wiggle, dishwasher... not watch the work of the Spirit.

The day off is filled with steady plans and I'm just looking forward to more time playing with the elves.

and at that time a sound similar to a sandstorm sounded from the magic fixture I had placed on the table in the room. Zaza, Zaza, and murmur, and a man's wild voice sounds.

"This is Bloodstone. All units on the Front for Cooperation (Reid) respond. Let's get this blurry thing started."

"This is Andalusite. Sensitive, following Bloodstone. Amesist squad still playing somewhere?

Do I have to respond too? [M]

I'll leave the wash to Marie. I'll come back and respond.

"This is Amesist. Once you've washed your plate, you can leave."

A laugh echoed from the glitch and the devil, then we decided where to meet.

Now, shall we attack the second tier?

It sounds like an undead hissing space, but we put our luggage in a bag. We left the room behind with a mixed nose.