Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

If you have a cooker, it covers your sight with cooking steam.

As she grabbed the rice and rubbed the rice balls, the women's personal status gradually improved. From the stripper next door, there is still a busy voice to change.

When I finished making some rice balls, the first one to come was Mariabelle, a half fairy elf tribe.

He opens the door and blinks his pale purple eyes to reveal his collared shirt, plus his favorite blue skirt. Skirts with suspenders are adorable, like a piano presentation somewhere.

"Hey, you look great. I was wondering if you could show me some more around."

"Heh, I don't mind. Make it better all the time, show it to you as much as you particularly like."

I walked like I was in a good mood, but along the way I said, "Rice balls!" I let my eyes shine. Because of this, he completely forgot the purpose of showing me his clothes, and he held me under his arms.

"Hey, hey, more tuna mayo, please. I envy Uridora because she'll be eating soon."

That's how Mr. Elf gets the tuna mayo. Nevertheless, signs of looking forward to Grimland are also coming from all over my body, and I even woke up to me as I became contagious.

Outside the window is a blue sky that I don't think is rainy season and seems to be celebrating a day called today.

"And it's a lot clearer. Weather forecast said it was raining."

"Naturally. Nothing can stop our plans. So, does having rice balls for you mean you're driving out today?

Yeah, I plan on doing that. The train may be faster, but I'm a little scared to put Eve on board. Marie and Uridora got me used to it right away, but in her case, which is so wild, I don't think so either.

"Well, still, I'll be there in about half an hour. Whoa, I wonder if they're ready over there."

Open the door with the temple, just as Uridora and Eve come.

Eve, with brown skin, hides her long ears perfectly, just like Marie, with short breads that show off her healthy limbs, and high socks. Is the back length about halfway between Marie and Uridra?

"Is that good to stay Parker?

"Eh, this is easy and good to wear. It's like yours, but can I have it?

Go ahead, I hope it's for men.

The big, bumpy hat was probably prepared by Uridora. It has a bright azure color that is the same color as the hoodie and somehow looks like a today-inspired outfit. Nevertheless, the blonde has blue eyes, firm flesh and strong feminine appeal.

"That's amazing. I said Uridora. How can you make a hat or something?

"Heh, heh, because I've lived long enough. That's not how it works."

I'm laughed at by Uridora all the time, and she seems convinced "hmm" without thinking deeply, but what face would she look like if she found out she was a demon dragon. The Uridora of the day came up with the delightful colour of "Rice Balls Bye," though he came running over with a light foothold.

"Oops, grip rice then. Well, the tuna mayo is mine."

"No, we have to split it up amicably. Did you change your clothes again? I wonder if that's the kind of Gothic tone you like these days."

Mmm, nodding, the brunette peeps right in from next door.

She has as much back length as I do, with brunette hair flowing up to her waist and black eyes. But wearing a white shirt with frill ties, a black skirt with a wide hem, I remember a medieval image somewhere.

I think she has been steadily polishing her clothing taste since she came to Japan. Ever since I made Shirley's clothes, apparently I've been stopping by Gothic.

Well, the place we're going to be heading is a flashy place, isn't it strange because it's a proud theme park in Kanto, etc.

I filled my backpack with rice balls, tea, etc., and then looked back at everyone waiting for me to leave.

"Then it looks like we're ready and we should leave. Have you forgotten anything?

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I left a little one behind, but let's not worry about it.

We moved to the front door, each with his shoes on and set off.

"Eve, you can wear my sneakers specifically. It's light and sturdy, and it runs very fast."

"Heh... whoa, it's light. Fine, this."

Speaking of which, she had a hell of a leg. The tongue and nail tip on the ground and the slight jump to make sure it feels like an athlete somewhere.

I decided to carry my backpack and talk to her as I was down the stairs.

"Eve had a lot of fast legs. What is your profession?

"... you know, wouldn't you feel free to ask me that? You don't even want people asking you about your profession, do you?

"Oh, I wonder. I say fantasy swordsman... you don't know that, do you?

"Huh? I've never heard of that..."

The name of the profession is too minor.

Well, that's true. After about twenty years of solo play, it's a profession we got there. I don't know what kind of derivative conditions it is now.

"Uh-huh, it's clear. Uh-huh!

Uridra stretches comfortably down the stairs and out onto the street one foot away.

It is surrounded by a comfortable blue sky to catch the depression of the rainy season, and the comfort of the rainy season makes me narrow my eyes.

Earlier, I think the two of you said you liked the moment of departure. I didn't come with a pin then, but I certainly don't think you can tell when they wave to get there early from Marie like this right now.

I can't predict what's going to happen, and I'm sure everyone will sincerely enjoy it. When I think of that time, I loosen up to this cheek.

Hey, really, I might be blessed. At least now is the time to culminate in me. Though I'm sure they won't notice about that.

Soaking in emotion, etc., there was a brown woman staring at this one.

"That's what you look like too."

"Huh? What are you talking about?

"Nothing, nothing. Look, your Mariabelle's calling."

... Yours, what is it?

Well, what the hell did I look like?

Anyway, I got grabbed by the girl stretched out and we headed to the nearby parking lot.

Oh, oh, and every time I slowly drive my car, I hear weird voices coming from the back seat.

I don't have to look back. Eve is surprised, and I think Marie in the passenger seat and I must be thinking about something terrific.

"Shit, I don't even have a horse, but it's moving! And you say,"

"Ha!? He said he hasn't said anything yet!

Yeah, I knew you thought so. Well, this neighborhood is a promise, or maybe it's a path for everyone.

She is also laughed at by her neighbor Uridora, and her losing temper kicks her eyebrows upside down. Thanks to you, apparently, my mind is ready to take a drive as well.

The car cursorily leaves the parking lot and slowly runs out.

And, as I predicted the timing, there was music playing in the car, and Marie was operating the CD when she looked to the side.

The melodies that flow are unique and colorful in Showa.

This is the perfect thing to travel through Japan, and emotional tunes still have deep fans.

I had flushed it before when I was traveling domestically, but Uridora, who apparently remembered that time, rose up Gabari.

"Ugh! It still makes me feel like I'm going on a journey."

"Well, if you don't hear this, you won't enjoy your trip to Japan."

Hmm, a little too neighborly to say travel.

Nevertheless, I think about whether the small trip is part of the trip, etc., and watching them start singing aloud.

"You guys really don't know what that means..."

It's a pounding and grunting Eve, but it doesn't even sound like the two of you tense up.

Eventually, when the signal turns blue, our car runs straight out on the rainy road. To the brilliant blue sky without clouds, to the land of dreams and magic.