Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

"Ahhh, bath. Seriously, it's amazing!

Such a loud voice, Eve came out of the stripper.

When you're in a t-shirt and hot pants on the hot water, it emphasizes a pretty splendid meat...... yeah, let's not see too much, etc. I get weirdly conscious.

"Over there."

Oh, come on, stop buffing the tummy of your shirt because you'll be questioned about women's power.

The abs are healthy and showing a single line from the navel to the top. And even brown skin makes my muscles and other exuberances crisp and clear.

Um, apparently, there's also a color hue that's less feminine.

But Marie, who was resting in bed, also wakes up because it's something that speaks so loud. Though, I was thinking about waking it up, and I thought it was just fine.

"Uh, what the hell, Corey, I definitely smell delicious, Zoe"

and so on, and I walk over here fluttering.

Mr. Elf also has a sore nose, and the look of it looks like his appetite has triumphed over sleepiness. of sledding and waking himself up, then he cracked his nose just like a dark elf, hugging him from behind to sweeten him.

"Mmm, the smell of cheese. Hey, hey, what kind of dish is this?

"This is Carbonara, isn't it? Would Marie like a drink, too?

"Yeah, because it's lady sagging. Eve, you can lend me my beer glasses specifically."

etc. Wye and everyone follow to their seats.

By the time Uridora arrives late, she'll be ready for a beer at the table.

The evening out seemed to have become a complete habit, and while wiping wet hair with a towel - she also took a seat, laughing at it.

By the way, there are only three seats at the table, so I sit on the table, which is my partition from the bedroom.

"Whoa, don't leave it smelling irresistible. I like this freshly ground black pepper."

Pour beer into her glass, too, and the golden cup wrapped in plenty of bubbles will rise. Dark elves were also looking intrigued by the good looks and waiting for the mealtime to be now or now.

I'll take everyone's gaze and then I'll put up a glass.

"So shall we have Eve's welcoming party in a whisper? Welcome to Japan - Cheers!

matched the beer glasses properly, then I waited and the two of them in the bath drink gooey. Cold beer flows to the lit body and drips past his throat.

"Wow! Seriously, I can't wait! You're cold and shy... and you want to bone me out?

"Oops, I can't wait for a cup of bath! I can't stop you from coming to Japan because of this."

Apparently, they accepted the beer as well.

No, the liquor over there is really subtle. Affordable alcohol smells worse than cloudy water, and that's mostly warm too. If it's cold, I can still drink it...

Now, Mr. Elf holds the fork and puts a slice into the semi-ripe egg.

Mixed with thickening and dripping yellows, Carbonara darkened the colour just by the sushi. Then wrap the noodles cleverly around them and slowly put them into your mouth to keep them warm.

"Mm-hmm!

To a taste that was flavorful enough to feel properly drowsy, Marie rounded out her pale purple eyes.

Parmigiano Reggiano is melted by thickness, and when you put it in your mouth, the fragrance of the cheese, plus the soft taste of the eggs, causes the tongue to be occupied.

The smooth noodle teeth with a thousand slices of puffiness, good quality oil from the crispy bacon, and black pepper through the nose would be a good accent.

I can't swallow it without biting it. But I can't wait for the elf because the taste of the cheese is raging in my mouth the moment I'm chewing.

Eggs and cheese, as well as good quality meat, make the taste mixed and stimulating enough to chew. He chewed as he stared at me, and finally swallowed, and then exhaled with a hot breath.

"~ ~...... Eggs, wow. One day, if I see a bird, I might get a little bit of saliva."

"We have to fill Marie's stomach so she doesn't. It's easy, let me show you how to make it later"

Kokukoku and the girl nod forcefully, and everyone around them eats.

Unaccustomed Eve rinses like a ramen and stops moving perfectly along the way.

I cut the noodles puffy, have stunned eyes every time I chew them, and shake my spine animally burly. The trick is somewhere dark elf-like, something that gives you a wild taste.

Is it the state of what is commonly called "cheeks falling" where a fork is placed and cheeks are held together with both hands?

Apparently, the saliva was not secreted in time. The mouth overflows with lots of saliva for a fine flavor, with thick cheese and eggs.

When you and I finally swallowed her, she had a blissful look on her face.

"Ha, yummy, how dare you! I mean, it sucks...... ah, I think I'm losing my back!

If I was laughing that way over, I'd really rub my hips off. Apparently, he also had enough saliva to hold his hips with one hand and show his busy eating pasta with one hand.

Thanks also to a good amount of oil, the beer passes through the throat again with pleasure.

Drink, eat, and finally bring the daytime theme park to the topic, and the place will slowly flourish.

I spent only half a day with her, but it's strange to let the conversation bounce like a common topic, and if I had a meal with it, I would have been an old friend.

Nevertheless, neither the Elves nor the Dark Elves are so strong in alcohol that they stick their bums out of their chairs. The way it's time to peek into your stomach is cute, like some sisters. The satisfying sigh of fussy looks just like it.

"Ahhh..., Japan sucks. I don't want to go back over there."

"Eh, I don't like this world, I'm going to play in my dreams. You see, there's a lot of adventure to be had over there."

I've been given a painful look from the women.

I hear Mr. Elf will defend me, though. She, um, looked up at the ceiling before letting her lips open.

"Well, I guess I like the world of dreams, too. Though it's only recently that I've come to think it's fun."

"Right. I'm bored, too, but it's fun to grow lumps and watch them."

That's right, and they smile.

I somehow understand why you laugh like that. Because in both worlds, dragons and elves enjoyed themselves and looked to things they were not concerned about, such as the hustle and bustle around them.

There was something in Uridora's words that I thought was a pin.

That's why I showed a bare gesture that made me want to confront a man as different as level 60, Zarish.

"Does that mean he has what grows me?

"Heh, heh, that depends. If you're not interested, I'll turn you into charcoal."

Hey, no way. So much so that my master told me that I could finally be interested too. Deal with Zarish, a man who was even told he was a brave candidate.

I thought this kind of conversation would take Eve to eat, too. But as she turned her gaze sideways to the quiet, she was facing the ceiling with her hands flat open. Maybe he's looking at the ring without it now.

"... I had a ring before and I couldn't, but I can tell you now. I want to play Zarish. Because now we're crossing a very dangerous bridge, and no one can stop us anymore."

Before I got to the house, I took the suggestion and Eve finally gave me the answer.

That means betraying my ex-husband, Zarish, and joining this faction. It would be a sign of readiness not to "like" him in the earlier words.

I'm also concerned about what she calls a "dangerous bridge," but before that, we applauded and decided to welcome Eve.

"Yah, you're embarrassed. I've never been to a welcome party before."

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. Even I think Eve is already a friend. Let's work together and crush that disgusting man."

They gave him a grin and a beautiful grin, and Eve only let him pull his cheeks. Can you still empathize with the part that seems "disgusting," the objection seems to have swallowed.

Uridora leans her glass and sends her gaze this way.

"Hmm, if you don't take your life, the difficulty will increase. Is there anything you can do about it?

Well, I thought they'd ask.

I think it might be quicker than telling it by mouth, and I give everyone what I was renting on my way home. It fits in a square plastic case, which is the DVD of the movie.

Although I can only read the title because it's a DVD, I saw that ominous letter and now Marie and Uridra pulled it on my cheek.

Now, when we decide on the operation, shall we begin?

Nobody can praise you for killing a brave candidate (Giant Killing).