Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

In the kitchen, looking right at the side while cutting vegetables.

There was an elf with white eyelashes, with his lips crouched and cut into the eggplant. Apparently, he's a lot more focused.

The days are longer, and it's still bright out the window. Sleeping den in front of the fan, the black cat yawns big and makes you think it feels peaceful somewhere.

I don't know, is the word nostalgic close?

The sound of cutting vegetables, and having people there as a matter of course, is terribly reassuring. They seem to be giving me something family, something I never got when I was a kid.

When I thought of it that way, I was pulled off my sleeve.

The girl who looks up has serious eyes and shows her chopped eggplant all the way in.

"Oh, you're hanging up well. I wonder if this would spread heat evenly."

"Good. But I don't really like eggplant. Look, it's got a lot of teeth, and you don't really know what it tastes like, do you?

Oh, well. Doesn't Marie know how tasty eggplant is yet?

Then I'll look forward to tonight's vegetable tempura, which I'm sure you'll love, and so on.

"Well, because all the vegetables are good for your health. Speaking of which, I saw students on summer vacation, but do they have that kind of holiday in the Mage's Guild?

When asked so, the girl looks up at the ceiling "hmm".

"Speaking of which, a lot of people are going home in summer and winter. I decided not to go home until I was alone."

"Oh, you said you could take the advanced exam before. What are you gonna do?

The perfect girl's hand stops.

And I'm slowly looking up at this one with my open eyes... that you forgot a little bit?

"Regrettably, I was playing and totally forgot. That's crazy, it was supposed to be my biggest goal until before the scratch."

"Well, there was a labyrinth attack and all that, and I was wondering if he was playing so much"

Well, I went to Kanto's proud theme park, and you didn't just work seriously, I think again.

But a senior magician. What the hell advantages would it have if it passed? When I ask her that, Marie answers as she chops the vegetables.

"When you're advanced, you get all sorts of privileges. First of all, increase the amount of rewards… but I've been getting a lot of rewards lately, and it's not very important."

Hmm, sure. Don't you think it's strange that we're active enough to get white gold coins, and even if we get paid more now?

"All you have to do is browse the library, which is said to be the treasure trove of knowledge. And I can give you a dedicated lab... but the mansion in Alirai is more comfortable and troublesome."

I wonder if I imagined that clouding my face would lock me in a dark lab.

According to Marie's explanation, she apparently expected to enjoy eating and shopping when her salary increased. But when has such greed disappeared... or have I been satisfied while I was in Japan?

For some reason Marie has turned her blue face.

"Oh, my God, I don't care about senior magicians right now."

"Um, as far as I'm concerned, you don't seem to have to force me to qualify. Why don't you take it when you feel like it?

To the words, the girl was relieved of her breasts.

From what I've heard before, they called it the Ice Fairy, etc., in the Mage's Guild. But the look on your face now, is it somewhat of a quiet chairman of the committee?

"Good for you, say so. I thought it would be necessary for you to have no income."

Now my hand stops. [M]

Funny, I'm still seriously playing in my dream world, and I'm not going to get a quorum over there... and Marie hasn't said much wrong about that.

While I was wondering, the vegetables were ready. The temperature of the puddles and oil rises, and I wait now or now for the vegetables to be thrown with clothes on.

Mr. Elf, wearing a triangle scarf, is going to line up right in front of me, the privileged seat, and remember the procedure thoroughly.

"It's easy to be a babe, and tempura is hard. So I don't really make it, but it's a corner, so I want to make it delicious."

"Oh, how hard can it be? Seasoning?"

No, no, it's temperature adjustment.

Easy to fry temperatures vary from vegetable to vegetable, and the temperature difference between clothing and oil is also important. The point is, I can't make a delicious saggy tempura without managing the temperature with chitin.

At last, I put in mayonnaise to keep my clothes from sticking. As a result, the oil does not make the clothes too stiff, which makes it easier to fry sawdust... I feel it.

"Yeah, show me where to fry it for a try"

"Well, here we go. When the temperature is low, add something that's easy to fry, like blue purple su (Uncle Soso)."

Involve chilled clothes and throw them in with cooking chopsticks. The hot oil pan greets Blue Purple Su, shh! and made a petty sound.

Other ingredients include eggplant, pumpkin, sweet potatoes, shiitake, and asparagus.

Every season makes me want to eat something called this vegetable tempura.

If fried in tea, your appetite won't drop even if it's hot, and you can enjoy refreshing flavors that are not habitual. Slight sweetness, plus the teeth would be exceptional.

Lose as much and the blue shrimp finishes fried, leaving a tiny sound and being put on the oil cut.

"Here's the thing, don't miss the right temperature and fry it."

"Um, I think I got a little bit of a grip. Can I help you, too?

Please go ahead and show it in your body, the elves that are completely used to chopsticks throw vegetables.

Care should be taken not to overlap and stick together, and it is quite easy to remove where the smell comes from.

"I'm getting used to the smell of fried too. And then we have to watch the temperature."

"Oh well, the elves feel great, so I wonder if it's easy to grab freshly fried"

I learn about an extraordinarily fast girl, as soon as I tell her that now is a good temperature. And the room was wrapped up in a fluffy, scented smell.

Finish blue-purple su and start frying asparagus.

The black cat that has been waking up must have been caught in its scent. puts pressure on him to "give it a taste" with his fingernails up from behind to his feet.

It hurts, but cats are still cute.

I noticed that the position of the nail contact was slightly weird, and looking back, Uridora was swinging plumply around her butt.

I wonder how much, the appetite of the Magic Dragon.

When he took the freshly fried asparagus, the black cat stepped down to the floor and opened his mouth gently. I'll even eat your bones, you moron. Does that mean?

When I let go of my fingers, Tempura fell straight, and the sneezing cat caught it with his rice cake. The smell of creamy teeth, puffy vegetables spreads all over his mouth, and Uridora gives him a blissful look.

I made a funny squeal, and I rubbed my face to my feet that I would never normally do, and I said, "Please more" and it was sweet.

I thought this was funny, etc., and Marie threw me some compelling words.

"... I'll make you stand in the hallway."

Yes, I'm sorry.

To the ice fairy, we bowed our heads firmly.

Shh, shh!

Mariabelle, and the black cat cheek the tempura of asparagus, the sound of chewing rings.

Sakuri clothes, dusty softness, and sweetness will be the natural flavors of vegetables. When dipped in Tentsuyu, it turns into a pretty good flavor for rice and other things, and the half fairy elves get bored in blue sky pyjamas.

"Hmmm...... Huh!

I thought you were going to say your thoughts on the flavor, he looked much more noticed and remembered the presence of cold beer on the kink. I grabbed the glass and tilted it down to the ground.

This fits again.

Moderate oils, and natural sweetness without habit, do not disturb the beer, but rather appeal to the presence as the best knob.

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"

Oh, you've got a lot to accumulate tonight.

Uridra, with her pink nose, looks up like that. And he put down the glass more and more, and the elf exhaled like he couldn't wait.

"Just a little more of this...... Huh! No, you're gonna make me lose my magician guild charm again."

"What are you talking about? Here, have some eggplant over here."

For some reason, I stare at Marie Hamsling and Eggplant.

Maybe this is what the girl must think. This is a trap, that all those delicate flavored eggplant can't be reborn as much as tempurated.

But the eggplant is actually reborn.

The thick tongue is not the original feeling of the eggplant. The eggplant, which smokes oil and is well fried to the inside, conveys a creamy softness and unique sweetness.

"Ooh ho ho ho"

"What?

I'm not sure if that's how you feel about flavor or laughter. Marie swallows very much and then turns her red face to this side.

"All right, all right, all right! I knew your soul gall, and Mr. Eggplant passed already, I was wrong to hate you!

Tilt a beer with a ghoul while complaining wow. The elf exhaled as if this was another look of bliss.

"The eggplant is delicious even with fried vegetables. It's easy to suck oil, and if you take it out early, you'll feel like you can lock in the flavor."

Yeah, and the girl drinks a beer and raises an eyebrow to impress.

I was caught by a black cat and poured beer into a small cup for her I forgot about. Oh, because you shouldn't feed or drink to a regular cat if you're wrong.

"Ah, I liked it from the beginning, but I liked Japanese vegetables even more. Wow. I can't wait to eat vegetable tempura."

Some decent eyes seem to be getting hit by alcohol early.

"I wish I could grow it in that world. There are only a few places in the Alirai Country that can be made into a field, and someone else is in charge."

"Well, there's no way there's a land you can conveniently like..."

I wonder why. We look at each other, and quiet times pass. I have a feeling it's going to be refreshing if I recall, like I'm forgetting something.

Me, the elf, and the black cat kept looking up at the ceiling silently.

"... it doesn't feel like I'm going to sneeze."

"Yeah, I know, I'm close to that. Either way, bringing the seed over there... that pumpkin seed can be fried and eaten, and into the ingredients?

"Ugh!

At that time Uridora opened her eyes like a beaver, as she realized something.

To us pompous, I did, and she slammed the table and said, "Be careful! I'm suing you... but we're eating tempura, and we stare at black cats like that silently.

"Oh, get up... is that some kind of thing?

"Wow, cats can stand if you hang in there. You're cute with your hands gooed up by your chest."

Haha, and we've been drinking around and laughing fun. But Uridora said, "Seriously," and she stared at us.

"Aha! Fluffy walking and cute! Hey, hey, let's take a picture, huh?

"Sounds kind of like a haunted pose. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I rode up to my knees with Bo Sun, and he turned to me with glittering eyes. But what does that mean?

"Haunted, haunted..."

"I want to see a horror movie again...... you're not. Speaking of haunts, it reminds me of the second tier."

"You had few spiritual bodies without entities, except Shirley. Wow, I've been wandering my head."

Come on! Come on, let's say the answer! All I'm saying is, the black cat beats me with a meatball. Apparently, they're getting pretty close.

"Shirley, Shirley...... Speaking of which, we were just talking about the field."

"Mm-hmm!!

Damn it, Marie gets up. And the elves and the black cats stare at each other with their glittering eyes... but I'm completely left behind.

"Oh, uh, you got it? I mean, what was it?

"Then let me give you a hint. Here is the pumpkin seed. And one more thing you need?

No, of course it's a field?

I react properly and naturally. Mariabelle looked in as she waved her finger.

"In the second tier, didn't you see that?

"Yeah, a field in the labyrinth? Such an idiot. If it did, I would remember it properly..."

Wait, what did I do on the second level?

I became friends with Shirley, and then what did you do?

In her controlled hall, take the fishing rod to play......

"Ah! Second level hall! There was something similar to the river and the sun, but no way..."

"No way. It looks like the land was fat, and maybe we'll plant some Japanese vegetables."

Oh, my God!

If that's the case, you might be able to do something dreamy in the dream world. Something terrible about growing Japanese vegetables and being able to cook as much as you like.

"Like, there's no risk at all. Then let's see if we can bring in the seeds and try it from there."

"Hehe, I'm a loud elf about the field. To you, a little modern, can you stand it?

They turned me on, but I'm not very tired because it's a dream anyway. And the hard work...... no, I knew it would be enough.

Well, I'm not going to make any money from the beginning, and if it's going to be a small field for us, let's do a lot of hard work.

I drank beer, ate vegetable tempura deliciously, and decided to take a bath in turn.

It's plenty dark outside the window, and the girl and cat talk leak out of the bathroom. Fluffy and ice spirits were drifting through the room as they did their company homework at the table.

"Hi, hard work. I know you'll take care of something this year, but thank you."

Powong and the jellyfish glow pale, as if they were responding "I'll take care of it".

Even if I can't see the two of you, when will my room get busy? That felt very strange.