Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Cut the handle and slowly get out of the parking lot onto the street.

Then strangely, the emotion of being scared, scared, is transmitted to my chest. Of course I'm used to driving, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

I mean, it's not me, it's someone who lives with me. Apparently, I'm possessed by a lovely haunt.

"Shirley, you don't have to be scared. It's called a car. It's like a horse in the other world."

"Yes, Ichiro (Kazuhiro) slows down because he's relaxed, and he drives safely enough to yawn. Uh, which one should I put on?"

Um, Marie was screaming at me for the first time, too. I hear you've lost all those memories, and the girl is just trying to figure out which music CD to put on.

They finally finished choosing, and one disc gets sucked in.

The clock shows nine o'clock in the morning, with a beautiful blue sky in the window, and a giraffed sun. The music that started ringing is from a movie I once saw with the girls.

Light drums, and melodies (rhythms) by the piano, make me want to step in unintentionally. However, the car is safe to drive.

"Oh, that's a movie I saw a long time ago. You like it?

"Of course, I'm a fan of that director. Uh, I'm a wizard, too, but I wonder why I can't fly."

Saying so, swelling her cheeks, then the girl leads to the passenger seat.

I thought it was just a joke, but the way you look up at the window with your cheeks on, apparently you mean it. It's a strange thing to say that you can manipulate not only magic but even spirits in the other world, but you can't help but want to fly in the sky.

"Hey, we got a magic stone that can fly in the sky, too."

"Of course, Lun was so good. I just want to try flying in my magic. If you can fly, it'll be fun."

It is the Magic Dragon Uridra who wakes herself up from the back seat to that word and peeks into it.

She had not visited Japan for a long time, so she had an interesting view of Japan, which had just had an authentic summer.

"If you want to fly by magic, I'll teach you. Multiple boundaries to keep pressure from crushing, flying through the sky like a disease."

"Eh, I don't like being so realistic. It feels more fantastic."

Um, I think Marie from the Elves is an area of fantasy (fantasy) enough.

The conversation is light so that it can be followed by bright music, and the laughter of dullness echoes in the car. Apparently Shirley lost the bright vibe, too, and was nowhere to be afraid of cars.

"Well, this is how we spend our time in Japan, and the liveliness won't change much beyond. Of course Shirley's going to enjoy it, so be prepared."

I noticed clear hair dancing fluffy and looked into the back mirror and she was showing up. You're still grabbing my shoulder gently, but that look is bright.

I wonder if the way it snorts means "I'm looking forward to it".

That's why our car busily passes Kinyashicho Station and continues straight down the street. There are a lot of trucks because of the time slot before noon on weekdays, and eating drinks, ice cream, etc. bought at convenience stores along the way, you can see the embankment of the Edo River.

Marie gave me, uh, a soft cream to try... yeah, I knew it wouldn't taste good. Well, let's just say it's good because Shirley, who is possessed, enjoys the taste instead.

That and the "incredibly delicious" emotion coming from the back of my chest, so even I seem to enjoy it.

Apparently when his emotions get high, he goes outside, and when he blurts, he snaps his hands "Mm-hmm!" and pull his mouth together. The two laughed brightly at the childlike tricks.

"Shirley, this is made from cow's milk. If you add sugar and let it cool, you can do it. And his uncle has a cow."

Marie, who is apparently becoming Japanese, proudly teaches her. Ice cream, of course, is what came from the West.

Yeah, I was seen with respect... no, no, I didn't do anything. Is it more connected to "ice cream awesome," "cow's milk awesome," "grandpa who keeps it great," "kazhiho awesome" than that?

Yeah, that's a whole lot more grandpa than that.

"But there are also animals in Shirley Forest, aren't there? Then you can have some milk, too, right?

"Hmm, the forest over there is not contaminated. I might enjoy the flavor, but I'm still trying to avoid killing it."

We open our eyes to the words of Uridora. Marie also looks back from the passenger seat and asks her, a friend and mentor.

"What do you mean, pollution?

"I said so because I don't have the proper Japanese, but if it's good for cosmetics, I would describe it as magic decimation. The ancient demonic world that was once built is crushed, and its remnants cover the world. See, I would have eaten an unbearably stinking meat"

We were struck by the ancient world in an unexpected way.

It's a very interesting story for me, and for Marie, who wants to know the world's logic.

Meet Marie, who blinks properly, and then ask the Magic Dragon.

"I wonder if you could tell me, Uridora. What the hell is that world..."

"Hmm, I don't mind telling you right away, but that's also left in that ancient labyrinth. It would be more enjoyable to examine ancient texts and check them with your mundane eyes."

Yeah, we're weak when they say that.

Mysterious sleeping ancient labyrinth. When we break through it, we can learn the secrets of antiquity. We are allowed to unravel stories that no one in that world knows.

Why was the sleeping ancient labyrinth of the Demon Stone born, all the way underground in that water-smelling oasis? And now, why did you open the gate and start the activity?

The day I first opened the door, I did feel an ancient breath. We don't want to know ancient stories beyond that. I wonder what the hell was going on there in the Age of Demons, in the Age of the Night.

Sending a glance at the girl still motivates her from all over her body. No, I probably have the same look on my face.

The girl's hands felt warm when she was touched by her arms from her tiny hands because of the summer temperatures.

"Hey Ichiro, let's work together to break through the ancient labyrinth"

"Yeah, let's do that. But either way, we would have challenged the labyrinth."

was surprisingly powerful when he joined hands with a wrinkle and a girl.

That's true, because she remembers some proprietary witchcraft and is a woman who teaches magical dragons.

I felt like a reliable partner could never break the labyrinth.

Only one person, Shirley, watching such a sight, somehow remembered her lonely emotions. Even though it's a distance you're likely to reach if you reach for it, it makes it seem like a distant world somewhere.

For that reason, she still can't notice.

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Close the door with the baton and start walking in the parking lot with everyone.

Even though lunch is still far away, the asphalt warmed by sunlight is hot and the pouring UV light seems to sting.

I bought a straw hat that I thought was summery, and an elf in a white piece walks down the road in light footsteps.

"Whoa, whoa. I knew the heat in Japan was humid."

"It's not true. It's hotter in Alirai country, but it's drier over there, so I don't really care."

Uridora, who answers, is still wearing thin, tank tops and hot pants, plus boots to her knees. Sweat is also floating on her skin, shining slightly in the sun.

The temperatures and the sounds of the semi from all over seem like summer scenery. Hearing everyone say it's hot and hot, I go up a slouchy hill. This is a parking lot in the riverbed of the Edo River, where you can enjoy walking and walking dogs right away.

The trees planted everywhere provided shade, and a few more walks saw the relaxed flow of the Edo River on my right. To the glittering appearance of sunlight, the elf girl narrows her pale purple eyes.

"Wow, it's a river. There's a lot of greens around here."

Hmm, the heat is the same, but when you see the waterfront in the distance, you feel cool because of your mind. Is it rare that a maintained land, or Shirley, who is in possession, seems to be shaking his heart with Toktok as well.

"It'll be hot, but if you walk here a little longer, you'll get to your destination."

"Hmm, it would be nice to feel that this heat is summer. You'd better get some more sunshine, not in the underground labyrinth or in your room."

Uridora, who says so, walks stretched to see if even the strong sun feels good. Nevertheless, she also lives underground again and doesn't find it very convincing because she has bright white skin.

That's when Marie, who was looking around, came back and shook my hand as usual. I intertwine with my sweaty fingers just a little bit and walk right out next door with a fit.

The white piece shines in the sun, exposing the hands and feet with clear white skin. The girl's face shined with pleasure as she put her straw hat on and looked up.

"Hey, where are we going?

"Yeah, there are a few Japanese gardens in the neighborhood, but I think I can feel Dae-jung romantic today."

That said, a sign had been placed at the end of the finger informing him of the road called "Yamamoto Pavilion".

I hear that this is a tangible cultural property of Geji-ku and a place that leaves the atmosphere of Dae-jung colorful. Of course, it's my first place to visit, so let's just say I enjoy it with them.

As I walked down the road, I saw an old-fashioned brick wall. The relaxed curves are made to lick outside the grounds, making you feel the size of Yamamoto Pavilion's grounds.

Eventually they saw an interesting entrance reminiscent of the barn, and they cheered.

Would you like to show the inhabitants of the fantasy world the cultural heritage of Japan?

I felt the voice of a semi that was supposed to be hot and painful called Jee somehow turned into a nostalgic tone.