Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Zeewer, Zeewa, the semi voice is echoing around.

It reminds me of the beautiful word "cicada" because I was walking in the strong sun. Forget the summer heat by closing your eyes, clearing your ears, and feeling the sound of the semi as countless rains.

When I was walking to the Japanese-style garden, which is my destination, I tried to come up with such a topic. Then the brunette walking next door often closes her eyes and then turns her confident face like she grabbed something.

"Hmm, I see"

"Oh, you got it, Uridra. I haven't reached that point yet."

Almost the same back length as her, exposing her slender long legs sparingly from her hot pants. Looks like some model, and it's going to catch my eye because I haven't seen him again in a long time.

Shaking her lustrous straight hair, Uridora laughed lusciously.

"Um, I mean, self-hypnosis. Even your senses are deceived by overwriting them with skill. It's just an initial move for me."

Yeah, not at all to reassure you.

I gave up my explanation and smiled back. [M]

Since wind currents such as horns, Japanese fun (toppings) and wasabi are difficult to convey, I want you to actually feel it from now on.

Turn around the corner and you will finally see Yamamoto Pavilion, your destination. The entrance is as large and splendid as a warehouse, and it is called a pine overflowing from a brick wall, and it stands to give a sense of harmony everywhere.

"Ugh, there's no big, Japanese-style gateway to having roof tiles. Is this an aristocratic hall?

"It could be close to that. Uh, I hear this gate builds a traditional martial arts mansion. It was built during the Great Jubilee period of civilization, so it looks like Western architecture is mixed."

Yeah, and everyone looks around intrigued and creeps through the gates. As he entered the shade, the sun softened and breathed into the cool.

It is of course the first time in Japan, although it has visited several noble mansions in the other world.

Well, as soon as we get in, the Japanese-style garden welcomes us.

The loosely drawn curves are planted with mats and twigs and look adorable mowed all round. Ahead you can see the mother house, a blend of sum and ocean reminiscent of the Great Massive Romance.

To a space full of fun where the voice of a cicada named Jiijii also soothed, wow and everyone raised their voices.

"Wow, wow, so many trees growing but the view is calming down!

"Unlike the West, this one uses trees and soil as walls. So I guess the house and the plants can blend in uncomfortably."

The heartbeat of his chest gets stronger when he tells him so.

Shirley, who possesses me, sees the same landscape. And the girl pulls me "fast" and I seem to be holding my chest out again for that soft feeling as well.

Oh well, has she never been drawn from a friend like this without flesh? Concentrate on your fingertips, and Shirley exalts without refusing the dark green scent.

When did the elves pass into harmony shrugged, and with their hands drawn we headed to our mother's house.

Now, there are only famous houses from Dae-jung, and there are things that surprise us everywhere.

A rickshaw is placed on the front door, and between the open tatami layers, there is a stunning painting on the pavilion.

"Ah, Hanakura! Look, look, Uridora, it was blooming when the two of us went to the garden before, wasn't it?

"Oh, this is pretty good stuff. I use purple and white beautifully, but the Japanese seem to prefer unique brushstrokes."

I agree with you on that.

Unlike the flair of the West, it enjoys bright colors. At first glance, it seems to represent the sense of fun (profusion) felt by the Japanese at the time, albeit with a top-heavy brush.

"Something tells me how it feels when you see flowers like this."

"Perhaps impressive paintings will be preferred. Because Japan is such an island country, it has a unique culture, and famous painters abroad have learned so much about techniques."

Well, maybe that's why it's funny.

If the continent had continued, the culture would have disappeared after being occupied by another country.

Unfortunately I can't see it nearby, but would you like me to fit Marie and Uridora's fun pieces into the picture?

When I sounded the shutter properly, for some reason the people around me were also taking pictures because of the combination of traditional Japanese, fairy girls, and brunette beauties.

No, when you look so happy, you feel happy until I do. I'd like to take Shirley with me, but then I have a hard time getting psychic pictures.

Marie, who came back with a light foothold, is entwined by nature in my arms and then looks up with her big eyes.

"Hey, Japanese-style home is nice, but I wonder why it's less. 'Cause you can relax like you came on a trip, right?

"It's because the architectural culture of the West has come in or changed so that many people can live in it, even if it's narrow. It's just that a lot of people say they've been living in ancient homes lately, fixing old houses."

People from abroad may also learn about the charm of sum and live there as it is. When I tell her that, yeah, the girl looks at me like I don't know.

Well, it would be quicker to get into the building and get to know the fun first. With that in mind, I decided to join everyone in the motherhouse.

But we both turn back to the admission fee offered at the reception.

"That's just 100 yen!?

"Loose, like the sleepy face of Ichiro."

Yeah, I mean, I guess I'm a one-coin face.

Remember the feeling of Shirley laughing and showing the menu to everyone without worrying. That, I wonder if I should care more.

"Shall we enjoy our tea looking out at the garden? Tea treats and drinks, I was wondering if you could pick something you like."

Women say they have no eyes for sweet things, but apparently that was true. I put my face closer to the menu and the two of them indulge in the photos.

Yeah, my lover, Mr. Elf, has completely forgotten about the diet.

Kuku pulls his hand, and the girl points to a picture of matcha.

"Hey, what could that green thing be?

"Matcha. It's a sweet cup of tea, and it's characteristic of enjoying the intensity. Why don't you have fun with the Japanese sweets you've worked out?

When I tell her so, she blinks her eyes, steps on the floor several times, and then tells the attendant, "Matcha please". With a fairy face, he didn't think he'd use fluent Japanese, and the other guy seemed a little surprised.

The older woman shook her red face to the left and right, finally returning to the face of customer service.

"Yes, it's matcha. And what about the two of you?

"Yeah, it's full of white balls...... I'm curious. Oh, well, Kazuhiro, why don't you have fun with me?

It was just suggested that it was a name idea, but maybe Uridora will eat almost everything. But from the possessed Shirley, it's hard to be snorted at.

Frequently, I snorted at Shirley for sad reasons.

"Shall I? Then I'd like her and her uncle's matcha tea with white balls."

"Yes, thank you. Please wait in the seat of your choice"

Yes, the clerk looks at me and says, "I got something good to see," and leads me to the back.

Shall we then head to a space built during the Daejong period that overlooks the garden?

Rooms overlooking the garden freeze for a while.

This is what should be called the main medulla of the sum, beyond the hallway, beyond the open glass door, the garden appears.

Greens were planted in front of them, such as round-cut twigs, rounded rocks, and mats to fold across the waterfront.

Low in front, the sight of taller trees growing as we head to the back, and the slightly visible stone lights may represent a harmony between man and nature.

Forget to breathe, too, and the fantasy world girlfriends keep looking at the garden from the hallway.

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"This is brilliant. So it was in the place of relaxation that harmony was created. Hmm, I didn't expect to be noticed for the first time when I got here..."

I don't think it's just today that it's such an over......, etc.

From the possessed Shirley, the freckle of emotion, and the exhilaration pushes on late.

Maybe she's never seen such harmonious greenery before.

Green managed by people can be lonely. But I feel the breath of the plant enough to remember beauty in this sight.

Hey, that's an architecture that's been around since Dae-jung. It makes the amateur think that the worldview weighs differently.

"Shall we sit down and watch slowly? Yeah, it smells good."

The feel of a rough tatami is something I miss somewhere.

I accidentally inhale my breath deeply as I claw at the table. And through the open windows, cold air flows in reminiscent of the waterfront.

Fortunately, few people felt like they had come to the country somewhere thanks to it.

A dark-haired woman clawing across the street opens her mouth with a blurred expression somewhere.

"Um, um, this is good. The good thing about sum is that it's so relaxing."

"It's nice, just looking at it makes me sigh. I forgot the heat."

Marie, with a broken leg, whines somewhere in her dreams.

I also know why they admire it. If I lived in a house like this, even I would dream about what life would be like.

In the morning you will be able to see this view, perhaps changing your expression due to rain, wind, snow, etc. Such a life is in the realm of admiration for the modern man.

The heartbeat is hard to quiet.

What would Shirley look like right now, knowing the new world? I don't want to see her face, who loves and manages nature, for some reason.

"And it's strange. Look, Zella or Mr. Puselli's mansion would be much bigger, wouldn't it? Yet the Japanese-style garden looks richer."

"Hmm, I don't agree with that. I think that garden is set aside for this place to relax. It feels terribly luxurious to me how to handle such a space."

Another extravagant thing seems to have come when we were talking about it, etc. The woman in Japanese clothes, who had the basin in her hand and walked down the corridor, handed out sweets and tea to everyone.

They finally return from their fantasies to the meals placed, and now they are amazed by their colorful confectionery and tea.

No, in the sense of surprise, is that young clerk the same? The Japanese separated girls bow politely and return fluent Japanese if you thank them, so you can't help but open your mouth.

"Ha ha, I'm sorry. If I do, I will."

The young woman with her hair tied behind her back shows an unyielding laugh that appears in the blue sky. Maybe he's a student and he's working part-time on summer vacation.

"Take your time, then. Call me if you need anything."

I hid my mouth in a basin to cover it up, and Marie and I leaked a laugh to her as she walked away with a patter. Oh and when you look youthful, you feel so bright this way...... so you've thought about the smell of old people.

"Mmm, this one's so beautiful green. And the cherry japanese sweets are lovely."

Elf's hand is stretched to matcha tea, which I don't usually see.

And when we realized that the summer heat had turned into emotion, we were beginning to learn how to enjoy harmony.

One thing with Chi, there was a windchime somewhere.