Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Maybe a slightly stranger sight than usual.

The open windows have a Japanese-style garden, surrounding Marie, and Uridora and the table.

Shirley was a special guest when she first visited Japan, but now that she's possessed of me, it's a shame she can't show up.

Because I received a paid vacation, today I am visiting a place in Geji-ku that is a tangible cultural property and a yamamoto pavilion.

However, this Japanese tourism may be a little odd because the companions are the inhabitants of the fantasy world, the elves, the magic dragons, and the second tier predominant.

Now, Mariabelle, a half fairy elf, peeks into the squirrel she holds still.

Matcha with a deep green seems to have a scent and color that the girl doesn't know about. He sniffs and puts one little neck on the incredible.

Then apply pale colored lips, including to mouth when creased.

Then I was first surprised by the refreshing bitterness, and then rounded my light purple eyes to the slight sweetness that would come later.

"Huh! The fragrance came through my nose later...... Huh! Ugh, I like this flavor!

He wrinkles between his eyebrows, and the elves get bored.

Even though it's around the saggy tongue, the intense taste of tea leaves may not be very palatable at home. No, I guess that's just me not getting my hands on it, even in the supermarket.

"Matcha is also very popular abroad, of course. Have some Japanese sweets with us."

When she advises, Marie turns her attention to cherry blossom sweets on a small plate. I hold the sweet yangzhi and when I cut it apart when I rinse it, it sucks into my little mouth.

Mm-hmm! and beaten by elegant sweetness, and including matcha as recommended......

"Ugh, classy! The sweetness of the confectionery melts in the rich matcha tea...... Huh!

Elves are sensitive to taste and smell. Matcha tea, which can be enjoyed through the nose as well as sweetness, seems to be quite a luxury product.

The girl sitting next to me whispers to my ear because it's what brings me to my shoulder to fall apart.

"Yes, it goes with sweetness, so it's also popular these days as a dessert. Marie likes ice cream, but hasn't eaten matcha flavor yet?

"What, there is!? No, no, let's buy it later and go home!

You keep your eyes open and you tell me to panic, so I'm gonna blow out.

Um, close. It's close and cute, and I feel happy as far as I'm concerned when I can think of matcha ice cream or rub my head around.

"That's not good, because if you taste something like this, the only tea you can enjoy in the Alirai country will look like it's tasteless."

"I think tea is good for enjoying each flavor. Whoa, I'll have one too."

It conveys Shirley's desire to eat, so he rushes a little. I'd like to enjoy Marie's reaction.

Apply pottery clams to lips and match tea to mouth.

Shirley will enjoy a touch of tongue, intense tea and the round sweetness that will come later, though I can't feel it. The reason I can't move for a while is because of the emotions that tell me it's yummy, yummy.

Matcha, which makes you think it's healthy somewhere, makes the flavor darker as it passes through your throat. Even the exhaled breath smells better, and I just enjoy the tea silently with her.

And if you look out blurry, it's a calm sight in the Japanese-style garden.

I think this is too luxurious, etc. I took a paid vacation and even though I had only a few feelings of hindsight, I'm going to forget about it while I'm enjoying my taste overlooking the garden.

Um, maybe it's good.

I'm going to wake up to a new hobby of having a calm time.

Though I thought this was something older people would enjoy, it's starting to look good this year.

"Ugh, Japanese desserts are extraordinary."

Thinking, for example, Uridora, who sits across the street, also seemed to enjoy the sweetness of white ball-tasting. Keeping the spoon in your mouth, pull the bright lips straight to the side for the sweetness of the crushed beans and the thickening and melting taste.

Although she often eats with tenderness, she prefers to chew slowly when it comes to this kind of sweet dessert. Close your eyes and wrinkles appear on your shapely brows.

And when I opened my mouth, I exhaled more glossy.

For some reason, I think it's a woman who remembers color even with such tricks.

He eats slowly, looking important, and then turns his obsidian eyes here. The white balls I was offered were apparently meant to be "exchanged with you".

Ugh, but this... it's embarrassing to use the spoon as it is.

Nevertheless, I can't help it because Shirley tells me the emotions I want to eat. When I made it a horrible hand, they pulled my shirt from next door.

Though I wondered if she would be angry, Marie would hide her mouth with her fingers just a little shy and look up slightly upward.

"Hey, Ichiro. Well, I was wondering if you could give me a sip when you're done eating."

"Of course I don't mind. Wait a minute."

Eat thoroughly and thoroughly. Then the rustic sweetness spreads to your mouth and you can even enjoy the feeling of moisture... Shirley, not me.

Uridora didn't have to be embarrassed because she was eating my matcha tea and sweets. Well, we're good friends.

"Go ahead, Marie. I guess this goes with matcha too."

"Yeah, but... and... eh"

Yeah? Marie, who received the vessel, froze it.

Looking at what's going on, the girl looks at the spoon and slowly blushes her cheeks.

Because the original skin is white so that it is clear, it is also easy to see if it will turn slightly red. And when you look up at this one a few times...... sorry, it feels so sweet to me.

That's funny, it's a relationship between her and her lover, and she's supposed to be mouthing it over and over again.

"Hey, hey, what's up, Mariabelle? Your face looks red, huh?

"Heh, I'm fine...... Huh! It's the same as always, and it's not weird! Look, don't even look at me. Turn around."

Wow, I'm embarrassed.

You look bright red, and you can't stand upside down at Willow Eyebrow and get angry. They followed me underneath, and somehow I decided to slip away and get through the scene.

Besides, I'm getting my chest pounded to Shirley, so it's hard in synergy.

If the sound of kacha, kacha, and tending to hesitate spoons is irresistible......

I wonder what we're doing sweating at each other in the middle of summer.

Under the table, Uridora's legs plunged in with Dosun.

Oh, Mr. Uridora, I wonder why you're so faceless.

Now, I decide to get back on my mind and enjoy the Daejong Romantic Hall.

The main building will feature not only Japanese-style gardens, but even western-style construction.

I was shown the main medulla of the sum, and after a short walk down the hallway, between the full western is waiting. Even when viewed from the outside, it brings back memories of only this corner making the outer wall western.

Everyone peered into the room to the sight of a calm fireplace, a tea patterned sofa surrounding the table, and turned their eyes round.

"Wow, it's a nice, bright room. Is it because there are so many windows?

"Yeah, I'll stay calm. I want to show it to the noblemen who prefer broad, categorical decorations."

A mosaic floor, then a rare white lacquered ceiling, feels the breath of the Dae-jung era.

Everyone is eagerly looking at the Japanese-like construction that favors a small space… but Uridora, and Shirley's gaze seems so unnatural. It was a momentum to observe the area and remember everything from stained glass windows to wall patterns.

Yeah, are we both hiding and plotting something?

Speaking of which, Uridora said she was helping with the second tier... maybe it has something to do with that, or something?

When I think of it as something like that, I can look up from Marie, who was holding me in my arms.

"Hey, wouldn't it seem like you could enjoy reading here? I wasn't interested in furniture, but I actually admire it."

"Oh, I was. I was worried about the couch, too. If Marie likes it, why don't we go to the furniture store soon?"

The girl smiles as the flowers bloom all the time.

I'm sure that's because I saw this kind of space, and because I could imagine real life.

However, the bonuses are limited, so you should also consider the cost of travelling to the sea.

Hmm, speaking of which, it's Monday, and Kaoruko, who lives in the same apartment, is off. I'll get in touch with you later, and I'll go talk to you if it's convenient.

While I was thinking about it, I completely forgot to ask Uridora and Shirley.

Um, and the two of us out there all make stretches.

They look like sisters from my eyes because they have different looks but similar tricks and expressions.

I'm sure Shirley will be joining us here. Even though it's like a different pattern: the Magic Dragon and the Elf, that's how I feel when I see them having fun.

Having enjoyed Yamamoto Pavilion, we decided to greet the clerk and then go outside. After all, the sky awaits the blue sky, something that feels good because it has survived the rainy season.

After the afternoon, the heat soothed a little and we felt a different sobriety than when we came in.

"Mm-hmm, that's neat! Sometimes it's nice to see a different world."

"Uhm, you've got a meaningful sightseeing feeling to it.... but this means that my sense of money is going crazy."

Well, that's what cultural property we protect in the community is all about. It probably means visiting as many times as you like.

Looks like we've been doing some major repairs up until recently, and maybe we're spending all our revenue there.

"So, shall we take one last photo? How many points was Yamamoto Pavilion, both of you?

"Nfu, a hundred dots for only 100 yen!

Oh, I can't believe you can hear Mr. Elf's squandering.

Ha! and Uridora laughed in her stomach at the sluggishness and let Marie and I put her face in the film.

Kufu, and Shirley didn't stop blowing out either, apparently trying to loosen the edge of my mouth.

Everyone seems to have enjoyed a small journey to discover the Japanese flair and gardens.