Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

It may be the same in every house, but our mornings often run news and weather forecasts.

As I finish breakfast and clean up the dishes, I notice that the windows are rattling if it's also the wind.

Staring at the TV is Mariabel of the Elves, who seems to be holding him on the back of his chair and pinning his long ear to the announcer's voice. Standing next to him, he looked up from his big, pale purple eyes.

"Hey, it's kind of like the weather's tough today."

"Oh, will I be here already in the afternoon? That was faster than forecast."

Did our conversation come to an ear, the brunette closes the newspaper with a clasp? Maybe he liked the fact that he was wearing glasses these days. My eyesight would be fine.

"Hmm, is it called Typhoo? Hey, it's a rainy country, but an island country near the sea has no choice."

Any channel has typhoon information.

About 30% of the screen is divided into typhoon information, a large typhoon! Kanto, direct fire! Watch out for the storm! and so on.

Marie, who has no experience of typhoons or anything like that, is frightened as a matter of course. He hugged her all the way to the back of the chair and concentrated on the announcer's voice.

Um, it's the first typhoon in Japan, but I'm worried that I can't stay home. Fortunately, Uridora will be with us today. She's much better than being alone because she's like a dependable sister.

"Hey, I'm telling you to be vigilant. Is Typhoo scared of the weather?

"Japan faces the sea. Warm air often creates large typhoons. Sometimes it's characterized by strong rainstorms and can't stand depending on the region and size."

By the way, we rename it "Typhoon (Typhoon)" on the Japanese side of the Pacific, "Hurricane" on the American side, and "Cyclone" on the Indian Ocean side.

The little girl opened her eyes.

The TV footage is exactly that, reflecting the sight of an umbrella being blown away and the strong wind that the trees are about to root down.

Marie the Firm, but she blues her face.

Well, I don't want to scare you too much, but this time I need to stab the nail so you don't go outside to play during a typhoon because it's huge.

"If you seem to have something to shop for, you should have it done by the morning. Lunch ingredients are in the fridge, but the problem is dinner... well, I'll buy them and go home."

"Wow, okay. You read a lot of books at home. And watch out for Hiroshiro. I'll call you if anything happens?

Whoa, you're worried about me.

Well, I'm used to typhoons, and I'm not worried because I just need to get a little wet. The girl narrowed her eyes as she stroked her further hair in the sense of gratitude.

When I put on my suit like that, I heard you say it and I went to the office.

You're worried. I wonder if it's all right. I'll have to contact you later to see if there's a problem.

I walked out of the wind somewhat strong, feeling restless like that.

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Uridra is used to something called weather change.

Is it right to say that as someone who has lived long enough, he fully understands what is called the power of nature? I've just seen a lot of sights of people and beasts losing their lives, and I understand how to deal with them.

From that look in her eyes, the condo in Gangdong District is safe.

The water cure in the area has been more than adequate, and even if something flies in a gust, this height will not lead to damage first.

But the elves sitting at the table are softly restless.

The time is only ten o'clock and not so much time has passed since I started reading the book. But I just look out the window, and the page doesn't seem to go very far.

The Elf Forest, a girl's native, is said to be a mystical space. The Elves are protected by the protection of spirits and fairies, and the Elves are promised more peace than human beings by empowering them.

In that case, Marie, still a young category among the elves, is naturally not used to major weather changes.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and I don't know how far the clouds will thicken, which will induce elf anxiety again.

Uridora decided to close the travel magazine in the Izu region and talk to the girl.

"It seems that a country called Japan is prepared for earthquakes and water healing. This building looks sturdy, and there's nothing wrong with it first."

"Yeah, I guess so... I'm thrilled I don't know how much rain storm it's going to be. I can't stand still."

Hmm, Uridora thinks.

Typhoons seem to come frequently, and the girl also understands that she can't help but be too scared. But the species that live closely with the Spirit cannot be calmed unless they understand it with five senses.

Then it might be better to take him outside. Otherwise, it becomes an elf who thinks unconditionally, "Scary things are scary".

By and large, Ichiro (Kazuhiro) was only overprotective... and Uridora exhaled in a frightened breath.

"Then why don't you get me and Typhoon ready? Well, for example, what about buying dinner ingredients?

"No, because... because he's buying it and going home..."

"Hmm, in my opinion, Ichiro (Kazuhiro) probably returns late in this weather. I hear Densha is so vulnerable to rainstorms."

In that one word the girl hacked her face and stopped reading the novel.

I seem to think that Hiroshima could be more dangerous than me, etc.

Speaking to the little elf in fear, regretting inadvertently giving his name.

"What, if you leave early, you can turn the excess ingredients tomorrow. I'm with you, so there's no danger."

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I blink and the girl thinks.

The Magic Dragon Uridra survey is a good hit and so far there have been no out-of-the-box attempts. Then she thought we should go shopping before the typhoon arrives, etc.

I keep my wallet at home for what if. Looking up at the wall clock, and remembering what he said: "If you have shopping, it's till the morning".

The girl snorted, frightened by the gizzard, gizzard, and ringing window.

Okay, easy to move, three-quarter length pants, and when I put the rain on it, Marie closed the front door key. It's a ready outfit, but my partner's outfit is a combination of hot pants and shirts, much the same as usual.

"Uridra, you're watching Typhoon sweetly, aren't you? We're going to have a strong wind, and they might even fly us to the roof?

Even though it's a tone that makes sense, I can tell that I'm worried about my light-purple eyes, holding my shirt all the time. That's why it cutely shows up in Uridora's eyes.

"What are you laughing at? Hey, don't stroke your head."

"Phew, phew, my body moved on its own. Look, don't worry. I have an umbrella."

Good, then the girl turns away and reaches into a space of nothing. Apparently in his usual habit, he tried to hold Kitase's hand.

Uridora squeezes that hand before she can show her lonely face. Marie tried to say something too, but she disappeared as she gripped it. I've also gripped the girl back in the sense of ok.

"Fine, then let's go. First you have to press the elevator switch."

"Ugh, I want to push too. Japanese buttons are comfortable to push for some reason. Look, besides the glow, right?

While we were having that conversation, Marie was just starting to feel fun.

There is humidity in the roaring wind at all, and as he descends the elevator, the elf turns his nose toward the dark sky. I smelled it and noticed that there were signs of rain right there.

"Let's hurry, it's a long way off."

The kind of wind that pushes your back. A patchy, ringing rain.

Looking up at the dark sky, the two started walking towards the supermarket.

"Wow, the river is so high... I wonder if it's already down on the river."

"Hmm, it's more powerful than usual. But it's a big cure."

When we moved from the street of the dwelling to the riverbed, how could the river be ringing? Unlike the usual peaceful sights, if you let your legs slip, it's going to be a big deal.

But a river of momentum is fascinating. Large masses make you feel the marvel of nature and attract both elves and people.

That's when the black clouds shone brighter.

"Ah, now..."

How dare you!

To the ringing thunder, hiccup! and he screams briefly, grinding hard at the hand he was holding. Of course I am used to seeing thunder and other things from childhood. But I've never heard a thunderbolt so thick in a cloud.

Doro, Doro, and focus on the sky, and shine again.

"Yikes!

I hugged Uridora to get in touch, and as I calmed my mind, I noticed that my surroundings were also changing.

- The wind is getting stronger. The wind pushing the back changes heavily at some point and the smell of rain is much stronger than earlier.

Because of his fear, Elf's leg stops, Uridora conceives, watching as he did. The easiest thing would be to force them to pull their hands off, and get them home early.

But in living in this world, Uridora felt that her thoughts were also changing.

That's why I lean back and peek into the girl's eyes as I think of Kitase's face.

"Hmm, I've heard that typhoons are actually something you can enjoy when you're ready"

"... Ju, ready?

"Well, for example, what about buying sweets and spending time watching the perfect movie for a typhoon?"

The frightened eyes change only the sushi.

I guess you imagine watching a movie with someone and eating something delicious. Even a terrible typhoon now would distract wonder and fear if such an excess were to occur.

"Marie knows the movie better than I do. I'd like to see a noisy story that fits the noisy weather."

"Wow, I get it. And I have a dish I've wanted to try for a long time. I think it'll fit the movie perfectly... shouldn't it be wasted?

No way, and Kitase would shake his head.

When did you do it, while realizing that Yulusa was mixed up in you, Uridora still smiles.

"Heh, heh, that's not something to look forward to. At the corner, you should practice for Kitase and when watching movies. If you do, he'll be happy too."

The wind that roars is still terrible.

But the girl smiles with joy and walks out when she runs through the dragon's hand. He said he was scared to death until earlier, but now it's a joke.

Thus began every typhoon.