Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

My daughter with lots of decorations all over her body rings a string.

Jalan, a unique melody reminiscent of the exotic, and her daughter, who was facing each other to shake her throat, produces comfortable music in a sinking evening.

It was a deep, deep, singing voice that made them feel their time. The voice is clear everywhere, but that strikes me in the chest with wonder.

When local liquor is prepared and behaved like everyone else, she narrows her eyes to a nostalgic singing voice. This is a place to entertain and heal visitors to sightseeing. So I like music that reaches out to hurt things and further enhances my joy.

Whether it's a beach damaged by monster raids, that doesn't change.

The carcasses of Calubdis are still left on the horizon in a mountainous form, and visitors to see it endlessly.

I heard later that this was the festival.

Once a year, everyone gathers on the beach. You think you're going to sing, dance, look up at the stars of the night and thank them?

That could still be the same now.

Drinking alcohol, listening to music, falling in love, and saying thank you and blessing to the crusaders. Marie was also overheard for her hospitality to travellers who were different from Izu.

Then he rocks his long white eyelashes and transports the plate to the table as I recall. These tools were brought in by them without saying anything. And ingredients, of course.

The fire burned, and at the same time the music turned to something brighter. This is also something that entertains tourists again, but their joy is overflowing tonight. The worry about the future of monsters is clear, and everyone smiles at us strangers and drinks the same booze and laughs again.

The topic was still about the fight against the monsters, but other than that, there is much admiration for the beauties who have visited from exotic countries. The swimsuit or top hanging is decorated with flowers and complimented as beautiful, beautiful and unforgettable.

That doesn't seem to be the case either, and they eventually laughed a lot when they were in trouble at first.

Even with such a peaceful sight, tonight I'm the cook number. At least I can't leave what I bring in from Japan to others.

Unlike usual, however, it is surrounded by gum and boiled pans, bamboo rice that blows out bubbles, and even mountain-like ingredients that are plugged in.

No, he's round his eyes saying you're busy, but he's lively for Marie to say.

"Yes, fish over there please cook! Marie, I was wondering if you could pay attention to the blowout and keep watching. Plates, please prepare the plates!

A simple cooking area that can't even be called a kitchen is very busy with local residents helping.

The incineration seems to steam what is wrapped in leaves, and the beach begins to smell of hot fruit. A little further away, I have started cooking with oil, and this one really invites my appetite again.

It's like a culinary showdown, but the seasonings I brought in from Japan are specially made. Spicy strong scent tickles the nasal cavity as soon as you crack the object removed from the bag and stir.

Attracted by the smell, the elf girl turned this way. He moves his nose and turns his eyes towards me, enjoying the fragrance. [M]

"I knew this smell was curry. I felt that way from the ingredients I had chosen."

"It's a classic when it comes to outdoor food. Because it's easy and delicious and they eat it until it's empty... oops, I think it's time for the rice to be okay. Can you get help from the people around you and get me out of the fire? Oh, Mr. Zella, it was just fine, please turn the curry over to the person who brought the plate here. Distribute around our team and then go to the locals."

"Seriously, I'm bleeding out and flirting. Besides, if you come with this scent... hey, can I eat first? All right?

When she looked up silently that it would be decided not to, "Oh, whoa," Xela caught her mouth before she realized it was overflowing with force.

I heard bumps and "Why is he only stubborn when cooking" but I don't care. All I care about is flavoring and not wasting ingredients.

Walking along the beach, Dark Elf's daughter waved.

"Hey, Cuz, you're ready for the iron plate too -!

"Hey, thanks Eve. We'll be fine now, so start eating with everyone."

Eve is weaving a brightly colored hoodie as the sun is falling. Its girlfriend is also adorned with flowers as many blessings, and now she looks like a bride. Then in this area, it seems unlikely that Dark Elves will be scorned.

She just seems to enjoy herself, but she doesn't realize she's done a little miracle. What if, even if a dark elf like her were born in this land, it might be fun without being kicked out?

I don't know, but I can't believe what's about to happen.

I have remembered and throw words at Eve as she waves away.

"Oh, I guess I shouldn't drink too much alcohol. Because of this, let's preserve the reputation of Alirai."

I frowned strangely, but, you see, because Izu's night was tough. Women better not drink too much alcohol. Definitely.

I remember the girl's tongue trying to lick me, shaking her head and erasing it from my memory.

Now, when it comes to the ocean, this is also a classic.

Place the oil on the heated iron plate and add the slightly yellow shrunken noodles. I washed it with water earlier, so I don't really need to loosen it up. Then cook until one side has enough scorch on it before turning back.

When the prepared sauce is applied, the scent becomes overflowing, leaving behind the tung and the nose. Finally adding meat and vegetables after that is my usual way of doing it.

"Wow, nice smell. This is a roasted noodle. I remember when I ate with Uridora a long time ago. Speaking of which, I don't know where you've been, but you're supposed to want to eat more than anyone."

He was obsessed with cooking at some point. When I looked next door, I had Marie crouching in, and her eyes turned this way as she rocked her long ears. Lots of flowers adorn my hair and clothes, and I have the impression that I'm getting closer to the fairy tonight.

"I can't even remove the roasted noodles at sea. I don't know why, but if I didn't, I'd have lost it."

The girl smiles gently, illuminated by the flickering lights of the bonfire. Eyes shine like a starry sky, showing deep intelligence and love. It felt so beautiful that it was time to sigh unnoticed.

Then the girl stretches out the wooden dish she had on her chest to this side. The pale colored lips were redder than usual because of the burning fire and were whispered "to me" with a soft voice.

Reply with a cheap dish and add a ready baked noodle when you receive it. The girl somehow hardly receives a plate even though it gives her fluffy steam and smells good cooked meat. As I wondered and circled my eyes, the face of the girl smiling at the prank approached me.

Ugh, I'm touched by soft lips, and I'm about to accidentally drop a plate. My hands were blocked and I was surprised to see a kiss with no escape.

Near enough to darken her surroundings, but the girl stares unclosedly at her eyes that resemble those purple crystals (amethysts).

She slowly moved away, and at some point the plate was in her hands as well.

"Kazuhiro, finish handing out quickly and get around with me. I can't wait to get hungry because I smell good from all over. And..."

The eyes begin to shake left and right, suddenly turning to a meticulous look. Girls tend to change their expression when they twirl, and I stare at her. It's like a beautiful gem, I want to take it in my hand and love it carefully.

Not only that look, but her words were another hard word to predict.

I'm sorry.

"What? No, of course I want you to eat a lot. Don't apologize..."

I was surprised at the words of apology, but Uh-huh. Marie shakes the first time. The girl doesn't mean meals, she wants to apologize for something else.

"I'm sorry about last night, when I fell asleep in Izu, I kissed you a lot. No, we have to hold off on alcohol a little longer. But I was very happy. See, you smell so sweet, don't you? That's why I want to be close."

That said, he gave me a very beautiful smile that left me with shame.

Peek into your pearl-like teeth and feel bright as if you were surrounded by dazzling (eyelid) sunlight. My heart rattled at me, and I felt like an arrow was standing.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, my face is hot.

The girl firmly remembered last night and still didn't shy away from my side. I mean, Marie thinks it's very natural.

And when I can sit next to you, my chest will squeal more than usual.

Soft touching skin, and sweet aromas from her make me doggy without age.

"I just want it from you, because sometimes it's good. Otherwise, they'll think you're a tough kid, right?

My shoulders will always lose strength in the tea glare that made me squeeze my lips together. And we would quietly leak laughter at each other and lean in just a little deeper.

"Well, I may be bothering you because I'm apparently your wife."

"I'm your wife, too. What a scared and untouched boy's hand, at least in the elves. Oh, speaking of which, you might have been the first to hold hands. Sometimes it's strange that someone who peeks is the target."

Ah, speaking of which, hey, there was a time when they misunderstood it as a peek.

That's all I have to do is curse fate, and now that I'm officially dating you from such a worst encounter, I just have to thank fate in the end. What a complicated mood.

Eventually the music turns into something more lively.

As they singed to the performer, the two daughters began playing music with a taste mixed with treble and bass. It's deep and deep, and it heals with a beautiful singing voice that washes everyone's mind away.

We enjoy a delicious meal, occasional drinks and evenings.

And later in the night, someone's voice sounded.

Everyone's astonishing voice, and the way they pointed, prompted me to gaze, the monster Kalubdis was stained white. Now whilst Shirley thinks...... etc, it sounds like bac, bac, and crack, eventually dissolving into the sea.

Even that seemed to be a good thing for everyone, and even more cheering, and applause echoed around.

Hey, that was a busy night.

It's a tourist destination, so I'm glad it's as bright as this.

Afterwards, I was able to take the shaggy marie to entertain the taste of the fishing village and leave a good memory of dancing with it.

I'm just wondering if you didn't see Uridora in a moment.

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Returning to her personal clothes, Doula turned to the bright beach to get her hair pulled back.

Everyone has a good time there, and I can see it being so peaceful that my cheeks are unexpectedly loose. He who had accompanied him, seeing him like that, called out.

"You can go back, Doula. It was hard during the day, naturally."

"No, I have a personality I don't enjoy when I have something to worry about. And I don't want to make you feel bad about what you're about to tell me."

That look back is somewhat harsh for crusading the monster.

Red hair wobbled in the wind from the sea, but I started walking on the dark beach without worrying about it.

The accompanying person has already finished dressing in private clothes. Swimsuits are open and enjoyable, but it is embarrassing to expose the skin to many. With that in mind, the Master (Master) Pseli follows the same path.

And, for some reason, Doula stopped her legs and called out to the darkness where no one was.

"Uridora, if you're curious, you don't mind if I ask with you."

"Hmm, you can't be distracted. When did you stop being insulted?"

A reply came from a place with no sign at all, and Pseli shook her shoulder a little. It could have scratched her pride too because it was first decent to the doula she spoke to, followed by this.

Because of this, the voice uttered was somewhat harsh.

"I can't believe you're eavesdropping! More than that, Doula, how did you know Uridra was here?

"Ha, that's about it. Long time, pal, in the labyrinth or in the sea. As much as Uridora's personality, I can tell."

Uridora appeared with a face that seemed complicated, such as being noticed by such a degree. He is dressed in a black dress, and the two who welcome him are also familiar.

Well, it just seems like the time has come.

Royalty, and signals transmitted only to some upper classes, are delivered to the bracelet, even in distant lands. Because that is what is important to the nation of Alirai, and what shapes its future, its destiny.

Under the clear starry sky, information from the royal castle was brought to the daughter of the Black Rose clan.

This will establish that the war against the Gedover State will be officially launched.

No one knows what kind of settlement will now be a dispute involving humans and demons, demons, and ancient labyrinths.

Hold tight until your hands are white, and Doula looks up at the starry sky.

Its exhaled breath flowed out into the wind from the sea and disappeared.

- Midsummer Chapter END -