Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

When it comes to Chinese restaurants for dinner, it's busy surrounded by the voices of people who enjoy eating.

Delicious meat and delicious sake. Because of that combination, there's laughter coming from everywhere. Maybe the same reason for a noisy meal in real China.

Slightly dim, with lights on every table.

Was it also Asian exotic to the cluttered atmosphere, and the elf looked at it with a little intrigue.

"What, you were both in the same school?

"Yes, Toru used to look good, too. When I was in junior high school, I was a class committee member, and I've had a good time taking care of it since then."

"... Kaoruko, you think there's no shadow left now?

In the private room that was once divided, there was a husband and wife besides me and Mariabelle, who enjoyed telling me about old events and so on.

After such a time, the food is finally brought to our seats.

The red table was served with stir-fried rice and mahjong tofu, and the elf's eyes were opened to stir-fried rice with eggs by the way.

"Wow, this is going to make me hungry! I had ordered a lot, so I thought it was a very small one."

"There is something very luxurious about China, and I think you'll soon find out why. Including the meaning of this spinning table."

With that said, I turn the round table a little.

The girl also seems to think about the meaning of the word, but her appetite wins much more than that. Immediately the light purple eyes moved to the crab anchovy stir-fried rice, deprived of interest by the delicious fragrance that seemed to drift with the hot air.

This one has a strong yellow flavour because it uses eggs, and the target audience is mahjong tofu. There is a strong contrast difference between white and red, and I think it looks "spicy" because I see it. However, the combination of yellow, red, and green green vegetables that adorn the table really appetizes Chinese cuisine.

Naturally, the elf's throat snarled.

"Yeah already, I'll definitely gain weight this fall. It's okay, you just have to watch your meal tomorrow, and if you don't mind tonight, it's rude."

"... Yes, use this renge. It's gonna be hot, so you're gonna have to eat slowly."

It's too late to be careful not to eat too much now. I swallow words and support meals instead.

And I'll probably go to the ramen shop tomorrow, so it's only the day after tomorrow that I'll be careful with my meals.

First of all, Akake stir-fried rice was dull with renge, and the puffiness girl cheeked. Then the stir-fried rice and amulet on the egg are involved, and immediately the aroma of crabs tickles the nasal cavity.

The crisp stir-fried rice is also delicious, but I think the flavor will develop more depth when you combine. This is especially true on a slightly chilly day like today, when mixing single chestnut flour makes it hot.

Even if I enjoy cooking for a long time, I think it's a dish that I can eat while it's hot to the end.

"Ahhh, the rice is melting... Huh!

But even though it has a deep flavor, this is the only thin mouth. That should be it too, this is just rice, the staple foods are bright red hemp lady tofu, dumplings added to the table one after the other, spring rolls, braised horns, etc.

In no time, vision is filled with Chinese cuisine, and Marie's chopsticks seeking staple foods get lost.

Wow, Mariabelle's mouth was opened in the shape of

I think this is the cheating spot for Chinese food. Meat and vegetables that look delicious fill their sights by decorating uneven and red tables.

It's just called the world's three biggest dishes, and the colors and lighting you find delicious not only because of the taste but also because of the way it looks. I use a lot of spices, so it's vicious that even if I don't eat it, I'm invited to a fragrant dish.

This may be particularly true, for example, of the hemp lady tofu Marie is trying to eat right now.

It is a mixture of seasonings with strong flavours and aromas, including Chinese peppers, red peppers, and soy bean board soy sauce. I tried it all, but I was relieved that it was suitable for Japanese people and it wasn't that hard.

But the flavorings that paralyze the billies and tongue are alive and well.

"Mmmm! Whoa, whoa! Tofu, fu!

With each bite, the aromatic seasoning rumbles in your mouth and you put the stir-fried rice in your mouth in search of salvation. Then, the stir-fried rice, which should have been light, wraps up the staple foods with the best kindness.

The chews and chews are overflowing with flavors of flavor and spices, and the chopsticks dance on the table to the condition that the fried rice is not just another, the spiciness is far away, and now the mouth is lonely and the staple food is another...

"Shall I take off my knit because it looks hot? I'll help."

"Oh, thank you, Ichiro. I'm suddenly sweating... I don't think I needed a jacket."

Gu, and when you take off your bright knit, it turns into a shirt with a collar, and a long, chocolate-colored skirt.

Her cheeks turned red due to her original skin being white, and sweat emerged from her neck muscles from her face.

The way you sweat while your eyes shine is somewhere healthy and pleasant to watch. When I offer Marie a handkerchief to taste, she brings her face very close to me, so I'll wipe it just like that.

"Thank you. The spices are so strong that I get pounded out of my stomach. Chinese food tastes interesting."

Yes, Marie drinks Chinese tea while praising the food.

Slightly neat tea will drain away excess oil from your throat and the next one will keep you entertained with fresh flavors.

"Maybe Chinese food handles oil well. Fried or baked, it feels like we're doing research to make meat the best we can eat."

When I mouth dumplings and the like, the oil of the pig, plus the moisture of the vegetables, swells up and occupies my mouth. Shaky eight treasure dishes convey freshness and enjoy the fragrance of sesame oil that lingers later.

Kaoruko, who was watching how it went, called out after drinking his tea.

"Marie, unlike what you look like, you can be so puckered. It's also delicious to simmer in this corner, because I use skinned rose meat."

"Wow! That looks delicious, I'll have it!

Light purple eyes shine for such a recommendation.

The braised horns with dark eye sags look like they want to "eat" anyway, as you can tell by the dull lighted fat.

But in a position beyond the reach of the girl, the time has finally come to teach her what the table means.

"We use tables at times like this. See, if you turn it like this..."

"What, that's the thing!? I don't lay around enough. But I wouldn't be surprised if this were the case."

That, I thought you'd be very surprised.

When I asked her why, the girl answered me as she took the pork braised in chopsticks.

"If I had eaten in old China, I would have taken it as soon as I turned the table. Ahem."

The answer to the elf, and Shao Xingliquor combined, caused a laugh at our table. Even in the store, which I thought was noisy until earlier, I was not concerned because I had joined them at some point.

"Whoa, whoa, that smells different than what I ate before! I wonder what this aromatic braised horn is."

The melting fat, the melting horn in the mouth and the melting fat is the authentic flavour of the Shao Xing liquor that is now in the mouth, along with the octagon, grained pepper, etc.

Especially this skinned rose meat is good. The fat is sweet, and the flavor is overflowing from the skin, so I can't wait.

No, it's really cheating, what about China?

Even if I knew I was going to get fat like this, I wouldn't be able to stop eating it. That's a treat, and it also means you should enjoy it without hesitation.

I lost so much, I inflated my stomach to a pound, and Mr. Elf, who looked painful, could.

"Also, I did it... nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"The almond tofu after dinner is delicious again."

Stop it, please! And I was shouted, but Mr. Elf had a delicious peppery.

Flirting and Mariabel took their seats and Kaoruko pulled her hand and headed to the bathroom. To me looking at you worried that you would be okay, Toru glances at me and closes his face.

Maybe this is what you called me here today. He had eyes that gave him a hunch.

"Kitase, I told you when you came, there are many foreigners living in Gangdong District. But that's mostly Asians like China and South Korea, and you know there's hardly any Westerners like Mariabelle?

"... I certainly don't see much, except for tourists"

Ask the clerk to replace the sake, and Toru will pour me what's left of it. Though I appreciate it, my heart starts pounding as hard as I can.

Because it was the first time I had been prying about Marie.

"So I think it's a good thing that she learned beautiful Japanese. Kitase, did you teach well or did you want to have a conversation with me?"

"You're a smart kid from the beginning. I mean, what are you trying to say?

"This is my guess, but she doesn't have a nationality, does she? Japanese Nationality"

Stir up Shao Xing liquor to hide the swinging heart.

The sweetness of the tung and the flavor that lingers after washes away the dish earlier. He grinned but left some serious emotions in his eyes.

"Seven months is too long for a homestay, and I haven't even been to school. And normally, you don't choose apartments where one person of the opposite sex lives."

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"I just hope you don't get me wrong, Kaoruko and I are getting along, and I want to help you... I'm probably too curious rather than..."

The grin and he laughed, realizing it was as if he had no hostility, and my shoulder strength fell out. It was time to exhale, which had accumulated in my chest, and wait for the next word.

"There are a lot of people without citizenship right now, especially these days, and they continue to increase due to refugee noise. That's what's becoming commonplace. I don't know, but I think your reasons are close to that. It doesn't mean she's a refugee. So I guess the story of relatives is frowning."

Well, what is it?

Tell the facts, to some extent, or should we avoid them?

If you choose the former, you might be able to help. But I want to avoid teaching you about the world of dreams.

If he breaks up the conversation, he might keep an eye on it as it is now. But I just put the problem ahead of me, and eventually the day will come when I'll have to act.

It is difficult to make an immediate decision. But you'd better avoid lying to him. Because a good neighbor turns into someone else to ignore.

Tomorrow is my day off, so he calls out kindly to hang out as much as he wants. There was no malice in that word, and that's why I kept worrying about it for a long time.

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In the end, Marie and Kaoruko decided to go home first.

"It's nothing," I told Marie, who seems worried about something, but I have to explain it properly when I get home.

I had the leftovers packed in the favor of the clerk, so I'm sure the preteen rotten Uridora would be eating deliciously by now. With a bump and saying something.

The rest of us changed shops and spent a long time in the Gangdong District at night.

I think I'm walking down an alley late at night wondering what a thousand bird's feet are. My head is shaking and I think I'm going to spit it out now.

I had never been more drunk, and his face walking next door was bright red.

"You're lying, you guys are still just holding hands and kissing!

"Oh, don't say it out loud. Because it's close to a crime..."

He seems to be more drunk, in a position to lend his shoulders and desperately support him. The alley was dark and all the shops were already closed and idle.

Ha, and sigh into the sky and thank God for the rain that stopped at some point.

After all, I couldn't make a big deal out of it since then.

Sometimes I don't have the courage, but I can't tell you that I'm an elf, a resident of the dream world, and that I'm over 100 years old.

At best, I could only speak of the fact that I do not have Japanese nationality.

But there seems to be hope.

If you have the ability to live in Japan without difficulty, could you possibly be approved? To Marie, who learned Japanese, she said, "Good!" And that was what he had contained in his breasts.

- I knew you weren't a bad person, Thoroughness.

Looking at his side with that in mind, he tried to close his eyes and I panicked.

"You can't sleep, Toru! The apartment is still ahead of us!

"Ngu... Kitase, come on, let me borrow your shoulder. What is it, it makes you sleepy, doesn't it? My head snaps. Ugh, I want a futon. No..."

Wow, I'm drunk!

His head shakes for a long time as he tries to support him again in a fat way. And when I realized it, I was hit in the head with all my thoughts, Keen! was attacked by a tinnitus that

This was a mistake of hatred.

After an in-depth reflection, I've had nothing to drink outside since this day.

But this night, we let each other hold our legs in the alley, and he goes into his dreams, and I faint...

I was in the Japanese room when I realized. [M]

I open my eyes slightly and look up at the wooden ceiling.

"............ what?

Surprisingly, that's not my voice.

The man next door, awake with a muck, leaks such a grunting voice with his torso dew.

At the same time, my heart starts to make a fuss.

No way, I want it to be a joke.

There's no way, it would be very bad if something like that happened!

I slowly turn my gaze to the side, hoping it was a dream. Then there was a tight-bodied boy with no obese "hi" lettering.

Serious faces like honor students, eyebrows that seem strong in will. He stares down at his body...

What is it, this?

Who are you?

Never before have I been in more chaos. [M]