Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

The mansion had a courtyard and warm sunlight dyed the hallway over the glass.

This building on the second floor relies on the Light Spirit for lighting at night. But it was only a little bit of a pleasure for Mariabel, the half fairy elf, to enjoy the natural light, whether it was in the daytime or behind the mansion.

Smells like wood from all over, and that reminds me of the Elf Forest. This is a comfortable place to live that you've never tasted in a building before.

Mariabelle liked to smell it from a young age.

The smell of leaves, the smell of flowers, the smell of rain. They all sniff comfortably and accidentally. As such, for her, she tends to want to decide by smell what she likes or dislikes.

Sometimes the North Se tells me it's a smell fetish, but I want to believe it's different...

I think the same goes for this courtyard. When I open the window, it entertains me with a fragrance as sober as herbs. A particular favorite is to put water up in the bucket and transport it here and enjoy a relaxing foot bath.

It's a good idea to keep the wind intact because you can store the windows like rain doors. The scent of rainy grass trees accepted that it would fly to stress with the wind blowing through. I feel calm like I took a walk, and I feel motivated to study again.

It would be nice to have tea and dough there.

Mm-hmm. It's very luxurious to make such a noise and enjoy the rustic sweetness and tea flavour of "Koshi" filling. Then out of nowhere came Uridora, Dark Elves, etc., and now I can enjoy a conversation with everyone.

That's how Elf remembered how to spend some ancient Japanese-like time.

I used to say it was a book bug all the time and that it was stuck in the library the day it came and the day it came. The strange thing, I think, is that I have acquired a lot more knowledge than I did then.

The Magic Dragon has taught me ancient magic that should have been lost and has chosen what was in Mariabel's righteousness.

Aja and others in the Alirai Nation are being given worthy proprietary magic: area mapping (auto-mapping), which is no longer indispensable for labyrinth exploration, and sharing positions between allies.

Even more skilled tower watchers (Prison Keepers) can monitor enemy location and level.

Given the rarity, you can probably eat and go for life with just those sorceries.

There are many things you can get in Japan that you just have fun with.

Everything around him was sensible and full of surprises for the elves who had been captured by old customs. That's why I was able to learn flexibility such as creating new sorceries.

It's a great place to see, it could be like sprouting. It receives plenty of sunlight, absorbs water flowing through the ground, and Mariabel grows quickly. The running stream in the name of knowledge will eventually bear fruit.

But options such as serving the country still seemed like an obscure path to her. I've been worried a lot lately about the way I'm going and the way the fruits are going to be brought to fruition so as to unravel the essence of witchcraft.

I'd really like to think slowly when it's quiet to fall asleep, but if I hug you to the North Se, the sound of your heart and breathing will calm you down, and you'll fall asleep in no time.

Of course, the expression may be perfect.

I've always suspected that was magic, but it's just a little bit of a "Marie sleeps well" thing with a slight face. I think it was really insomnia, and I had a friend prescribe me medication, etc.

But there is no change in the desire to transform teaching from a privileged teacher into something meaningful. Perhaps that would be a reward for the master.

"I want to be a teacher someday."

I was crushing that while I was looking at the courtyard.

Oh, and I touch my lips with my fingertips, and my unexpected face is on the glass. Even though I don't remember thinking of such a path, it was only a little surprising that it then leaked out of my mouth.

He said he'd been away from the elf forest and had regrets for a long time, but now he doesn't have them. It was also strange to say that every day was a pleasant life, but it definitely felt like we were moving forward.

Maybe I expected what lies ahead of this road.

Or maybe it was just a whim. For that, the breasts of the half fairy Elves are full of expectations and wrapped in a tingling sensation of skin.

But there's a lot that's not enough to go that way.

There's too much I don't know, and I don't even know which one to start with. But if I made a journey to numerous sites to seek knowledge, I also have a feeling that that young man will surely come with me.

I might just enjoy that a little too much.

Although I am not a child anymore, I have also honestly enjoyed being cared for in a worthwhile way lately. Though I hear that it is the joy of women, I didn't expect the day to come to understand.

But it's not like I don't have any problems at all.

We all know that the last of it is still approaching the land.

Big anxiety and little fear. Mariabelle realizes that the emotions continue to dull deep into her heart without constantly disappearing.

and elves staring into the blurry courtyard were spending such dreams. The elf gained only one more knowledge that a garden full of quiet and movement is something that enriches time with nothing.

Now, the light purple eyes return to intelligence.

The trigger is due to the sight of the little baby still crawling and moving on. Look at each other with big eyes, and then your little lips say, "Well?" I'll call you.

"No. It's not too early for me to be a mom."

He distorts his lips as if they were complicated and then hugs the little one up. Apparently, the other guy is used to it, and soon the kid stuck around.

I turn my hands around my shoulders and tangle my legs tightly. It's soft and warm, and it tickles when it's called "well ma" in your ear.

"Yes, yes, your mother is over there. You said you were going to the West."

Slap him on the back with a pound and hold a body that is shifter and heavier than it looks. It just smells sweet to be called a milk drinker and seems like a normal kid without a small tail and a horn on his forehead.

Gem-like eyes, though a little too cute as a doll.

A short walk down the hallway turns into a tiled Western-style interior. This mansion is based on a Japanese and Western compromise, thus creating a sense of fun by merging each other's personalities.

The kitchen for cooking and some table seats lined up seems to really plan on turning it into a dining room sooner or later. Uridora and the others seem to be up to it for some reason when they say they don't have enough ingredients or the manpower to cook.

"Damn, you're more willing to do business than a bad person. You can take any number of gold and silver treasures you want. Um, where's Uridora?"

When I look around for a moment, I see him doing some work on the wall. It is a combination of low-rise jeans with an easy to move outfit or an edible feeling, plus a Skajan, and it is also youthful to tie black hair left and right.

The elf walks up to you, wondering if she's really a wife with that.

"I wonder who it is at all. What mother is obsessed with homemaking and leaving her baby alone?

"Um, it's not about me because I didn't leave you alone. Shirley protects this area."

The area is probably the whole area of the second tier hall.

Shirley was once a hierarchical owner and I don't know how she is "protected" for the elves, although I think a strip was hers from the start......

"That's not a good way to leave it to people. Almost got caught by a girl with long ears, didn't she?

"Fu, fu, I didn't know you'd deliver me. It's a disciplined manhunt.

I try to take the baby while I say so, but I don't stick around and leave. Apparently, he liked it. He pointed his index finger at me like he said, "Hold it."

When he had no choice but to sit in a nearby chair, Uridora resumed the installation work on the wall. As for this one, however, the anxiety is raised as to whether it is good to relax and make a home.

Yes, the anxiety that keeps tickling is about the invasion of Gedover country that would be after this ancient labyrinth. Even now that we are doing this, the war is approaching momentarily and we do not know what future it will be.

As he hung around his legs like that, he was thrown an unexpected word by Uridra.

"Marie, the baby will be adorable. But if it was meant to be, the child was not allowed to exist. It's my decision to destroy it and restore it to me."

To the words, the girl's pale purple eyes are opened in a circle.

I don't know the meaning of words like extinction, reduction, determination, etc. But it sounded ominous.

Uridora also talks as she installs a black frame on the wall.

"The point is to narrow down the target. Leaves only the best blood and discards others. My dragon's nucleus is more than limited."

Black particles are released from her fingertips and the walls are painted in the same color. Although it is a strange sight, more than that, the elves become concerned about the continuation of the words.

Sitting still and clear her long ears, Uridora opened her lips as she worked.

"But I have broken such a decree. Kids don't squeeze, they grow up with a lot of affection. In this ancient labyrinth, where war is the worst disaster."

Why do you think? My eyes were pointed at me.

I sparingly expose the luminous thighs that my wife does not see, and as I approach, I lift the baby to my arms.

And to the girl who is cramped with answers to questions, the dragon turned her lips into a form of laughter.

"It's my pleasure to see Marie grow. Then it makes sense that I want to raise all my children. I can't wait to grow up. I didn't think all kids would learn to dragonize."

The dragon laughs as he narrows his obsidian eyes.

Seeing the look on her face as the mother, Marie understood. While spending time with elves and humans you never cared about before, the dragon's own values have also changed.

Maybe that's why I thought about living in a land that is often associated with people. Seeking change by touching people, different from the magic guide.

There is only one question that remains. I think so, and they push my fingertips against my mouth when I try to ask questions.

The pranky dragon's eyes seemed to say, "The answer is right in front of you".

Well, the two remaining babies were held by a dark elf dressed in maid clothes. He has a slightly troubled look around him in a costume with rounded shoulders that he arranges.

I picked it up good, but I don't seem to know where the key mother is.

And, the sharp long ear listens to some talk and heads into the hall in a foothold that I don't think holds the baby.

Then there were those who sat down at the table and spoke in incomprehensible Japanese.

More than that, give it a little bit of "moving footage" installed on the wall.

She has also visited Japan, and of course knows the existence of television and so on. But I was surprised that there was the same thing in this world.

No, no, I'm a lot more surprised than that.

The footage shown on LCD TV is a desert area so eye-catching. And isn't there a massive invasion of countless demons?

"Ah, what the hell! Oh, no way it looks like a end, this ancient labyrinth!? Look, you have an oasis!

It's adorable that puffy babes have their eyes rounded, but beyond sight the battlefield widens, and on the table are mountains and served fries. Brilliantly, her eyes look everywhere.

One of those who sat at the table, Kitase, stood up when he looked troubled.

"Hey, you found me. I don't have a choice, why don't we ask Eve to join the secret meeting? But never keep secrets."

"Oh, himi grip too much? Ugh, that sounds super fun! Let me in, too!

Dark Elves reacted to what sounded fun and rushed straight to the table. It's like having a big event.

Nevertheless, this is not something to enjoy movies and cartoons, but a life-threatening special mission (mission) to figure out how to stand around a mighty enemy nation... well, neither seems the same to her.

When I sat down in the chair, there was also a Mariabelle with a baby next door, and the two of them with muddy thoughts gave me a slightly unmistakable grin.