Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Wow, and the woman who leaked her absences, her name is Shirley. Even if you rub your sleeping clothes and look pompous, you can actually be a great candidate for the goddess.

She has existed since her ancient days and lived in incredible power as she protected the forests and animals.

It is the power of circulating the souls of the dead.

The souls falling to the bottom of Nara would have been delighted to have their hands drawn from her. Because it changes shape to a better world, a world to be.

But in such a peaceful time, it broke apart.

The blow of swallowing the Demon King turned even her ruling paradise into ashes.

Since then, Shirley's soul has been connected to the ancient labyrinth and not even allowed to be willing by the curse.

Shirley feels it's like a terrible storm.

Close your eyes, and the goose and wind keep ringing in the back of your head even if you hold your ears. We'll just have to hang on to the futon and wait for it to pass.

I don't like it anymore.

I want to disappear.

Why did you make it just a life-scattering existence?

Yeah, if you were crying like a kid...

"Morning, Shirley. You have a sleeping habit."

- That day, that time, suddenly he showed up.

I remember him showing a soft grin he didn't think was hostile and just putting his sword away. I can always vividly remember that face, which is very reassuring.

I was surprised to be relieved of the curse lightly, even though it was supposed to have been drunk by the intent to kill.

I was surprised that I had touched it with that hand, even though it would look horrible.

And won't we be friends? and asked with a lot of humor, Yikes! And I was surprised at myself for trying to snort forcefully.

It's just amazing, and I don't even realize I'm going to get what I once was.

I remember all those fearful storms passing abruptly and pompous. To the waking blue sky, it seemed like I had been spotted.

"I wonder if he's still asleep. Right, shall we make some tea? I'm glad you like Alirai's tea leaves because they should still be there."

So when you peek in like this unintentionally, your cheeks get hot all at once. groans and makes me unable to breathe properly.

Sometimes people know each other, but he feels something's different. I still don't know who that is, but it makes my chest sound like a cowardly little animal.

What the hell is this?

He wears a futon from his head and wants to pat his legs while he's wearing it.

Turning his body to run away, he unexpectedly realizes there was another person there. She looked not sure if she was grumpy enough to ruin her attractive complexion.

"... I'm staying here too - Something important distracted me, and I think I forgot. It's sad."

Surprise, hiaaah! And I screamed thoughtfully.

This is the first time I think I've been helped by not being able to speak up.

Then I remember the words earlier and realize I'm jumping more than I thought I'd try to touch my hair. Ahhh, now I realize my cheeks are dyed by shame.

Why not?

I can't wait to see today.

Is it because Kitase and Uridora will guide you through Japan?

There are too many things I don't know or don't, and I'm just going to come in a little bit.

I enjoyed it too much and the drowsiness just disappeared.

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I have tea and sweet treats on the table, with a little hot air. Beyond it was Shirley with a steaming towel on her head, and for some reason she sat shy and proper.

Looking sideways, Uridora with glasses is turning the newspaper. The eyes pointed at this one said, "Never mind," so... never mind. Talk to Shirley.

"I'm putting you up to it because your sleeping habits will be fixed soon. Shirley just got her body, and I guess she doesn't know much about that."

Pinch the towel with your fingers and nod tiny and tight.

What a strange story, but until just a moment ago she was a proper ghost - no, the expression is strange - and she was also allowed to approach humans anyway.

I used to be translucent when I distracted myself, and Phew and the sky were flying. If I couldn't see my legs or wear a triangular cloth with that, it would have been a total haunting.

When I put my mouth on the zuzu and the tea, I look a little. The sweet confectionery and the smell of tea are fresh for her. Curiosity prevailed over embarrassment, pointing a slightly blue sky eye at the room.

It's Mr. Elf's favorite picture books, small storage, cardboard sent from the Aomori countryside, etc. that are all over the place.

It used to be a cancer room, but it has a lot more sense of life than then.

"Well, do you remember why I invited Shirley today?

Of course, she turned her glossy lips into a laugh, as she replied.

Yes, it's Mariabelle's birthday tomorrow, so I want to use today to prepare gifts and dishes for you. I'm sure in the other world, the girl would be soggy.

Yeah, I can see it. She's over a hundred, so I don't really know anything about a birthday. Apparently the Elves are prone to lose sight of their longevity or even their age on their birthday.

So I have a great ambition to use this as an event.

How many more days and counting fingers would be adorable.

"We forget birthdays and so on. Then we'll take a ride and enjoy every Mariabelle celebration."

The woman beside her smiles. Of course you're welcome, but don't forget that you have my birthday, okay?

We all stretched out our arms and started our project.

Shirley reveals herself by opening the doors from the

When they picked out clothes that were placed in closets and such, they decided on a combination of black wimps with a wide hem, and stockings to the thighs.

Sleek arms wrapped around long sleeves, what do you say? and I can lean my little neck in shame. Of course there's no man here who doesn't snort.

"Yeah, you look great. Shirley is classy and her hair is bright, so the impression of her clothes is like - so why close the door!?

I can't hear any more... With that look I said, the washroom door was closed when the soot. Is that it?

I didn't know, but Shirley nodded and said she was fanning her cheeks. The troubled eyes were blue sky, and when I looked back, I approached the lavatory mirror.

Eyebrows of the same color as hair are well groomed and blink with long lashes. Is it because of the look on your face a little while ago and the fact that you think it's different somewhere?

For a long time, I hid this face with a mask.

So without that one, I get in trouble sometimes. I'm embarrassed to death when I'm seen standing still... but I also want to be seen just a little bit.

And when I turned my gaze a little further down, I realized that at some point my lips were in a shape that seemed to be in a good mood, and I was going to rub it with my fingertips anyway.

I didn't even notice it myself, but he seems very excited about the day we can spend together.

Birthdays can be amazingly nice. With that in mind Shirley flips herself and quietly opens the earlier door.

When I was wrapped in the brightness of the morning sun and went to Kitase to apologize, my lips were completely back to their original shape.