Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

The sun rises and Uridora's eyes move from the novel to the window.

There was a building bigger than anything I'd ever seen there, and she nodded and she put the book down.

He slept gracefully in the back seat of the car, and his time to enjoy the book was over.

"Oh, it's big. What the hell kind of store is this?

Huh, and Shirley round her eyes, too, aligned and looking across the window.

Buildings like this may be the rare feeling for them coming from the fantasy world. You would have felt that all your left-hand sights were filled with buildings, like walls.

It's a modern structure for that, and it's gorgeous with the sale and the drapes of new movies.

I'll hang up the handle instead of replying to the two of you who stick up against the window and look at me. Then he was sucked into a large 3D parking lot and the surrounding area became much darker.

Yes, we're going to play in this mall today and prepare the perfect birthday present for Mr. Elf.

Darkly telling them that this was the destination, they looked back at the window, still with glowing eyes.

"Welcome to the world of shopping malls...... what an exaggeration to say. But I can't answer that question. There are 200 stores here, and I can't tell you in a nutshell what they are."

"Here we go, here we go! I did it! That's not my prospective man! Wow, you're looking forward to it!

Yeah, I wonder if you could stop slapping me on the shoulder thoughtfully because I'm driving. It's smiling that the two of you would be happy to hold hands together if you had to.

Continuing to climb up the 3D parking lot for about five floors and eventually seeing the ocean across the iron fence, the interior of the car was followed by even more gorgeous cheers.

The air around us is somewhere gorgeous because of the weekend.

Rookie idols are performing new songs on the special stage, bringing guests to a boil with a light dance.

We're shooting smartphones all over it, and it's like a festival. But I feel at the bottom of my heart that I didn't have to come here alone. I realize that the roots are rural people from Aomori.

Shirley, who keeps looking around a bit, is not much different from me either. It's always a place with woods and lakes, a woman who lives secluded and quiet.

No, I'm not accusing Aomori of only mountains and seas. Well, I generally agree with that opinion. Oh, you can get so many squid!

"Oh, my God."

I'm about to bump into someone in the front and put my hand on Shirley's wrist and a quiet hips. Her body was much lighter than I thought, and she was able to do it at the soot.

No, but this could have been too much. The blue sky eyes are opened and the lips are busy opening and closing when they say "that one".

This is a little embarrassing, even if you know it.

The way Pooh dyes his cheeks red is very similar to the way flowers bloom. Then she also grips the shirt tightly, because of the uplifted air being sent - it's hard to be close.

"Just fine, keep grabbing the North Se shirt. I can't help but look at it. Look, I'm ashamed of what. I would've always grabbed my shoulder and moved it."

Kokori... Shirley snorts. And her fingertips slowly approached.

The shirt is picked properly so that the scared little bird searches for branches. Looking for a more calming place, hey, move around.

Right here, maybe I thought.

Push that lip against his shoulder and inhale. Then my no-go hand embraced my arm.

What? I look back and her eyes tell her that I'm begging you here... no, yeah, that's closer than I thought. It's coming through to her heartbeat, and I'm just gonna have a little trouble.

But being blinked up with big blue sky eyes and long golden eyelashes is - so cute that you can't look directly at it.

I get so nervous about the temperature that passes through me and how I dye my lukewarm cheeks.

"No, you can't do that - oh, never mind, it's about this one"

To her with the eyes of Hatena, I answered that.

Shirley is a very innocent woman and I think she feels this emotion. So it's probably not a good idea for me to get nervous. It is at times like this that you should treat them bright and well.

"Yeah, we just got lost control, shall we go check out the clothes store first? It's a classic gift. I'm going to ask Shirley to be a model. If you know the atmosphere, all you have to do is pick a size."

"... it's like you're grasping from Mariabelle's three sizes."

Well, it's up to me to know.

We've been together for over six months now.

"I'm not bragging, but when you're about me, you just look at things and you know the score. I have the power to assess how pleased Marie is."

"Don't be so proud of me! And that pose really pisses me off!

Nothing, Uridora didn't read the air, but that disgusting face is nice. Because Shirley couldn't get over it and laughed.

He also loosened his grip and stuck his body together as usual. It's difficult and embarrassing to walk, but the haunting part is that this sense of distance was normal, so I have to get used to it.

And don't worry about Uridora just a little bit.

There are fewer words than usual, and I even suggest that we get closer. It's like we're trying to get along.

Now, do you have any thoughts?

Sending her a glimpse, the Magic Dragon looked at the idol group, which she would not even be interested in.

Shirley looked up at the blowout and was relieved for a while with her fluffy lips open.

It is about the height of the third floor, with glass delivering soft sunlight on the ceiling. It is an open-minded construction that has a large number of people but does not make them feel crowded.

I wonder if you mean to feel Perth. You're so deep, you remind me of art classes by accident.

Escalators and crossing corridors cross there, so bumpers like us open their mouths to Pocan.

"I wonder if it's a little too wide. Look, we're countrymen, right? So we have to be careful not to get lost."

She has lips on my shoulder, so when she talks to me like that, she has big eyes waiting for her. The open eyes still had a beautiful blue sky color, and he snorted in small pieces with a slightly uplifted cheek.

To look at those serious eyes, I think he realized it would be hard if he got lost from this crowd.

Well, Shirley's stuck with me, so I'm fine - more worried than that, it can be Mr. Black Cat looking at signs everywhere and rolling around. She's choosing black clothes today, so she looks like a cat.

"Hmm, well, it's not exactly a change of mind to make the store so dense when it comes to large spaces. Place the store in order not to get tired of the customer's eyes..."

Yeah, it's a mess. I was wondering if you should have left the black cat at home with too much curiosity.

Well, maybe she'll be okay off the hook. Having thought about it, I called out, "I'm coming," and stepped into the clothes store booth.

After a while, the Magic Dragon looked back slowly. And I see Shirley moving up the escalator touching the North Se as she leans in... slightly turning her lips into a laugh. You look like a friend who supports love.

"Hmm, I was worried about you because of your wife, but it's not a good idea. But I can only watch Shirley become a goddess."

If you squeal like that, her legs turn to the coffee shop in sight.

The black wipe bag in my nostalgia was given to me by the Half Fairy Elves one day. When I saw that and had a small grin, I just decided to set up a aisle side table with the best view.

There are conditions for becoming a goddess.

It's about loving people.

Knowing love and making it a definite form in yourself.

Once Uridora had seen the moment God was born in ancient times. I now think that that would have been the moment to move from the "Age of Night" to the "Age of Man".

"God, who knows no love, is no different from the evil god - that is, the devil tribe. People don't seem to know it at the time, but it's the little 'favors' that form the world. It's like a second level hall."

Add plenty of cream and enjoy the bitter aroma of coffee.

Then she takes out the book she had in her nostalgia and opens the page where she is stuck. This was recommended by Mariabelle, who wrote surprisingly well about people-to-people relationships. Now I'm so eager for a new issue.

Since when does the voice of those who eventually go out no longer bother you? It used to sound like noise.

More than that, when did you understand the word love?

She sank herself into the world of creation, thinking neither was so long ago.