Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

The sun sinks slowly. I'm the only one sitting at the table, and somehow I have a black cat in front of me. The kid was stuck in a bowl from his head, and once sounded like he was going to eat deliciously.

I speak to the little cat with a sigh. [M]

"If it's true, they were supposed to enjoy fresh fish dishes in famous stores."

I got a cheek wand, so I resented it. I leaked my voice. The triangular ears moved perfectly, but as usual I didn't even hear this one.

In a darkening living room, I may just look a little lonely spilling bumps and discontent. But I also ask the black cat who stuck his head in the takeaway container.

"You can't take an animal to a diner, can you?

You think it's a nuisance? and the golden eyes finally turned this way. Licking the edge of the container with the za-ri-za-ri.

Of course, I don't understand cat language, but if you look in those eyes, you generally know what you're trying to say. He's the one I've been dealing with for a long time, and this cat has a very discerning emotion in the first place.

Maybe, but he said, "I'm not a demon. Don't do it with their animals, etc.," you want to say. But I put my eyes on the line, and I said, "I knew you weren't lean. Oh, duh!" It's ruined if you're happy. No matter where you look from, you're a prank-loving black cat, and after all, you can't blame the store people.

I'm thirsty. When I see the look, I push out a small dish with water at my fingertips. Then he complained.

"Well, how did you get in the way of your date? Until I hear that answer, I may not be able to talk to you much longer, okay?

Spread ripples in circles with pitch and drink cold water slowly. Then clean your face full of rice grains with your front legs and have one satisfying sprinkle.

The rampant black cat walked over the table without sound and sat right in front of him. I let myself wrap my tail around it, and my eyes looking up are beautiful golden.

"Come to this world, I have learned one thing"

What you hear from the back of your ear is part of the function of communicating (chat), not translating cat language......

With a voice unsuitable for the situation, the cat began to speak quietly. Not bad for the novel from here, but with just a little smell of fish.

I'm sure it's not just a cat. The more I feel so, the more intellect resides in my eyes, and it gleams like glitter and gold.

"Heh, heh, it's not a big deal, it's not a good story to help. I decided to be greedy. He said he wanted to eat what he wanted and decided to persevere if he couldn't."

My cheeks loosen when it comes to words like that. Touching her jaw with this busty cat, she squeaks at and comes just one more step closer. And when I put my meatballed fingers on my hands, they still sounded the quiet voices of the kittens.

"Regardless, that is not praiseworthy. They will say that he is a magical dragon, yet lamentable. But no matter how greedy I was, for some reason I always waited for good results. I should be blamed, but it was all fun if I just looked at the results. Perhaps that will remain the same."

Whenever I whisper a quiet word to the cat, I often stop moving. Something... yes, I felt like I was trying to teach you something very important.

The room is quiet. I can't hear anything from outside at dusk, and only the sound of sniffing from Sung Sung and his little nose sounds.

"What I wanted to say was that greed is never a bad thing. If there's anything you want again, say so. I am not waiting for bad results. This is my guarantee. Then try it out. If you do..."

and at that time there is a sound from the bathroom called katan. Marie rises from the bath and will now wipe her body and hair with a towel. The black cat looks at you the same way, and then he turns his curly, round eyes towards me.

"Bye, Kitase. I don't mind if they say it's weird. All this evening, I'm going to push your back. And it was quite a treat. I can still recognise that lean is the supreme."

Yes, I told her thanks with my eyes on the line, and the black cat's appearance returned to its original form. The only thing left on the table is a round collar, with black gems very similar to her furrows. Touching it at my fingertips, I thought blurry about what the current teachings meant and what I wanted.

Maybe that's what I've been doing for a long time.

There was a girl with proper room lights and light purple eyes round right there. In addition, he is giving hot air and is wearing a bath towel on his shoulder.

My hair is still wet and my lips are more tinted than usual as I carefully begin to wipe them with a towel.

"What's going on? Were you tired of walking and nagging?

"Yeah, maybe he was a little blustered"

I can't tell you I was getting advice from a cat.

The black cat disappeared after ringing the bell with the chimp, but instead the voice of the dragon, always watching over me, flowed in my head.

As always, with the usual aptitude, I get hugged from a girl for nothing. There is a sweet scent of her somewhere, with a luxurious lower back feel under her hands.

It is somewhere strange, luxurious, that we only hear the sound of the wind echoing from the outside.

In the indirect lighting, I feel that this time when I can stare from the girl must be important.

The girlfriend slowly woke herself up from the futon as well.

"Wonder, I kind of can't sleep tonight. My chest hurts from time to time."

"Neither do I. I don't know why."

While I usually enjoy the warmth, my eyelids get heavier on their own. For some reason I can't get my chest beating and I still feel like a child wanting to be awake.

But I can only understand a few reasons for that.

I really liked the dream world and admired the fantasy world of swords and magic. But I guess time with her has become much more important than that.

Shivering the bed tightly, Mariabel of the Elves sits on the bed. He looks white negligee and smiles at me with a softy look somewhere.

I think she looks very soft skin wrapped in downlights. Those eyes also have a much gentler shape than when we first met.

When I woke up physically as I was invited, I had some more time to talk.

"We're staying up late, aren't we? I think I'm a little bit defective."

"You promised to teach me how to learn the Elves. Were you angry at me for staying up late, even at your house?

"Yeah, they take away the fairy of light. Then you say you're a bad boy and you kiss me on the forehead. Very tough, isn't it?

No, no, I don't think he's very cute and can't be called "the". Maybe the human race is much tougher without it.

Sitting with her thighs aligned, she has much longer ears. My hair is as bright as tampon cotton wool and the signs as a fantasy are intense.

Maybe this is an illusion. Like the sound of a bell, I felt a voice rang from the back of my ear, "By trying to say it".

On two nights, strange things happen. There's so much happening that I think it's a dream.