Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

The elf girl does not fall asleep, and I am pushed back from the kitten to sit in front of Marie. [M] My chest is beating slightly faster and I don't even know if I'm scared or looking forward to it.

"... shall we play one game"

"Oh, is that what you think it is? Looking forward to seeing what kind of play it will be. Besides, if you were bored, you could sleep just fine."

Then call out for help, and we'll wear a thin blanket from our heads. The lights plug in slightly from the outside, and the top of the tent is each other's head positions.

With a giggling girl, we can make room for ourselves like a little secret base.

The dimness made my heart just a little quieter, too. Mr. Elf loosens his mouth to see what begins and complains quickly and with his eyes.

So I was allowed to speak softly. [M]

"It's going to take a little magic on us now. It's magic that doesn't lie, and somehow I'm only gonna be honest with you tonight."

"Oh, that's pretty advanced magic. You've finally become a wizard. Hehe, then you can't lie from here on out. Let's talk about it all."

Well, what did I tell you?

Should I tell you what I think, without ever covering it up? Of course there's no script, and I'm not prepared in advance.

But after a long time, I'm spending time with her. Then there should be letters inscribed there, not blank paper. Because we have another story.

Reflecting on the treasure-like time I spent with her, I breathed... and I was enchanted.

"- More than anyone. Above all. Any time. Mariabelle, I'll make you happy."

Calm, voices I haven't heard much of myself echo in the two spaces.

No need to panic or rush. I wish I was as relaxed and calm as usual, and seemed to sleep just a little. Then maybe the girl will be relieved.

"I'm a human race. For you, we can only be together for a short half life. But I love you so much that I'll be happy ever after."

Light purple eyes slowly open to confessions from very ordinary salaried people.

On that little girlfriend's hand, gently overlapping her fingers.

The grin disappears from her expression, just a little stiffness, and she grips back with those little fingers. This is what I'm telling you, and I realized it was a proposal from me.

"I'm looking forward to the day when I don't think right and I can fight. I look forward to making up and thinking about making up."

I felt a little relieved. Words even come out of my mouth, and all this is the heart I wanted to convey. As much as I wonder if maybe it really took magic.

When I also gently held the opposite hand, a large tear was spilling out of Mariabel's eyes. The usual me would worry, but at this time it was as transparent as a diamond, so beautiful that I could fall in love with you.

Large tears drip down the embroidered collar.

I took her hand and whispered as I watched it.

"There will be days ahead like choosing a book with you and reading with you. That's the same life as before, but I think we're going to have kids, we're going to have pets, we're going to have a busy day."

Without hiding her crying face, she stares at me with her light purple eyes. I guess I can say that because that's somehow beautiful, cute, and I knew it was just the two of us tonight.

"To you, my love. Anytime, anytime, whoever it is, I'm trying to make you happy. Yeah, he looks sleepy. He's actually like that."

Wipe her cheeks with her fingers. The skin was much softer and slipperier than I had imagined, with another large tear on my finger.

"So Mariabelle, be careful if you are blindfolded and drawn. I'm sure there will be a gift waiting for you to be happy."

Tear-wet eyes add radiance like purple crystals. That was so beautiful that I couldn't put it into words that I'm sure I would never forget it.

As my head felt paralyzed with gin, I breathed.

"I think you've been fooled and try to take this hand. I think you'll see that I only tell you the truth at all times. Mariabelle, I've been in love ever since I met you."

Marie kept her head on her shoulder and cried long before she finished telling her so. Tears stain the sleeping roll, from which they transmit gin and heat.

When the girl turns her face up, her eyes are full of tears and she falls flat on her cheeks.

And when I closed my eyelids, it fell in unison.

Maybe even in this Japan, it took proper magic.

Mariabelle, a half fairy elf tribe, moaned her lips, but her eyes opened again with a glow that she had never seen before.

A small secret base made into a room in the apartment. The two vertices on the blanket are narrowed and the vision is even darker. When I thought about it, it conveyed the feeling of soft, warm lips. With cucumbers and fingers on both hands.

With a hot breath, Mariabelle sits on my lap with tears in her eyes. He was still as light as a feather and had a childlike temperature because of a lot of crying.

"Cruel and gentle, but I knew it was a confession like yours. Oh, my God, I'm getting married soon."

I snorted and froze a lot. What did she say now? Did you accept me so quickly? 'Cause there's a hedge of humans and elves, and there's got to be a lot of opposition because they expect the future from the Mage Guild.

Yet it was too soon accepted and said, "I'm going to be busy for a while. I have to say hello to my uncle and tell my parents," he whines in his ear... maybe he thinks it's just a joke...

"Oh, it was lovely, and now it's magic, so it's true, isn't it? I felt good, and that's why I cried like a child, and I'm sure I have a lot of swollen eyes tomorrow."

"Well, as far as I'm concerned, I was going to confess for a generation."

Totally no longer, she tilts her little neck to say if she can't tell by words, and opens the string on her collar when it's hot.

Even if I could see a slightly sweaty white clavicle, for some reason I didn't panic like I used to.

While I was wondering why I was fine, I let the bed stir up, and a little more she would sit near me.

"I wonder if you knew. Actually, I've never spent a night in Japan before."

"It was. I guess we should still let them enjoy the night view here."

The girl whispers to me that you're an idiot, and then she pulls my collar. Hold and support her back, and taste the feel of the girl's lips much longer than usual. with just a little tear flavor.