Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

If so, I will make footsteps, and I will walk down the dim crossing.

Virtue enough to hold in your belly (stubbornly) is comically portrayed and adorable with pictures of reptiles and demons. A little heavy for a child to carry though. Exhale and put it on the floor once to rest.

And I finally realized the view. [M]

Pompous and sparsely arranged row lights (mostly) illuminate the floor. Not so much trouble at his feet, but chairs, barbecue plates, etc. were placed by its lights.

Shall we take a break and go? Yes, the guests think and talk to their friends. There were several spaces illuminated that I could think of such a sight.

There are no walls in the corridor that divide the outside. Cold winds from the dark woods arrive and the moon lights plug in.

I felt like I had smelled this air somewhere. Rather than a luxury inn, it's a Japanese scent that I used to feel. That feeling that somehow my spine is decent and my head is quiet.

It's strange to feel nostalgic when it comes to the view of the world of dreams. And again, I don't think it's been a long time since I've felt this way.

Blurring like that, they had someone behind them at some point. The child was a child holding a long wooden basin in both hands and blushing his cheeks in a cold breeze.

"The wind is cold and it feels good. Though I guess your hometown is colder."

"Hi Marie. Yeah, Aomori's really cold. The wind blowing down from the mountains is so hard that I can't feel my cheeks. So much so that I'm looking forward to seeing what Marie will look like."

Ugh, and the girl gives a breathtaking look.

It is unusual to call a hot, cold elf tribe. Nevertheless, I think it would be sarcastically cute if I wore the winter clothes that I did.

Marie may have liked this view too. When you place the basin in your hand on the floor, sit on the edge of the crossing. Turning around, he pulls my sleeve and invites me to slow down a little.

The barefoot peeking from the old-fashioned yukata was eyeless, and when I sat down next to him, my buttocks limped on the slab floor.

"Wonder, for some reason I find it extravagant. Much less stuff than Japan, even though it's hard to get soap."

"Yeah, because I used to have a lot less stuff. I know it's primitive and nostalgic, but I think this second tier is a pretty privileged environment."

Looking next door, wandering around and shaking his bare feet, his chest snarls unexpectedly as he stares out of his big, jewel-like eyes. She is as exquisite as a doll and as loving as a fairy. It could be damaged just by looking nearby.

I ride in the wind and hear the guests laugh so far. It also feels like a night festival somewhere, and my heart floats when I touch it.

The girl narrowed her pale purple eyes with her fingers as she flaked her horizontal hair with the wind.

"Me, I hate winter. Something with cold fingertips and trouble sleeping when you sleep. Meals are also a factor, aren't they? But after this winter, my opinion is going to be turned upside down."

"Well, then we have to live up to your expectations. Like Marie said before, I think we're gonna be busy this winter."

When she says that and laughs, the girl smiles on her lips without being able to illuminate. Marriage between the Elves and the Humans would be a rare category, and even rarer if that were to become a resident of the fantasy world and an adult Japanese man.

But when it comes to us, it's funny because it's obvious. I take that for granted from the edge (haha) and glitter to say I look forward to seeing the girl's eyes lit by the moonlight.

"Pfft, you look just like me. It's like blood is connected."

"How glad I would have been if the blood of the Elves had flowed to me. Some of them admire their long ears."

Hmm, when I get my long ears pimped with the look of it, my envy increases even more. You want to touch it? You want to touch it? And when will you realize that what you're asking with your light purple eyes is the cuteness of the transgression class?

"Whoa ho!

To cough right behind you, Vic! and our shoulders bounced just as much.

I don't even have to look back. There was a maid of honor, Mr. Pselli, who was only slightly reddishing his cheeks.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Lucky me right away!

"It's because you invited me. I was working with you."

That's right, even though I remember not inviting a single thing. I tried to penetrate that, but they grabbed my collar from behind with Munz when I stood up.

"We must not keep our guests waiting. I'll carry the liquor, so bring your kitchen meal, Mr. Kazhiho."

Oh, you're gonna keep me and Marie apart.

Sure, we'll stick to each other when we're together, so we should if we think about efficiency......

I sighed at Marie as she rushed away from the catering.

The wind makes me laugh.

The air that floats because it's cold is like a festival somewhere, and it's going to lure me fluffy.

But I can't stay afloat. I have mountains and piles of ingredients in my sight, shaking to the right and to the left. Now we need to focus on serving without falling.

Daijibu? and peeking in from next door is a Dark Elf woman. Eve has a great sense of stability compared to me walking flirtatiously. Even though it's more than double loaded, the look on your face is cool again.

Unlike usual, she talks to me with her blonde hair tied behind her in a yukata.

"It's a reconnaissance of the royalty, but come on, Uridora contacted me that I don't mind taking the night off. You managed to establish technology or something, and, uh, puffy? When I said I didn't know what it meant, he explained it to me, but I didn't know what it meant at all when I heard it right."

"Projector? Probably the one you were showing at the celebration. I wonder if that's what I just heard."

A monster? And I was suprisingly tipped in the neck by Eve, but even I can't answer it because they haven't heard anything. I just don't know if I feel normal because it's what that demon dragon does.

We see the lights in the hall and the lively voices of the guests echo.

Many of them were laughs and even sounded eager to speak... me and Eve looked at each other and then decided to head to the hall early.

And the moment I crept through the door, I was stunned.

"Wow, this is...!

"Uh, hey here, what are you doing wack!?

The newly built western hall, and the garden that liberated the windows, were overflowing with the faces of countless offensive teams.

Ahead of them eagerly staring, I see a bright, illuminated cloth. I'm sure this is the projector technology I heard earlier.

What we ended up with was the content, not the technology. The fourth layer of the ancient labyrinth that I was visiting earlier, and the figure of the regular army fighting the mighty demons, was shown there.

"Yeah eh!? What is that, how is that? Just now, the sight I was watching is still there!

"This, or what Uridora said was' interesting '"

Shit, Shizuku! and give him a heavy bass, and the big beast collapses. They have magic on the arrows that come down like rain, giving them bees and electric shocks.

"The demon in the right direction is stiff. Omnipotent Officer (Agent), don't ever cut the amplification (boost) of the Thunderlight Knight while in command '

I'll take care of it, Your Highness.

Standing in the middle of the faction, Prince Walth gives pale instructions with an unafraid glance at the chaotic battlefield. But I can't believe you let the prince's face dop through such a conversation.

This is the work of a magic dragon who's been passionate about making videos lately. I've always wanted to take compelling pictures, but I didn't think I'd start a real-time reality.

At the time, she was gracefully seated at the table and almost turned her face to this one.

"Kitase, let them drink more and more. We're not gonna make any money tonight."

"Oh, yeah, it does seem like a thriving..."

Looking around while answering that, they were enthusiastic about something called their first real-time footage.

Surely there will be no more entertainment. It's a powerful video with real lives at stake, and this one against it is a perfectly safe zone. Besides the video. It is in the mood to be viewed in the special seats by Ulidra's arms, and the liquor and rice served are incredibly delicious.

Ha, and a mixed breath of admiration and fright leaked.

"I'm surprised, but I'm glad Uridora's feeling better than that. Ma'am, how about a sautéed deer? It goes well with red wine."

"Heh, heh, let's have it. And Kitase, you said something earlier that bothered you."

Yeah? What is it? I was shown a chair, so I decided to leave the rest of the meal to Eve and sit back. Then she brought her face closer looking in a good mood.

"It seems that Oodle has finally made up his mind to become his turn. Before you enjoy the noise of the dorks, let's start with congratulations."

He narrowed his eyes like a cat and looked happy. Then I turn to the corner of the room, come and make an invitation, and the girl with the basin in her hands walks over with her cheeks just a little red.

I must have guessed the air. He glanced at my face and then looked very disgusted. [M]

"Let's make Uridora drunk before we pee"

"Kufu, you cute elves!

Suddenly hugged, then the girl screams. It's a drunken behavior from anywhere, and we can only stand the face of it.

If I thought so, I was held in a breath with my opposite hand extended.

"You're not a servant, you cute human race. Let me think of it as herbivorous, early if I have to. Mmm, a good male."

I'm glad you're celebrating, but when you get slapped in the back with a pong, you're not ashamed of yourself. but at the same time we let ourselves go, but behind it was a magic dragon's hand wrapped around his neck, and he tasted a deeper embrace than earlier.

It touches her soft cheeks and smells her sweet from a kimono peeking from the noose to the neck muscle. There's something about it that makes you feel like a mother again.

And her quiet voice shook her eardrum.

"I'm not inviting you to the ceremony."

"Also, of course. We have a special seat for you, so you should have fun eating lots of delicious food."

Nfu, and the dragon laughs in a good mood again. It makes our hair sneeze, and then "I'm looking forward to it," he mutters in a quiet voice again.

"It is stipulated that the living shall be the turn (of connection). If we recognize each other, it's time to wake up to the present world. I'll take care of the rest, so we can both go back to our warm beds."

We snort small. All the voices that reached my ears were gentle and sounded like they could tell they'd been watching over us forever.

He was pushing our cowardly backs and leading us to be happier. I guess the Magic Dragon applauded us with his hands when he finally saw us go one step further, with occasional evil.

Released Marie is putting tears in her eyes, and the dragon who sees it pushes the girl's nose with her fingers, "It's too early to cry yet," she said.

Then Bye Bye and waved at each other, and we followed a busy, entertaining Western-style restaurant.

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The detachment prepared for the two is full of shimmering tranquility, and cold early winter air.

Well maintained, dark at night and bright in the morning. And the moonlight, shining handicap was illuminating them trying to fall asleep in a futon with depression.

At that time, the obstacle is quietly opened.

It was one woman who emerged from the gap, showing honey-colored hair that was likely to melt on the moon when it was unraveled.

He looked around in a bit of a rush with blue sky eyes, then closed the obstacle in his rear hand before taking a deep breath.

The woman snarls her throat like she wonders what's going on.

Could... No, maybe this situation isn't good. You regret that you were crazy about sneaking into the bunk, and as you stood, Shirley was dodgily shaking her thin breasts.

But given the development of the third tier, I really can't help but want to go to the current (depressed) world. I'm sure it'll be busier than before, and I have some ideas for that.

But...... and I look slightly down with blue sky eyes.

When I smelled him from the gently turned futon, the heartbeat in my chest went even louder, and the woman shook her neck, saying that this was impossible.

Should I or should I not go? I find myself attracted to the plumpness of one skin as I repeatedly put my foot inside the turned futon, pulled it out, and put it in again. The winter air was cold and very similar to a cat who wanted to fall in love with this one.

I gently deposit my body on my back, wondering if it's a bad idea. I can't stand the temperatures that make me drowsy, even while I think of the crack of putting it back in the spirit body once and then into him...

Kuah, it even leaked to the lack that.

My body stuck together perfectly anymore, and that's the warmth I could never taste at the spiritual body. It's so quiet out there covered with futons to my shoulders and I wonder if it's even snowing, all I can think about is sleeping anymore.

Sleepy. Feels good to be fluffy.

I was too happy and my mouth laughed at me, and when I realized it, I was falling asleep uncomfortably.

Later what was left was a drowsy sleep that resonated.

Eventually their signs disappeared from the second tier.