Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Dogs have a strange presence.

Between reading the book, I think so with a glimpse of each other.

The wooden dog sitting on the flooring said with his crushed eyes, "Something? face." When I turn my gaze back on the book, Hana turns that way, and stares at me every now and then.

I looked again and had a louder yawn before scratching my ears with my hind legs.

A subtle silent presence, unlike a casual and rampant cat. Perhaps the expression leaning in is close.

Shiba dogs are also a difficult breed of dog that doesn't like to be touched by stickiness. It was Mr. Elf sitting next to him who couldn't stand the insignificant "I want you to stand" sight.

Mariabelle laughs as she tickles "kufu" in the middle of her reading. And when I look up at the wall-mounted clock, Flower and I look up together. The time indicated was approaching the evening.

"Well, it's time to go for a walk"

I'm sure you reacted to the word "walk". He stood up all the time, waving his tail and approaching.

Needless to say, he is such an animal who loves walking and eating, and on the other hand, the black cat, when it comes to relaxing in bed and showing great lacunae. But the attitude of not being involved was quickly overshadowed.

"Uridler, buy a Thai grill and eat along the way"

This is tough. Nyan, and the black cat get up too.

The skies peeking through the curtains are clear and today is your day for a walk. I get up again, too, and start fishing for the luggage my uncle kept.

While sniffing cum with a big nose, what you want to take out is a lead for a walk. I'm gonna look up with my crushed eyes, but the role I'm gonna connect you to is Marie's, my husband's.

Hand it to me and she snorts one.

"It's pathetic to be tied to a string, but you're too curious. If you leave them alone, they'll run right out."

Not long ago, she had been bitten. He also thought he needed manners that wouldn't bother his neighbor, even if he was reluctant to connect.

Hana can't hide her excitement after putting on proper hardware. I pressed my nose against Marie's indoor clothes and smelled a lot of suuuuuuuu.

"Kufu, it tickles! I wonder if you love mischief. Okay, guys, let's go for a walk."

And then the black cat comes running, and he looks just a little good at how the other person is connected to the lead. Of course I don't care if you get that glance, Hana can't help but look forward to a walk.

The curtains in the room keep shaking and the sunlight that plugs in warms the room. I'll probably be comfortable again after I get back.

Batan and the door were closed, and no one was in our room.

Flowers bloom everywhere after spring. The riverbed promenade was well maintained and swarmed with flowers of unknown name. It is the big nose of a wooden dog that triggers it, smelling cum and a lot of scent.

The rain had just passed, and I felt the cool wind go through my cheeks.

It is the black cat who passes us by like that, and from a flower's point of view, he reigns as the leader of our family. Flower also walks out after him, and the pulled elf relaxes.

"Good luck as your husband, Marie"

Speaking up like that, they say, "I know."

Mr. Elf had his lips written "to" on the black cat who wanted to eat the Thai grill fast and the flower following it.

"Damn, I'm in the mood for a walk. We're all on our own, and alas..."

Such a complaint would also pull in if the puppy looked back. The look on your mouth raised whether you're happy to take a walk, and your glittering eyes are like a child's smile.

Marie laughs at the way she sticks her nose tip in the girl's thigh and looks straight up.

"Hey, do you enjoy your walk? I'll find your weak spot today."

Tutorials by Marie began as she scratched her calf and neck. Oh, it feels good - Flower lines her eyes like a bark and stops moving still.

Seeing as that happens, the girl comes at me with her plump lips pointed at me and tells me she's "cute" without a voice.

No, you're really cute, my elf. Laughing in that sense, she said, "It would be!," he nodded with his eyes glowing.

No, but when you get a smile from Mr. Elf and Hana, a salad like me is such a dick. It makes me feel like I've seen something good, and I think these holidays are ants.

Nyan and the black cat ringing from afar, it's like they're inviting "quicker," and they will actually be.

When she started walking again as prompted, she was in a better mood to talk to me than earlier.

"So when will my uncle be back from his trip?

"Yeah, I hear you'll be back tomorrow evening. He said he was going to visit Osaka Castle or something."

When I answer that, my pale purple eyes open.

"Osaka Castle! Great, I'd like to visit you once or so."

"Um, were you interested in the castle after a while?

"Hmm, is it hard to understand the charm when it comes to my country? Japanese castles are cunning. It's packed with wisdom to survive the Warring States era, and it doesn't make any difference to me to say it's a living textbook that uses 3D structures as a weapon. I wonder if you knew. Kumamoto Castle incorporates the structure of returning samurai..."

Whoa, I started talking with great momentum. So was this cartoon the other day, but I guess Marie has an easy personality to indulge in. My diligent personality is disastrous...... No, no, I'm polishing my tactics with success.

I thought Mr. Elf was doing well because Hana is looking up haha and the tactical theory doesn't stop at all.

It is Mr. Elf and the Black Cat who peek into the menu with a still serious look. I, on the other hand, have been deposited Flower's lead, and I stand flabby.

"Matcha custard... and Kokura and cream cheese... I regret having to choose one of them"

"Ugh!

Hate is the penny system, and the inability to fill your stomach for dinner. He crouches in his skirt to make it feel that way, staring at the plush glass case.

I can't believe, even if the inhabitants of the fantasy world are more serious about choosing Thai baking than exorcising demons. The girl looks back unexpectedly if she thinks, for example.

"Ichiro, I wonder what dinner is tonight!

"Huh? It's Chinese. Vinegar pork and soup. If it suits my taste, I'll put a pineapple in it..."

"Oh, I knew I couldn't! No more Thai grills, Uridora!

Ugh, yeah, I'm not sure what I can't do. For a moment, I was thrilled to think that the vinegar pig pineapple had been denied all.

"Why don't you cut it in half?

When they see it and speak like that, the two get up like they were hit from an electric shock, and order two types of Thai grills with momentum.

The clerk smiled at me like that and wrapped me in a paper bag.

Ahem, saku.

Dusty, sweet-scented fabric and a rustic sweetness overflow from the back.

Although Thai baking has been around for a long time, the menu has changed slightly, and they are constantly incorporating fashions such as fabrics with matcha tea, custard cream, and things with Ogura and cream cheese in half.

Marie, puked on the park bench, still said, "Whoa!" I couldn't wait to look at him.

"Fluffy, hey, I knew it was sweet!

Thai grill, pungent from the head, peeks Kokura and cream cheese from its body. I often wonder where it's a treat because it's something that's fluffy and has a sweet aroma of fabric and patties my sneakers.

"Nevertheless, when did you know about Thai baking?

"Yeah, I took this walk the other day and found it. I couldn't help but buy Uridora because it was so loud and this rustic sweetness was so delicious."

Look, and when you look at the opposite bench for consent, the black cat is eating with all the momentum we once had and we round our eyes.

"Hey, wait a minute! You promised to make it half!?

Ah, this is tough. I can't believe you stare at each other with your mouth full of custard cream peppered. Whoa, this is an acceptable meal because it's a demon of use, just in case.

Thai baking is taken up and the plan and black cat catch it. That's when we felt someone's gaze.

Flowers are the ones who stare at me, sitting well behaved but drooling.

Don't let it move slightly with your knuckles tilted, just let the evening sun shine your saliva. Staring straight ahead is, of course, a sweet, delicious Thai grill.

"Oh, you can't look like that. The other half is mine. And I bought this for my dime."

Even if the girl is about to complain, Flower doesn't speak Japanese or elf. Don't stop staring, let alone drool a lot of covetousness.

Much and Marie throated at the size of it that was going to fall to the ground.

Do you mind if I give you one?

I'll look at this one like I said, but of course I'll just have to return the batsmark with my fingers. It would have been nice if Hana had used the demon too.

"I have no choice. Uridora hasn't had a snack in a while because Flower wants it."

Moment after moment, I screamed, scratching my pants.