Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Me and Marie held onto the bread.

Because Shirley, sitting across the street, had a notebook, and there were several houses, and some monstrous things walking around.

After a gaze conversation with Marie, who sits next to her, "You're a lousy painter," I open my mouth, sipping bread.

"Shirley can even paint, right? By the way, how could that monster be destroying a house? You didn't put a giant monster on the demon atlas, did you?

That's what I was afraid of.

She can freely manipulate demons by using a powerful item called Demon Drawings. Being able to serve and unleash, the most powerful being ever sealed is the Demonic Cartina, which exceeds level 100. With the weapons of the Third Hierarchy Lord in his hands, he will no longer have any enemies.

Aren't you bragging about getting more monsters than that? I was so worried I was going to choose the words carefully, but she looked like she was only going to cry for a moment before poking hard at the table.

That's weird, did I ask the wrong question?

If you think so, you can look at me like I'm stunned from next door.

Mariabelle opens her lips refreshed as she wipes her mouth with a napkin, joining my shoulders with an idiot.

"Rest assured, Shirley. Even if they don't like it in the other world, it's extremely popular with monsters in this Japan. It's cool to shoot rays, and it's so powerful to destroy a building..."

Marie mumbles at the way she cried as she shook her head. You're staring at me to see if you've missed your point, but you can't blame people, can you?

"In the meantime, the monster thing fits, right?

We were very surprised when they shook our heads beside each other. I can't believe I was completely wrong from the first step.

Although there was a surprise like being struck by an electric shock, when we gaze at the girl, we gesture to each other, "Go ahead". I don't want to step on a mine again by saying something nasty. But if you get a grumpy face that wrinkles between your eyebrows, the only option left is to cough and open your mouth.

But this is hard.

If you don't get it right with almost no hints, you could hurt Shirley like you did earlier. You don't even know what she wants to say in the first place, and you're hoping to do something like this, or this happened - a report, or maybe you want to tell her something completely different.

He opens and closes his mouth, and then I squeeze out my voice at last. [M]

"Are you a demon, then?

It can't be human with that look. That's what I said, but if you think about it, even animals exist in this world. He said he wanted to look at his face as he baffled his heart wondering if this had failed...

He gave me a thumbs up as he nodded so loudly that me and Marie exhaled in relief at the same time.

All right, all right, one step forward. Then the next question is Marie. Looking at her with that in mind, she was knowledgeable and looking in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

Hey, Marie? Marie?

Yes, I tried to pull my sleeve whispering, but my face misaligned with the tung won't come back, and my fingers pinching the negligee are peppered.

Are you telling me that I keep asking questions in this completely no-think state?

Looking back, Shirley is stuck, but flickering with her upper-eyed eyes, and it feels amazing and painful to expect me to get it right.

I felt my vision distorted by so much.

They painted a painting in the form of a hippocampus, possibly close to the letter of eight.

That was the new message she showed me and should have taken one or two steps forward if it had been meant to be.

But the upper step depicts something human, a development that still doesn't make sense to have an earlier monster in the lower step. Is it progressing as a story or not? Is it a quiz or what?

We can't help but carve wrinkles between our eyebrows in the light of the difficulty of this.

Symmetrically with us with a rugged face, Shirley has a full grin, and it feels amazing that she is satisfied that now she understands.

We must not rush to conclusions or give up. So intuitive, I stood up from the chair. [M]

"I was wondering if you could just wait here for a moment, Shirley"

I decided to take the girl's hand and head to the stripper, relieved by the way she snorted at me. [M]

We need to consult first to increase our cooperation. Because if you don't answer correctly whether it's a no tip or not, you can't move on.

Tightening the door, the girl kept her back there and bit her thumbnail all the time.

"I wonder what the hell that Shirley painting means. From now on, that monster is circling his head, and all I can think of is footage of him destroying the city."

"I agree with that, but as far as that painting goes, I feel like I'm trying to feed a monster a human being. I can't tell you what's wrong."

At the same time, I thought, "I see."

This must be a weakness for us.

Without accurate information, we can't take care of it, and we'll be danced to that inexperienced painting. With that in mind, the bump and Marie began to whine.

"Why don't you just forget all about the painting? I feel like it would be better to make a complete no-think."

"Yeah, that's good. The first thing that bothers me is that I followed Japan without even speaking to us. I don't think my usual girlfriend would do that."

Shirley is a kind and attentive woman. We all know that.

I was prompted by the light purple eyes to continue, so I decided to mouth the ingredients that I could think of.

"It's also the first time I've painted. I think there was something I wanted to tell you even if I didn't like it."

"What I want to tell you...... I wonder. From the look on your face, it doesn't feel like a crisis is imminent. So, what do you want to do in Japan?

It's that horrible monster that floats behind my brain. Shake your head, me and Marie get the horrible fantasy out of your head. Not if you care about the culprit who's letting you go into the labyrinth.

Let's change our minds. Look at Shirley, not the painting. I need to grab the thread of the resolution by remembering what she likes and what interests me.

"Speaking of her interests, maybe the development of the second tier, adding more collections of demonic drawings, and then eating and walking and playing"

"Yeah, it sounds good to narrow it down to the development of the second tier. Naturally, but the demons aren't in Japan, and I think they painted different pictures for dinner and play."

I snort back. [M]

Expansion of the second tier. I want to focus there and clear the first round of snowflakes that got hit like good.

Looks like Marie's motivation is back, too, from the look on her face. Earlier frustrating expressions have completely disappeared and are full of willingness to solve the problem.

I was invited with my finger for a moment, so I look at him.

Then they whispered, "Let's go" after layering my lips all over me... but I was about to fall off my hips as I was left with only a sweet scent. I think there's more to it than a surprise, huh?

He said he had just made a promise for the future, and now he's losing confidence that his heart can stand it.

"What's wrong with keeping Shirley waiting?

"Oh, yeah. So now it's time to take revenge."

"Of course, we don't lose that easily. The Hierarchists have defeated us all."

Yeah, I was about to lose right now. When I said it, I felt like laughing, so I pulled myself together, and I opened the stripper door.

"Oh, that's the thing. I wanted to pioneer a third tier."

With that one, the look on Shirley's face shimmered.

After I hit it earlier, the conversation went on with a lot of clapping. One question at a time, the mystery was solved.

The painting just now seems to be a Lizardman, not a monster, and he's in the middle of creating a third tier basement for me right now. And when it comes to mysterious hippocampus, let's say it represents the connection between the second and third tiers.

If we solve this far, the rest is easy. Until then, Marie the Wisdom Admiral, who was on her cheek wand as she asked how she was doing, opened her lips refreshingly.

"That's what I thought. So you came all the way to Japan because you wanted architecture and other information to open up?

Shirley nodded at me a lot louder as I dyed my cheeks red.

It's the look on my face that I can't wait to be happy to finally pass on, and the way I connect my hands with Marie, who gives a proper and bright voice, is smiling.

But when I lost my mind, I felt weak leaving myself behind all the time. [M]

Yeah, you totally got fooled by that painting. I thought he was a terrible enemy because he had wings and four legs.

If I were to give you another factor, it would be a black cat sleeping on the table all the time. At this rate all morning, I've never heard back from him when I spoke to him. This child is an Epic Demon of the Magic Dragon, and a rare being able to conjure up Shirley's unspoken will.

The banquet on the second level seems to be still going on, and I just fell asleep saying, "I'm not hanging out with you or anything."

"But you need Uridora's help. Because you're the only genius in Japan and in the fantasy world who can remember architectural style accurately."

When I say that and touch my nose, my slightly golden eyes open. And when I opened my mouth to say, "I had no choice," I chewed my index finger.

I've been eating in my front leg nails too, but they're ticklish. I stroked my jaw to thank him and he slapped me with a pessipesi leg.

"Then I guess if I were to go, it would be the library. Oh, it's Monday, so it's closing day."

"Why don't you contact Kaoruko? He could lead us to a library attached to the university just like this one."

Oh, so is that.

The rice cake is called a rice cake shop, and I'm going to ask the secretary Kaoruko about the library.

By the way, Shirley also knows Kaoruko. Even so, it's a facade in the world of dreams, so you'll only know the cute looks of junior high school students.

Laughing at her all the time, she slipped her little neck in wonder and held her smartphone in her hand as she looked at its face.

So now let's enjoy the quiz from us.

Just a slightly unusual quiz about who the hell is this guy? No hint, of course.