Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

When the morning sun starts to climb, the grass sucks water from the oasis and spreads its leaves.

The rainy season in the desert is long gone, but this water-rich land will not wither away.

Under that leaking day, one of the royals, Prince Walth, realizes. that the eyes of truth that can foresee everything are lost.

But he leaks like this without panic or scratching.

"... Satoshi, there is a God. I didn't know you'd disappear as soon as you decided who you wanted to serve."

"It's just out of the realm of the gods of kingdom, however. You haven't served this country without a name yet."

Surprised by the abrupt cross spear, looking back, there was a woman wearing armor there.

Until earlier, I had turned my suspicious eyes to that appearance that made me feel deep darkness even in the sun. Because he knew he belonged to the devil.

"Lord Uridra, I have made a great mistake"

But what came out of my mouth was regret.

Earlier I realized that I had been touched by the fingertips of the goddess. She said it wasn't evil. He said he was an important friend.

Uridora, tilting her face and giving a clapping look, may have been bewildered by the way she changed her attitude so greatly. I guess he was a dignified and unwilling person to even talk to the king of the human race.

"Hmm, I was hoping I'd still say something angry... but you've got a refreshing face"

The prince who crouched by the waters of the oasis and was about to wash his face can speak like that.

She was right, his expression on the water seemed to have fallen of possession, and the once depressing shadow was fading.

I'm sure that was an unnecessary force. I know all about everything just by looking at it, and that's why I lose something called the pleasure of making a challenge or learning one at a time. And it was I who had lost sight of even the way I was walking.

When I wash my face with bash and cold fresh water, the blood and dirt that was creeping away disappear.

But that's not all he thinks. People can't change a lot as much as their abilities have disappeared. If it were to change...

"But if you look at that sight, it might be natural"

Speaking so, the prince and Uridora look up at the sky at the same time.

The sky is much brighter with the sun rising, and only faint traces of earlier meteors have been left behind. But I'm sure you'll never forget the sight that keeps spreading tiny particles.

It's no longer close to miracles, such as changing people.

Still looking up, the pompous and prince leak their voices.

"In a while I'll be back in Alirai country"

"Well, I thought I'd stay in the land. So, what are you gonna do back in your country? You never get tired of the war?

"No, a new country was born. Yes, I want to tell the people of the castle, and I want to carry out the national transport at leisure. If you'll excuse me."

I mean, here's what he said. Trying to trade in materials and food. The Alirai country is gradually becoming exhausted by the long war, and this would be a major reason, especially as the food problem is being squeezed.

Even the ancient labyrinth, which produces demonic stones, is held up. Demon Stone is the very driving force in the war, and as an Alirai nation you will want to march soon, but this is the land that even stopped the invasion of the Gedovar country. Probably can't behave lightly.

Hmm, Hmm, and Uridora seemed to think.

Oddly enough, the third tier is untouched, trying to create splendid streets for children to play with mud.

If there were to be immigrants or something on this land rich in water and food, it might eventually turn out to be the right country.

But I don't mind trouble later.

"Sleepy," says Uridora, leaking a kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I don't really need sleep, but lately I've learned too much about the comfort of sleeping beds.

"Talk to your people about the future, but it's good. Don't decide alone, choose the best way. Then there will be no big mistakes."

That's what I said, and I just turned myself in without even hearing back.

There are Lizardmans ahead, waving hey. I smiled my lips unknowingly in the eyes of them with a round body that I completely forgot about, such as the frenzy I had just had.

I'm sure that's the sight the goddess wanted to see. I wanted to work in the field like before, make pots, and be sure to regain the sight of warming up in the bath.

"But I miss you, Shirley."

What is it about being pushed away by fun days and that cute little girl turns into a memory? And I can't believe I can only feel it in faith anymore.

Even though my walk with her was so delightful and enjoyable.

And, thinking about that, Dosari and something came down. It is a person's body and is groaning painfully because of a thoughtful fall from his hips.

"............ what?

I didn't even feel like helping because I couldn't believe the sight at all.

Even if you are a magic dragon, you will never be able to read such a future. Because it is nothing more than an act that disturbs the reason (proverb) of the world.

There was a friend there with a dusty, distressed look, with tears in his blue sky eyes.

"Yes, no, I can't believe it. No way."

She heard that noise flashing, and she looks up at this one. But I'm sure she must have been more stunned.

She learns of the sand grains that spill from her fingers on both hands, the nagging blood vessels, and the breathing through her throat.

The wind, the smell, everything, would have felt much more real than usual. Because I got real flesh, not false.

The shadow falls on her. Looking up, Uridora's expression waiting for her to laugh at her garlic.

"I can't believe it at all with these eyes. I didn't expect you to come back with real flesh."

When I heard that word, I said, "Yes?" and lean his little neck.

It was necessary to disappear from the earth in order to become a goddess. Yet the opposite is the result of coming back with real flesh.

Grab the hand stretched back from Uridra and you'll feel warm and smooth skin. The colour of the hair is perfectly the same as the original honey colour and the dress is the same again. Then in the back of my eyes I feel my power as a goddess.

"Phew, phew, I have lived a long time too, but I have never seen a goddess with flesh. It seemed like such a strong wish. Hmm, I see. Surely if we do not get flesh, can we not have good thoughts with North Se"

Again, "Yes?," Shirley tilted her little neck.

It's like I don't really understand my friend's words, and I pop my eyes again. But all of a sudden I knew what it meant, and it made my cheeks hot.

Marie didn't happen to be there. That's why I was so relieved.

But in retrospect, Uridora's demonic black cat was tumbling into bed. I'm sure they would have seen the whole thing all the time, and you'd be obsessed and mouthing like a toddler...

Cover your face with both hands as you nod.

Yes, only the strongest wishes have come true.

My daughter, who said life and death were worth the same, has now received life. No matter how goddess you may be, your eyes will be rounded up if you are actually allowed to host a child, not a lie, a joke, etc.

It's not, it's a misunderstanding! And I stuck my hands out, but the disgusting niyanya face of the Magic Dragon won't stop. I was slapped in the bread and butt for what I thought, and she wept over the "pain" I just found out.

It was as if I didn't care for the hateful, even though I stomped the sand and protested many times with Gyu, Gyu, Gyu. "Silly," Shirley said for the first time in her life, moving her mouth, but Uridora was surprised when she opened her blue sky eyes because she had returned such a beautiful grin.

Uridora and Shirley, like the sisters, were tangling their fingers in each other's hands when they realized that they were touching each other's foreheads. Because I thought the exact same thing.

"Um, warm. This is the blessing of the goddess."

Faint tears, my dear friend tells me so.

I nod and can't stop a large amount of tears from flowing down my cheeks later. Where the hell will it overflow from? I think my eyes are going to squeeze if I stay like this, etc.

I have sand in my toes and am very happy to tickle. I'm so excited to skip by accident.

Because we can stay together forever and go for a walk together. When the sun leans on me, I eat baked sweets, and I get my futon with me before nightfall. I was allowed to have the same fun life as usual.

Uridora's words welcoming me were warmer than anything else, and I couldn't do it anymore if I thought of such a scene. I can't stand biting my lips.

Blurry, and tears fall as it propagates swelling of the lower eyelids. Is it good to feel so good about it? Would there be anything else that would make me so happy?

But I don't have time to cry. Eglini rushes hard with short hands and feet. I need to welcome him "right now" too.

Here's what I think when I look at the little lizard that just flew in.

Oh, I want to bless this beautiful world with so many kind friends who say welcome back.

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"Well, that happened."

"Sort of," Uridra nodded as she grabbed the toast of Momogu's eyeball-baked ride.

The truth about having a strange experience last night of being cuddled by someone you can't see was actually like that.

Eventually, I heard from her in an oblique and unfaithful mood that national traffic might be formally tied, and then the land might be busier.

We didn't know, but at this time there was a beast man packing in Alirai country. There is a man with a standing triangular ear, who carries a large bag and rises with the honking of "Ha ha".

But I don't feel like the dragon is hiding something. Even though I became a goddess, I still haven't heard the truth about why I stayed in this world.

With her pale purple eyes, she stares down at Uridra. Aren't you still hiding something? with a gaze that included the suspicion that

"... but it's not all good. Here, take a look."

I probably wanted to get off topic for saying that. Then it's not easy to hear from her, so me and Marie throw up one sigh of giving up and look ahead to be shown.

This is a sunny window seat, mostly a shop dealing with western food. Pancakes and baked confectionery are specialties, and their elegant sweetness has a reputation.

Mm-hmm. Dark elves holding her cheeks as she hesitated...... Beyond, the woman handed the dish by the counter was dressed for service and was shaking her honey-colored hair.

She's a very normal, adorable woman, not very much, but she doesn't seem like a real goddess to our eyes.

"I'd be grumpy the next morning if I didn't eat rice like a human like that and sleep well in bed. Harm usually means hiding the power of the goddess."

I see, and we groan.

Can we not always handle mighty powers, but only work when we have to?

On the other table, if you look at it, there's also the look of a royalty who looks like a bath up. Even though my face is tough, wearing it in the building means that the discomfort of the combination is amazing.

Apparently, he also completely lifted the ban on entertainment in our hotel, and forgot how much we worked together, and he was discussing the future with his people.

"Oh, you there. I'm sorry, can you give me some water?"

That's what I said, it seems very natural to call Shirley... but yes, how can you not realize she's the goddess herself?

According to what I've heard, the figure of the goddess he saw was like a different look than usual, but if I lost something that would be the "eye of truth", would it be that much of a pit?

I'm also concerned about what you're talking about, so I'll listen softly. Long ears also stood from right next door.

"I've made a big mistake. Hurt me, strangle me... so I'd like to see you give me a golden statue to the land for peace, but what do you think?

"Prince, no matter how much you want to enhance your faith, that's better refrained from. No, my taste is too bad... No, I was wondering if I should properly investigate their preferences first."

The man with the silver hair tells me, "Then strike your hand that way, all-purpose officer (agent)," and commands Eagle Deep.

And when Shirley handed me the glass... maybe it was a chip. Pekari and glowing gold coins were put on his palm.

In an instant, the water turned into a gold coin. The famous alchemist is also a bright blue early worker.

Shirley with a face that seems to faint after so much done and the royals returning to meaningless arguments again.

But Uridora stares at them, and she still can't seem to get her anger to subside, squealing like this with a muffled face.

"Pathetic. I didn't know that being the last seat of the royal family would only make it possible to get in. I don't see how my eyes can do this to a man in a pit."

I can't forgive her for hurting an important man and saying yes. But if the country is involved with each other, things change at once.

Come on, I can't kick you out of this land, and more importantly, Shirley has a verse that allows you to stay. I guess we're still going to have a decent relationship.

What bothers me more than that is the look on Shirley's face when she looks back at this one.

When my eyes meet, I make them blush to my earlobes, and the momentum shifts away from my face. It's like you haven't even heard the sound from the kitchen, or you're boggling in the way that your heart isn't here.

A ragged glass fell from the leaning boom, and the kitchen zareesh was screaming.

Another thing, it was strange for me to see Mariabelle's eyebrows jump.

"That, Marie? What's the matter, are you scared of your face? Hey, you hear me?

What do you have in mind? The girl doesn't listen to me as if talking to me, and I wonder what it means to keep rocking the pimp and the tip of her ear.

Suddenly, her faceless face was pointed this way. For some reason, it's just a look I find a little scary, and the cold sweat drips at will.

"Ichihiro, uh..."

"What, why suddenly? Hey, wait a minute, honey's sticking on my cheek! Hey, I'm really willing to feed you...... muggle!?

She threw pancakes into my mouth and I thought I was going to die. Mr. Elf is staring at Shirley's back as he grinds at the end of the fork.

Oh, no. They could be killed by someone they swore to marry.

But what if? If you escape this scene as a result of your disfigurement, you could be more horrified than dying in a pancake. There's no reason, but I definitely feel like it will. This is a man's idea.

You look like you're bonkers, and I'm trying to understand what women think these days. It would be thanks to a lot of escorts such as travel and meals.

But I have no idea why about this one. What I find difficult is that you have to respond well to what is unreasonable and what is a man.

I thought so, and when I turned my gaze to Uridora for help, my thoughtless frozen eyes waited.

"You are a man who wants to trample with shoes from the bottom of your heart. You blunt taro."

"Who's Taro?!?

A new dessert came into my mouth screaming upside down. I've died in this world countless times, but I've never been killed by a pancake before, have I?

Well, they had a quiet working race that didn't involve me in such a disturbance.

Lizard men in a sloppy shape carry the whole thickness toward the third tier. Those around you will wonder if it even started at some festival because it is what we are carrying in banzai with a few heads.

But no, the moment has come for them to wait.

When are they waking up their blood as artisans? Because I like to see those who enjoy and live.

The praiseworthy and unparalleled nose makes me want to rub my finger and look good.

Humphung and his nose are also rough because, after all, it is a Goddess approved job. There's not a single person in my way anymore, and I don't need to fuck around. Even my favorite vegetable harvest can increase as much as I want, and I can't help but want to eat a pile of dyed radishes.

The goddess will surely behave as a warm vegetable pan to them who work with the streets in mind they have yet to see.

I look forward to that time, and they carry the wood.

Oh, bless this world.

Bless all those who live in Paradise (Eden).

And bless you, shy goddess.

- Blessings chapter END -