Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Open the door and I'll go back to my usual room.

It's still cold weather, but if you're up for a bath, it's nothing to talk about. I feel puffy, warm, and lighter.

After all, if you're going to get tired of your job, it's a bath, right? A quick shower would be nice, but if you dip in some relaxing hot water, you'll feel refreshed.

I hear that bath culture seems pretty rare in the world, but I want you to keep up with all this tradition forever, yeah.

Walking around thinking about it, a girl in an indoor outfit shows up. He was going to take a bath with a replacement from now on, and he had a big bath towel in his hand.

"Welcome home, did I have a bath buff too..."

That smile frightens me somehow on the way I said it.

When I followed the girl's gaze wondering what was going on, a replacement underwear was on top of the folded bath towel. It is a light pink set and also has a rabbit pattern.

It's easy to spend indoors, and it's the kind that doesn't get in the way of sleeping again, and its fluffy curve makes me think of it unnecessarily. I mean, you know, Marie's, she's been getting rounded up lately...

Bubba's momentum has been hidden behind my back, and I'm confused. I've been putting my face closer together, maybe I wanted to hide it properly on my back.

There's a beautiful face right around the corner and it's against the rules to slightly blush your cheeks. He's also cute at changing his gaze over there with his big eyes, and my eyes suck on their own.

Wasn't that something you were about to say earlier?

Though I think so, the girl moves sideways with her lips drawn and disappears into the bathroom while avoiding me. Tong, and the door is shut and finally allowed to be free.

No, just a few doors opened and a shin face appeared there.

"... not when you look at it"

All I can say is yes to this.

After being stared at by the light purple eyes, he peered into the elves' long ears as he left, and now it was time for the door to be closed. Apparently, he went for a bath buff.

"Hmm."

I think as I walk barefoot with my peppers.

Mariabelle is a little unusual, and she's so smart, but she's just like that. Your sister wants to hang out with you, and you don't have amazing eyes for sweet or delicious things.

So it's fun to be with, and I'm as happy as I am about myself when I discover what she likes. I just happen to enjoy visiting Japan. [M]

Put milk in a glass and sit in a nearby chair. Thought it would be really quiet when you were turning off the TV.

Then I realize what was in front of me. That was one notebook.

"Is this... a diary"

It was literally all over the place, every thing that was done that day, etc. It's a boring Japanese word that looks like something I wrote a long time ago, and by the way, I see mistakes.

Speaking of which, I guess you said "I'll make you remember to read and write, willingly" a long time ago.

"Keep your favorite stationery, too, huh? Then I wonder if you were writing just now."

I may have gotten used to it at some point, even though it was initially for reading and writing study purposes.

Well, I wonder how you remembered it.

At first it was such a mild curiosity. Different curiosities sprout again as they follow the letters with their eyes as they glimmer.

That's the story of Mariabelle, who has been visiting Japan for some time now, looking around.

Pepper, Pepper, Pepper, Pepper, Pepper, Pepper, Pepper, Pepper, Pepper, Pepper.

Well, what the hell kind of days did Mariabel, the girl who came out of the elf forest, have? Pushed back by such interest, I turn the page.

This is how the little girl's adventure began.

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Light purple eyes gaze into the sky amidst the snug rain.

The rain grain flows without touching the girl's skin, which becomes a droplet of clumped size and falls off the edge.

If you follow it at your fingertips, it will return to a bumpy elasticity. When I opened my eyes slightly, his voice sounded more mature than usual.

"It's called a plastic umbrella."

Yeah, and the girl snaps and looks back.

There's a young man there with something equally vinyl umbrella, and he laughs at me with a smile. It is also a grin that seems to suit the idyllic sight. Maybe his origins are more rural, the girl thought for no reason.

"I can't believe I bothered to prepare something like this. Why do people in this country hate rain? You just have to put on your rain hood."

"Some countries don't like umbrellas that way, because Japan is a rainy country. Besides, there are a lot of mountains, so they used to have a lot of trouble."

Boyan and Marie imagine.

How can it be so hard when there is so much rain and so many mountains?

Lots of rain, falling down to the mountains. Then......

"Oh, a landslide? And the flood?"

"Yeah, it looks like it's still tough by the mountains and rivers. No matter how much water you develop and cure, you can't do it all right."

Correct, Marie also smiles when she is laughed at.

Even a child like this could tell, but I didn't feel strange or bad.

Yeah, yeah, she remembers the old days. Speaking of strange, a long time ago, I felt it in the elves.

The falling rain grains were rare and Marie watched still, but curiosity can be directed at different places again. Lined up next to him, he walks out of the rainy streets in slow strides.

"Kazhiho, I thought you had somewhere to look. It's weird for a kid. I didn't even realize you were an adult."

"Oh, really? But when I first met Marie, I think she was only in middle school... about thirteen years old."

I don't know what the word tugaksey means, but I wonder if being thirteen was still young at the time, etc.

When I grew up, I had the same tone and attitude. So I'm only surprised at the beginning, and I immediately treat him as a kazhiho. Anyway, I guess it's only natural because they're the ones who lived in the elves for six months and learned languages with each other. So if we get to such a strange land, it's not that meticulous.

More than that, and the light purple eyes look at your feet.

I'm much more concerned about the sight I see for the first time than the subtlety.

A shoe that covers this foot perfectly, for example. Walk for a while. Okay, but this is amazing. Walking around the puddle won't bring water in, and my feet won't hurt a bit from being soft. Yes, it is.

"Nagoste?"

"Nanogutsu"

I walk over and over again with Haguchi, Haguchi. The language of this country is well mixed with the strength and weakness of each letter. It's a land I've only spent a few days on, but language comes naturally into my ears, so I started thinking about that a lot.

When I got to the red lighted crossroads, Fu and the girl looked around.

Tall buildings that look up continue everywhere, with no boundaries between the city and nature. The dwelling continued all the way to the back, there were no walls, and it was the first view I had ever seen in my life that I could not even see the mountains.

Though there's a lot of stuff like these boots, I rarely even see fields, woods, or animals. The girl realized that I'm sure not everything is rich.

"Just for a moment, I know what your words mean."

"? Did I say something?

"That's what he said he was looking forward to going to visit the world of his dreams. I just couldn't breathe."

Oh, and he was convinced of the wind.

He travels to find something that isn't here. Far north to the snowy country or to the labyrinth where demons burst. Whether it was a journey everyone hated, he must have been the only one on his way as a delight.

"Sure. Japan is realistic, I have no dreams, and I don't think I'm the only one who finds this place breathless. I guess you know what it's like to admire a fantastic sight."

I snort in the wind that they say so and don't think so.

I thought it might be a very enjoyable place, but I wonder if it was different.

When I felt just a little sorry for myself and sighed, a cloth stuck in the wind caught my eye. It has a bright red color and is also multiplexed. It was a sight enough to stop the girl from legging.

If you look at it, it's like a stone gate, and there's the same thing across a beautifully organized trail. I felt the quiet air on my skin and the voice "wow" came out of my mouth at will.

"Kazhiho, what is this place?

"Yeah, this is a shrine. It's God's company."

They said so very plainly, and the girl blinked her pale purple eyes. I was surprised to be told that there was this mysterious, calm atmosphere, and, as a matter of course, a house of God. "No dreams, no hope," he should have said earlier.

I don't know what it is anymore, and I'm thinking to myself, his voice comes right down from the top.

"Shall we just drop by?"

Mariabelle is amazed at how she says that and walks out.

"Hey, hey, if you go into God's property on your own, you'll be pissed off...!

Unexpectedly he asks, he stops and laughs, "I'm fine". Then, after finishing his thanksgiving, he reached into the void softly. Outside the vinyl umbrella, he speaks with no concern, even when wet by rain grains.

"This is called a birdhouse, and there is a bond between the realm of God and the human world. Even if it's invisible, there's actually a border here."

Suddenly, a strange story began.

A shrine struck by rain is full of serenity and mystery, only the sound of rain grains and his voice can be heard. I don't even know if it's a joke or if it's true, and my breasts just a little sometimes.

When I looked up at something called a birdhouse as I reached out to him the same way, I heard him again.

"Once upon a time, the world was enveloped in darkness when the Sun God, the Great God of Sky Light, was hidden. Everyone was in trouble and called for the birds to ring and come out. There's a theory that it mimics a tree that stopped at the time."

When I hold my finger, the little bird that was just there squeaks.

Though it is a sleepy voice that reaches the ear, it seems strange and true when this young man speaks.

The girl also steps out again with her hands pulled still stretched out into the void. There was a noise of gravel.

This is just a little bit of an unusual experience.

Yes, I think as I twirl around the stone birdhouse.

Small grounds but well maintained, with trees planted everywhere. I moaned that the mountains and woods were nowhere, but when I realized it, the perimeter was ringing overhead.

"It feels weird. I just came in a little bit and it got quiet."

That's how the girl leaks as she is surrounded by a flag that flickers.

There were just a few harsh signs, and when I felt it was some special place, I was drawn to Qui. Turning around, there was a place to store roofed water.

He gets an unusual form of tool in his hand and says, "Clean up," and then he waters his hands. Apparently, it means wash it.

He wipes his hands with a handkerchief as he learns to teach such a maneuver in a gesture.

"This country isn't that faithful, and I am, but we have to stick to the manners."

My grandfather was loud from my childhood, and I was taken to a thin crossroads in vogue. Surrounded by several rising flags.

Marie thinks it's kind of very strange. When you hear faith, you think of a lavishly decorated church, but this place is like a walkway.

I can draw my eyes to the unfamiliar things that are all over the place, listening to the sounds of the bruised periphery. Stone statues of animals in this style, for example.

He tells me, "It's a fox," in a pleasant voice, that there was something wrong with just looking at the stone statue on the left and right.

"What, was a Japanese god a fox?

"Yeah, the fox is God's use. I have the power to listen to our requests and deliver them to God. You look like you're much more of a worker than I am."

Answer me that doesn't sound wrong and laugh.

And that's when I finally realized that I was holding hands with him. I was worried about stopping, but I thought, "Well, fine." Something that punishes me if I fight in front of God.

I stood in front of the company with that in mind.

Two compliments and a round of applause.

I decide to imitate the modus operandi and then convey "daily gratitude" and "every favor" as I had heard in advance.

"We had a great time visiting our calm company. This country is busy everywhere. I probably can't breathe, but I thought it would be nice to have a place like this. Uh, for every favor, I ate a delicious bowl of cutlets I ate that day, at least just one more time..."

When he feels his gaze and opens his eyes, he looks at what to say. Staring at me with a strange look, I laughed sorry.

"You don't have to say it with your mouth. Well, just think about it."

My cheeks get hot.

Though I had no choice because I hadn't heard, I felt somewhat treated like a child. Even though he's calm and smart, and the Mage Guild calls him "The Ice Fairy".

When I flanked him without hesitation, he drank a scream before God.

And of course, dinner that day would be a bowl of cutlets, but Marie said she looked stuffed and repeated "delicious" and "sloppy".

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Phew, and I was freaked out by the exhalation in my ear.

"Wow, you're up already!?

"Heh, because I felt someone was reading my diary. Don't, I can't believe you're sneaking a peek."

Looking back, there was Mariabelle wiping her hair with a bath towel. But I'm not angry, I enjoy the look on my face.

Did I mention earlier that it's my pleasure to discover what she likes? Yeah, you did say that.

But that was a big mistake. It was an error. Because Mr. Elf, who held my weakness, gave me a really happy look with the garlic.

I have no idea why, but I have put my hands on my shoulders with a grin.

"Come on, when this happens, keep an eye on it. You make a delicious bowl of cutlets tonight. Not that I like anything, but sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, you want to eat it, right? Actually, tonight is the day. Can you see that, too?

I can't do this.

There's no way it won't blow up.

I don't know, even if you don't hesitate to flank me, the face at the heart laughs. No, really, every day is fun and troublesome, Master Spirit Mage.

Ring a chair and get up, then start making a bowl of cutlets with her.

I'm very excited about how you react when you eat freshly made.