Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Sometimes I wonder if it looks like a cat.

I read books in bright seats by the window, and my worried eyes are like purple crystals (amethysts). She also looks like a freshman in junior high school, and on the other hand, she has a beautiful nose and nose, and also has a thin body line, which makes her look mature.

Drink a piece of iced tea with a straw, and choke and throat. Were you comfortable with the cold? I narrow my eyes slightly and then go back to the book world again.

I've heard before that I like the world of creation.

A world created by imagination. A world not here. Imagine a sight that doesn't happen, dream, and follow the protagonists. It doesn't create anything, but you'll feel it's plenty of time.

What I think resembles a cat is its behavior, not its appearance.

Will I miss you, or will I come close to my hand with a book and iced tea? Occupying a big cushion, I vacate a subtle place. Then he sounded the bead and Mariabelle sat right next to him.

I'll put my head on the cushion, too, and then I'll give it a glimpse.

It doesn't have to be me to be able to stare into my big eyes. Unexpectedly in return, the girl is fully flaking her white, long hair, and the sun sliding through the window illuminates her thighs blindly.

"Did I get envious of this cushion?

"Yeah, if I push it this way, I wonder if I can get Kazhiho out of the way."

If Gu, Gu, and I don't hesitate to be pushed with my shoulder, I'm sure it won't have to be me to blow it out. The world of books is interesting, but some are more interesting. Time to pinch the signs and say goodbye for a while.

When I vacate the place just a little bit more, the girl probably approaches me. Put your head on my arm like a pillow and put your feet together. [M] And, pulled by gravity, my skirt was about to slide off to the root of my leg...... I must have screamed and Marie held it down with her hands dangerously.

"Oh, I'm surprised. I knew it would be easier to spend time in a room."

He looks at me as he says so. [M]

The kind of gaze you observe, maybe you're exploring. I'm always fascinated by Marie, and I can tell quickly how upset a girl is. [M] Instinctively.

It closes my thighs perfectly and shouts my chest irresistibly when I hold it down with my hands and leave my skirt behind. When I returned the gaze I had deviated, my big eyes remained staring at me.

That reprehensible gaze, furrowed.

"You're so cute already. It's bad."

That's what they said in an irresistible voice, holding my stomach with my other hand. I just thought you'd be blamed for it.

I don't know why they laughed, but I actually enjoy being flirted with as much as I like. Maybe, but people with cats feel the same way.

A woman named Mariabelle.

A woman who is a half fairy elf and happens to come to this Japan.

Sometimes I don't know if I'm childish or adult. Sometimes I think it's like a casual cat, sometimes I try too hard on my own and cry in the alley.

I wish she felt the same way about wanting us to be together the whole time. For her, who is an elf, even if only for a few moments.

At that time, it was the book she would have in her sight.

"Was that you reading a comic book?

"Yeah, I borrowed it from Kaoruko the other day. It's so funny."

You see, the cover that showed me was an illustration of some kind of girl comic book called "Two Childhood Friends in Love". It conveys that it is the love of the students weaving and enjoying the sweetness and sourness caused by triangulation.

I thought it was just literary and artistic work because I had read it with a worrying look until earlier.

"Oh, I can't believe you look surprised. Which sleepy-faced person might have guided you through the world of comics?

"Guided, did you? Me?"

That's right, she gets up and stretches her arms out trying to take something. That's what's stretching out on my back side, so my chest, wrapped in a thin shirt, approaches the present and makes me wander off again.

Same thing happened earlier, but this kind of defenselessness is the most troubling part. When she was complaining on the inside, the girl spread her notebook.

"Look, there's evidence right here."

"I wonder if it's this ai. I heard there was a new discovery in the diary, but I never dreamed I could poke it as evidence"

Yes, she laughs slightly when she says, "Conceive."

The curtains glimpse into the weekend-like blue sky, and the wind that enters has the cheerfulness to induce drowsiness.

That's how me and Marie move away from the book of readings and relax and start reading a journal. To expose me as the real killer.

§

A pile of books piled up high.

Decent on the bookshelf and completely surrounded by the back cover, Marie rounded out her pale purple eyes. 360 degrees, having comics in all directions would surprise the Elves, who have lived for over a hundred years. I might have thought it was a dream.

Surprise also comes from behind you pinning your fingertips out and glancing up. But the knit that's hiding my long ears is still going to fall, and I'm very harassed watching.

Shake a shorter skirt and the girl looks back. Though his sunny thighs were eyeless, he gave me a brighter smile than that.

"Comics!"

Numerous men are fascinated by the adorable appearance of reaching out to both of them. Guests who happened to visit here for comic book coffee stared with a puffy look. Maybe I had a similar look.

"Yeah, because it's comic book coffee. You'll study reading and writing, and I'll spend the day here."

"Well, it's for study, so you have no choice. I'm gonna have trouble reading from which one."

Sorrow, and looking around with a curious look contradicts greatly the word "no choice". Long ears are shaking in small pieces in the beret, and curiosity seems to be inspired by the colorful cover.

"Let's take a seat before then. I want to put my bag down too."

"Yeah, fine. There was a place over there that seemed easy to spend. Let's go before they take it."

With that said, I walk through the woody flooring, with Mr. Elf at the forefront.

This recently made comic book coffee has a bright vibe with ornamental plants and air conditioning fans spinning in the ceiling. It's nice to relax in a private room over there, but the weather is nice today. Looks good to have fun in the bright seats at the window.

"Look, here. The view from the window is good, and it would be great for reading, wouldn't it?

"Then one day today, this is ours. Let's Occupy."

I laughed at Marie clapping that I did it, and I put my sack down.

Mobility is the most important thing in the war of occupation. I look around the store thinking such a nagging thing.

Apparently, the store has prioritized ease of spending over functionality, and the calm wooden table and solid sofa are also suitable for prolonged reading. I catch up with Marie's back while I'm impressed that there's some of these comic book coffee these days.

"Speaking of which, you already knew about comics."

"Yeah, when I interrupted Kaoruko-san's house. When Uridora fell for it, she wouldn't listen to anything."

Shh, he laughed at me with his fist waved, but I wonder what kind of comic book it was. Speaking of which, there were times when I destroyed the demonic Cartina with my bare hands... no way, no way. It's impossible that Uridora, the most powerful species living from ancient times, should be influenced by comics.

I follow the girl while I'm alone. [M]

Well, the comics are back in a sloppy line of space.

Kuru the girl looks back and her spring skirt dances lightly. It is difficult as heterosexual not to turn a blind eye to the thighs covered in high socks.

"Then let's look for our sight for each other. Um, which one should I..."

I guess the choice and readable right away is different from the bookstore. Once you find a cover that looks interesting, you are also allowed to turn around and try and read it.

Though, for a girl who's used to attending a library, it seems a system that doesn't bother her her much. He had chosen the first few of several titles, either to sit back and look for something to read carefully.

Yeah, it was my first store, but don't worry. It looks good.

I think so, and when I was choosing a book the same way, I got pounded on the shoulder. Looking back, I was pointing a colorful cover at this one.

"Look, I saw a comic book before. He said he was talking about an elf who got lost in Japan like me. Looks like there was a continuation at some point."

"Heh, unusual. I know it happens, but you look just like Marie."

It would be, and he laughed proudly.

Hmm, a comic book of interest to the Half Fairy Elves? I'll read it later, too. I came to the store with the intention of pleasing her, but I didn't think you could enjoy it until I did.

With that in mind, we went back to the privileged seat at the window.

The coffee maker makes strange noises about the rags.

Until then, Marie was surprised to peek up close, stepping on my shoes and even putting her back away.

"Oh, wow! Sorry!"

"Heh, I'm fine! You surprised me."

Put your hands on your chest, ha-ha. The girl breathes. He was so surprised, he needed some more time to open his eyes.

She showed me the palm of her hand and said that she was fine, and then her limp, pale purple eyes tilted.

"Wow, what a machine in this world is. Coffee is a drink that grinds fried beans and puts hot water in it, right? I had no idea there was even a machine to build it."

"Look, because humans want to make things easier. I'm probably busy at work, and maybe it's just fine."

"Yeah, well, I was curious, but you guys work too long. It can't be at least eight or nine hours."

Oh, speaking of which, it's a long break in the other world, and about six hours is normal. Although I can't say anything about it because it varies greatly from region to region.

What a thought, the girl's eyes suddenly opened. He was surprised at the coffeemaker making the sound of the sugar.

"Wah, there's smoke! Oh my God!"

"It's okay. That sort of thing......"

People told me long ears are often used to hearing sounds, but I think that might be a big mistake. 'Cause you stomped my foot and even hit me back off.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Are you all right? I'm on my mind right now. That hurt, didn't it?

Fine, I guess it's male sex to answer that.

I guess since elementary school. To insist that it doesn't hurt, even if it does. Even if it doesn't, it's a tiny, cute look.

No, because you like to let your eyebrows be ha-ha lettering and you look up worried? Either way, this is going to be a "reward," so it's not a problem at all.

It's our whispering pleasure to take a spring leak and read a book in silence.

The girl looks at the cute expression of "Oh, delicious" and drops her gaze on the comics again.

Fortunately, we have the right taste.

I wonder if you're an Indochist. If I had a book, I wouldn't have to go outside. It's like I don't care, and I wouldn't stress. Is that why I don't even remember having a quarrelsome quarrel?

No, in this case, I'm out for a comic book coffee at once, so about half of it goes outdoors?

Peeling, Peeling, and turning the page sounds.

Another addition was the voice of a girl laughing furiously strangely.

"What's going on?

"Yeah, there's something interesting about it... you see, this. I panicked after the bath, haha, I'm making such a fuss. I can't believe it at all."

"It's a comic book, so maybe it's more interesting to draw it over somewhat. Even us... Hmm?

I felt like I was seeing something on Marie's expanded page... but when did I see such a sight?

As she leans her neck in wonder, the girl stares at me wonderfully again. To be precise, it wasn't me who turned my gaze, it was against the cartoon I had in my hand.

"You, the page hasn't progressed at all"

"That's right. Did you know that? This is a mysterious creature hidden from every story. It's kind of an unusual comic book."

"Oh, I don't know, do I? Where the hell are you hiding..."

Alas, even Mr. Elf started to flicker.

When this happens, I don't even know if it's reading or looking for a mistake. On the contrary, they regularly say, "Itawa, Hola, Itaita! We're going to have a mysterious conversation," but I don't really care about that. If you enjoy the book, that's fine.

It should be...

"No..."

"Uh, can I help you, too?

"Yeah, it's okay. Because I'm not being mean, I'm just curious. Kazhiho, don't say anything. I know I don't have to look for it."

He kept his mouth shut and his eyes turned to me.

Marie has cancer because she looks like this. I know I can't move, but I look back at the comic strip softly with my heart and support.

§

Marie looks so happy after reading such a diary. I don't know why, but this kid loves to hold my weakness.

"Look, who could have been the real killer?

Asked to be mindful, I feel like a killer stranded on a cliff. With a sense of the waves of the Sea of Japan, I must tell you everything that motivates me from the glimpses of the past. If that's a promise, it's beautiful in style.

I came and raised my hands, and there you go. I knew you'd slap me in the chest. With a pounding and tickling strength.

"I don't mean to apologize, but I'm warm today, so why don't you go buy some ice cream? You might feel better walking down the river."

"Oh, that's good! We'll read more together when we get home."

It's our strength to act as soon as we think about it. I seldom get turned down because my preferences suit me.

Come on, and try to get up with your feet up, even if you're behaving badly. At that moment, a thin, springy skirt is pulled by gravity and falls...... yah! an adorable scream echoes into the room.

It suits my tastes, and so does the horse.

But at this moment, only the girl's ice cream was promised to be bundled.