Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Pom, pom, and sound.

Looking out the window, the night sky sparkled slightly.

It's a dim room with only indirect lighting on. "Is it that time of year already," he murmured at the way he dyed the room irregularly.

Marie, Marie, they're doing fireworks.

That's what I called it, but the girl lying in bed, she's getting a good night's sleep. Because I did her favorite shoulder blade massage earlier, and I fell asleep not to mention how pleasant it was.

Even though it's Tokyo's two biggest fireworks.

Even so, it's hard to force a crowd hater Marie to wake up and take her from now on. It's also a sweaty, hard night to sleep on.

Fuwa and I have something to dance at the edge of our sight.

Fluffy, fluffy, and the incredible thing that drifts is the ice spirits.

It doesn't look fantastic, though, etc., it looks a lot like a translucent jellyfish. I learned Elf when I was a kid, longing to see the Spirit, but I didn't know it looked like that.

The spiritual mage who summoned him is in deep sleep. You've been freed from your service, so I'm sure you won't be able to see it any longer. I should sleep again at this comfortable room temperature. [M]

I think so, and when I open the thin futon, I creep next to her.

The Ice Spirit is a very grateful being who lowers the temperature and, of course, extremely kind to our wallet.

Fluffy, fluffy, and spirits dance.

Drawn by the lights or drifting around the lamp, one notebook enters sight as you follow it with an endless eye.

- Every once in a while, I've read that one.

When I held it in my hand wondering if it was about spring, it was still that journal written by the Half Fairy Elves.

Maybe he was also concerned about your husband's past. It was the wind that wanted to read my secret diary that kept drifting closer to my head.

"If you read this in silence, you'd be pissed off, wouldn't you?

Heh heh heh, it's you who gets angry.

It seemed like it was probably my fault I was saying that. But is it just a coincidence that Fluffy drifted and the diary was opened in that wind?

"Hmm, is this during the summer festival?"

Still chasing boring letters with my eyes while I know it's something I shouldn't do.

I slowly remembered the time as I listened to the sound of fireworks that sounded so pleasant. It's strange that memories with her can never fade, I wonder.

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Pong, and Mariabelle takes a step forward with her back pressed.

It was the Magic Dragon Uridora who pushed her back, laughing at us.

"Look, I wore it because of you. Don't be shy, walk well."

"Well, yes, but my feet are very cramped. And a little... embarrassing."

The girl says something like that, looking up at me.

The red lips are bright in color and the yukata looks fresh again. The flaky horizontal hair was dull with my fingertips, and the way I put it on my ears also had a different colour than usual.

"What do you think?

Asked with a proper gaze.

The cheeks were slightly red and the doggie seemed to infect me because it was a rare cosmetic product.

"Yeah, very well..."

Ka, Pei! We freeze because of the trick.

When I turned my gaze, there was Uridora with her hands on her hips and a face that looked like she didn't like her heart. Even though he's amazingly beautiful, he does such tricks flat out.

"North Se, why don't you do that after you close the front door? Are you willing to sweeten it to the taste of the stall I'm looking forward to? You won't let that happen, will you? Look, we'll be on our way later, so let's just hold hands and go."

I was paid firmly by hand, and Batan and the door were closed.

We've been blinking over and over for a while, but when we gaze at each other, we laugh at each other and walk out at our usual rate.

"Hey, you look great. I'm surprised. The cherry blossom pattern and the hair decoration of the flowers are very familiar. It's a gorgeous yukata like a half fairy elf."

"Naturally, I took the time to design it for this day. Look, it's nice to have a flickering shaker. You don't have to tell me you're cute a hundred times."

Speaking of which, I thought making clothes was your hobby. He showed off a lot of clothes in the elves, but not since he became a fine spiritual magician. I've complained many times that I don't like grey robes.

But it was a miscalculation that I was looking forward to this far. Press the button on the elevator as you sag and sweat.

It's a neighborhood festival, so I was going to invite you out as casually as "let's take a peek"...

"What's the matter, suddenly you look weird? Forget something?"

"No... I need to tell you something first..."

"What are you trying to say? Maybe the yukata doesn't look good on you?

No, no, no. There's no way you're not looking good. It's gorgeous as if the flowers blossomed, and I'm just happy to be nearby. That's not what I'm trying to say...

As I descend the elevator with Vienna, I open my heavy mouth somehow.

"Well, I want to apologize...!

"You want to apologize, something?

With Kakun and his head obliquely, when he looks very strange, a chin and a noise make it to the ground floor. When the door opened, a surprising noise overflowed.

A mighty hanging voice of wow, wow, and plenty of water, water and water scattered without hesitation.

I whisper softly to Marie, who stands still.

"The festival here is unique. It's a historic festival as the Edo Three Festival, but as you can see, it's very noisy."

"Oh, yeah...?"

The majority of people on the road look like lawsuits, or people in private clothes. That should also be a natural outfit because you can go over there and pour water on it.

And of course Marie grabbed my sleeve and said, "You're lying!?," he said with a screaming voice.

Ha, ho, ho!

Sounding so lightly, Marie tries so hard to avoid the water... or hides mainly in my shadow. Of course this one gets wet enough that the droplets drip, but I can't help it all.

"Yeah, sounds good! You're a shield today, so please protect me."

"I'd say I'll take care of it, but I'm not sure because it's my first experience as a shield (tank)...... blah!

Then I get watered from my face, and the droplets drip. How funny that look was, the girl laughs with pleasure holding her stomach.

"Hahaha! Stand up and protect the Spirit Mage. Yeah, it's a brilliant collaboration. Unfortunately, I'm out of magic, so I can't do anything."

"Hmm, it's tough not to even get you to recover. You might end up being a shield (tank) in the dream world."

Do you mean recovery, I'll hold my arm all the time?

Perfume with slightly drifting products and an interesting yukata look in a ju colour. The way you left your horizontal hair tied is still gorgeous.

But even such a trick was a trap, and as soon as it was seen, a god passed behind him, and a great deal of water flew across him. If I can say it at a time like this, I only have this one word.

Let's get out of here.

Then we ran into the alley with a pleasant scream. With the sound of heels and waste.

Sit on the company stairs on the corner and watch the distant hustle and bustle.

It's a little noisy, and the way the water flies is different from Tokyo, which I'm usually used to seeing. It feels exactly like downtown.

The girl's voice sounded as she tilted a bottle of lamb and enjoyed the frivolous carbonation.

"Strange, I thought Japan was full of diligent people, but I can't believe it's so shabby at the festival"

"It's normal to drink and dance and celebrate the advent of spring. This year it is a book festival that takes place only once every three years. As you can see, we're blocking all roads, and I'm guessing God only recognizes pedestrian heaven today."

It will seem strange that a lot of people will cross paths and carry your gods. The blue sky has an entrance cloud, which is impressive as a summer festive poem.

But there is only one thing that is distracting.

"Did I disappoint you?

"Yeah, at all. Sure surprised me at first, but thanks to my excellent shield (tank), the water attribute attack was also properly handled."

Marie, with droplets on her hair, grins gently with a grin.

What a strange thing it was to be stuck and ignored in the first place we met.

She has matched a bottle of champagne with a bottle of lamb.

"And me, I like this lamune. I feel like summer."

It gives me a peek at my white teeth like pearls and gives me a smile that suits me well with that blue sky. Then I'll have to tell them how much fun the festival is.

When I can drink the lamb I had left, I stand up saying goodbye. The delicious scents that seem to arrive from afar can also be described as festive poems.

Once I got home and pinched my break, the area was completely dark.

There are as many people at night, but also people in yukata stand out. I'm sure it's because there's a bonsai after this.

Marie, looking at it, was honestly leaking "good". Well, it wasn't the kind of outfit you'd wear in that situation, was it?

At night, the busyness turns into something different again.

Teppanyaki that gives you white smoke and a delicious scent that seems to arrive from all over. This is by the Deep River Shrine, with narrow streets and street streets.

"Hmm, you have an atmosphere. This kind of unique feeling, I like"

"I hardly ever come alone, but it could be different."

The sight illuminated by lots of lanterns is intense with signs of Asia.

It is full of humidity because of all the water that I sprinkled during the day, and there is a little heat. Connect your hands with nature so that you don't fall off, and walk down such a street.

"Right, right. It smells delicious."

Marie can't see the store because of her low back, but she smells it and leads me through it. The aroma of the sauce grew stronger and there was a baked noodle shop ahead of us when we arrived.

"Pugh, we're finally here! Uncle, two roasted noodles!

"There you go......" Oh, that's the lady then!

After a moment of pomposity, her pale purple eyes turned round.

"Ah, uncle of apple candy!? Wow, you still had a store open here!

"Ha! Yeah, well, you gave him apple candy. How did it go, how did it taste?

"Ha, ha," Marie groans in her squeaky voice.

Yeah, well, you cared about eating delicious, but you accidentally melted it in geothermal heat. I can't forget the look on your face that you were eating so sadly.

And when we used to talk like that, my uncle was staring at us in blue. That's how the two of us are still holding hands and talking at a much closer distance than before again.

The older guy leaks words as he rubs his jaw.

"I'm surprised, I'm totally good at Japanese. I knew it would be difficult for foreigners to study."

Yes, and Marie flashes her blink when she says so while handing her plastic bag. Then I had a grin that suited my gorgeous yukata well.

"No, indeed. Sure, it was tough at first, but when I noticed it while watching movies and reading picture books, I was able to talk."

"I even write a diary," whispers the money as if it were a secret story. Then to a face full of wrinkles, an even deeper wrinkle was engraved.

"Hehe, if you had a cool boyfriend, you'd be quick to remember. So, you two started dating after all?

Marie looks at me softly with one surprised face. The side illuminated by the lantern felt her cheeks a lot red because of her mind.

Well, I guess. I'm surprised or panicked, probably because it's the first time someone else has asked me about socializing. But there was nothing backwards, so I lost my shoulder.

"" Yes ""

Turning to the front, when they replied that way together, my uncle laughed with great pleasure. I looked at my grandson, but for some reason he invited me at his fingertips.

(If you're a cool boyfriend, you'd have to buy your daughter what she likes, wouldn't you?

(Uh, are we talking business there? Why don't you give me a gift like before? I'm sure you'll love it)

(Oh, I didn't know your boyfriend, such a cute kid, was such a villain as to hit an old man. It's the end of the world. Whoa, hey. I have no choice but to tell you)

I understand, I replied with a rare trembling voice for me.

Walk the night lane with Marie, who leaks her nose song. I don't fall or anything thanks to lanterns that are dark but everywhere.

It's almost time for summer poetry, bonsai. The light music we hear from afar would be the tone that invites us.

Although there had been happenings since then where goldfish suckled and "one fish opponent breaks our wheels at the same time," Marie sounded in a good mood to waste her teasing. I'm sure you owe it to the treat I handed you earlier.

"Hmm, you know what, about this"

He asks with a white fluffy treat in his hand. Is it possible that you are referring to the candy that is a staple of the street? With that doubt on her mind, Marie looked good at it.

"This is so sweet, how dare you disappear if you eat it"

"... Huh? If you eat, why don't you just disappear?

I was going to answer that very obviously, but it turns into a gaze that sees students who can't do well.

"Too bad, I can't believe you don't know. This, uh, really disappears if you eat it. It's like magic."

Even if they said it with such a firm face......

But look, if you eat it, it's normal to disappear, and I don't think it's surprising. Yes, I was staring back at Marie with my neck tilted, and she looked at me wondering how I could tell.

"Mm-hmm. - Try it, too! Then you'll know absolutely what I'm talking about! Ahem!

I pinched the candy with my fingers and put it in my mouth with a lot of momentum. I made my eyes black and white. Besides, he said, "Look, look, you disappeared at your place, right?" I'm going to ask for your consent... "

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

We look back at that voice as if it were frightening. Then a woman I was used to seeing stood. Dark hair is tied with a pearlescent string, and the black fabric is scattered with many cherry blossom patterns.

An old-fashioned yet gorgeous outing. It was Mr. and Mrs. Ichijo who surrounded such a brunette beauty.

"Toru, Kaoruko, you were both here to visit!

"Yeah, I was actually there during the day, but you're in the bureau business. You're right to finally get out. See, I'm ready over there."

At the tip of the pointing point, the lanterns are lined up shifting toward the "yagura". Its orange-dyed location has whistles and drum claps, surrounded by more unique Asian air.

"Hey, is that Bon Odori?

"That's right. It's really for sustenance, but it's totally a summer festival poem. By the way, does Marie like to dance?

Yeah, absolutely, and as soon as possible, the girl pulls my hand. If the words and actions don't match, but you look so entertained, a man is irreversible, right?

Marie walks lightly, being put on a drum or whistle.

She grinned as she looked back as she dyed her hair peachy with lantern lights.

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also make the sound of a sleigh and a sheet, then her head on her lap. I still looked at him with sleepy eyes, and the kid laughed softly.

"I hear fireworks coming from the outside."

"Sorry, I was just reading a bonsai diary"

Bad guy, he whines, and then rubs his cheeks on his thighs with his thighs to sweeten him. Maybe I found just the right pillow.

When I rinse my hair with my fingers, the moisture feels through my fingers. He narrowed his eyes to make me feel good, and then he stared at me.

"That was fun, bonsai. 'Cause it was crazy. Because I felt like a child."

"Oh well, did Marie like to dance?

Yeah, absolutely, and she grinned.

She laughed at me, and then responded comfortably to my request for a cup of barley tea. You have to take the punishment for breaking your promise.

We had a quiet time until we fell asleep, as the wind chime sounded from somewhere.