Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

I ride in the wind and hear strings and drums from somewhere. They were tweaking multiple instruments, and the tone of their inability to be decent music rang down to the street.

There are posters on the loose downhill streets that will be a "music festival," and I'm sure the choir will show off when the sun falls.

On that tone, it's the black cat that's been running from the alley. I rang "Nyah" to tell him to take him if he was going to play, and over there the heeled shoes snarled.

"Uridora, would you like to come play with me?

At the end of the inquiry was a brunette with red lipstick, dressed like a new black leather jacket and jeans. "That's why," she said with a smile as she pinched her fingers at the warm looking fur covering her neck.

"Do I have time for that? But there are times when it's difficult to travel. Take my demon as an escort."

Uridora says so, narrowing her eyes resembling obsidian stones as she takes charge of the black cat from behind.

That's when I realized I wasn't hiding the corners and tails. The question arises as to why you hated to stand out as a dragon man. She noticed this idea, and she deepened her grin as she asked me to hold the black cat.

"You have to show me you're right. People value results more than anything else. I tend to misconstrue that that's the answer, but it doesn't change as much as it does in the nature of things."

Her words descend as she senses the body temperature of a muddy black cat. It's a word that makes you feel intelligent, a voice that writes off your usual words and actions, etc. But my nose, which was blocked by both hands, was stuck by her.

"If you do the right thing with this figure, every day the people will learn the correctness of the laws and regulations. At least I know how right I am, but I have to give them a chance to learn."

By statute she would mean not discriminating against demons, beasts or subhumans. But I want to appeal. [M]

"Nose, nostrils..."

That conversation, you needed to pinch my nose!?

Was it funny how jittery she looked? Uridora narrowed her eyes until she became a line and finally let me go.

"Let's give Fu, Fu and Kita Se a chance to learn too. A traveling god is not an old god. And in search of the land of peace, they chose the way of distress from themselves, that is, to wander the continent.

With a mouthful of that, I'm invited with my fingers for a moment. Me and Marie, and when Muy gets close, she takes a bag of cookies out of her nostalgia. I treat her like a child entirely, but in her opponents, everyone is like a child.

"The habitable place that happens to be found becomes a village, a town, a country. Such people's steps struck God's heart. Therefore, it began to give protection to keep the journey safe and beautiful memories. Much weaker than the god of kingdom, but no other blessing is finding good fortune on the journey"

It's like hearing a fairy tale, and we breathe our inspiration. Her eyes looking up are just as beautiful as the stars' night sky, and her mysterious voice is pleasant again.

The other thing handed to me was a small flower. It is a bright white flower that also withstands the winter cold blooming in the third tier. If it snowed, I'm sure you'd be wearing these colors.

"Offer these flowers to the monastery on your journey, but be good. Now, be careful and go."

"Yeah, thanks. But Uridora is really sweet."

"Yeah, really. How unquestioned and burnt to death when we first met. Alas, for the second time, all our bowls of cutlets were taunted and I wondered if I was crying for the fact that they were gone"

Yes, when we said it, after blinking, she said, "Totally adorable guys," and she hugged me. Whoa, treating a child like a magic dragon even to me, a socialite.

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When a boy speaks in the alley of [Travel Guide (Train)], Gotgoto and cobblestone fall. It's dark ahead, and even the Cats can't look over a ragged space. Because it's a place people never recognize.

And he says, "I'm going," and he waves loudly as he mouths. Even smaller beasts together and wave is adorable, Uridora laughs unconsciously.

Eventually they were drunk by the world of the gods, and the three became unrecognizable even to the Magic Dragon.

"Does God not interfere with each other? The way Alirai's god of kingdom and Shirley is so heterogeneous that he hasn't seen it in the past."

I shrugged like that.

The user demon I handed over is temporarily changing into a gem. Otherwise, it will not be accepted without interference. But this unnamed country is becoming a mixture of the gods of nations. Uridra thinks without foundation that coexistence also turns into something different.

"So, are you glad you didn't tell them?

Yes, Uridora doesn't look back when asked from behind, nor does she reply. Tianlong, wearing a checkered hat, waits awhile and asks again.

"I would have kept that rare cat clan in the name of looking for a fellow clan to leave blood behind. If a royal family named Walth pushed off numerous opposites and couldn't find them..."

"I told you. They say they're lucky to be on the road. Hmm, the guided tour and the trip to North Se may go on forever. I didn't expect you to get lucky when you left... No, that's just not too much to think about."

I laughed and then denied my thoughts.

This is what Uridora thought. Loved by the traveling god, he said.

The gods are heterogeneous and never deal with humans or anything else. I don't even have the emotion of loving, etc., I just use a species called human as I taught Shirley before.

But then again Uridora wonders.

Wasn't he loved by the goddess?

A miracle happened because of it. The fate that should never have changed did change, and I doubted my own eyes at Shirley's appearance that even the magical dragon, who lived thousands of years, got flesh.

"... have I also been given the opportunity to learn"

"What does that mean?

I reply that it's nothing and finally look back at him. Then there was the appearance of Tenryu, full of the sense of life of having a baby on both arms and back, and once again the Magic Dragon was to break up with each other.

"Let's say we enjoy the music festival. I want these kids to learn how to play music."

With a proper little nose, the ancient dragon couple walked out towards the boulevard.

Much to learn, little to wear. For there is a great separation between the knowledge given and the knowledge sought from oneself.

But Uridora knows that there is something to acquire, whether it be the knowledge given. Mainly in the genre of taste and entertainment.

"Come on, it's almost time to build my Ramen Yokocho!

"You finally made a grand confession."

With such a big stretch, Uridora walked down the boulevard with a sunny look.