Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

I finished the rest of my shopping and got back to the condo around lunch. Close the door of the batan and the car and then take out the box that fits in the trunk.

Grabbing cardboard weighs a lot and makes me laugh unexpectedly. Turning sideways, Marie looked the same, and she couldn't stop blowing out.

"Buffoo! You're a child now. I can't believe I'm happy with a toy like this. Hey, hey, take it quickly. I can't wait to decorate it right away."

That, I also think Marie would be happier.

But these big toys, and carrying a Christmas tree, do make it just a little fun.

I feel exhilarated by the wrapping paper that looks like Christmas time, and the packed bags of colorful decorations. I don't usually buy goods like this, but I wonder if Christmas is also a strange magic.

No, you don't. Quick, quick. It's because Mr. Elf is pushing me on the back. I've decided to get laid like this.

As she struggled to tighten her face, she rode to the elevator and Marie began to retreat and fish the bag the other day, heading upstairs. The ornament in your hand is decorated with red and gold, and you might think you've got a ton of gems in your hand.

The look on the girl's face also loosened to the brilliance.

"Oh, I don't know, this exciting feeling. Can you believe it? You're gonna decorate our house with trees soon?

"It's usually the first item I don't buy. Shall I leave the decorative captain to Marie, then? I'm glad you're leading us precisely."

Marie steps on the spot several times to say she's looking forward to it. Then he put his head on my shoulder and rubbed it around.

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Yeah, it'd be tough if your neighbors saw your face right now. Calm down, calm down."

Sounds like he's taking a deep breath, but my cheeks are going to collapse. Adults are really weak when you're so happy with them.

Chi, the noise sounded and arrived on our floor.

Well, when I finished carrying the rest of the shopping bags, the time had finally come to unwrap the cardboard. Sometimes when I take it out, it fits compactly, and the look on the elves and cats is still scarce.

But spreading the circular cloth, placing the foundation on it, connecting the two divided trees, and spreading the branches, the eyes increase the radiance. The branches of the toy produce a coniferous triangle, much higher than my or her back.

"Wow, I did it, it's a lot bigger than I thought!

"Hehe, you chose to be big on track. It was a big store, so I wonder if it would look unusual."

"It's okay. It will be decorated next year. I think this is more flashy and interesting. So it's never a wasted purchase."

Shh, and turned away, and then the girl blew out strangely. My cheeks are red because I just got back from the cold, peeking at my pearlescent teeth.

She's the leader today, so of course the crew should shake their heads vertically.

"So Captain Mariabel, are we just going to start decorating the tree?

"No, I wonder if you'll wait. First, you should decide where to go and what to decorate. There are a lot of other things besides trees that decorate rooms, and we have to do this in a planned way."

Copy that, Captain. The black cat and I salute each other.

That's why the fun decoration started while Marie instructed me to.

I feel much better when I take out the CD first and start playing Christmas songs.

"Wow, that's good, that music! English, so I don't know what you're talking about, but that's more interesting than usual!

"I think I prefer this one, too. Real hymns have a unique atmosphere."

I even think it will snow when I close my eyes.

The emotional woman's singing is mixed with laughter, and the light bell sounds in the room. Nature and the girls' heads began to shake left and right to celebrate Christmas lyrics that were repeated.

Tighten the window with a sticker and wrap the snowy ornament around the tree. The apples, bells, balls and other decorations vibrantly transform the conifers as the array of Christmas songs flows.

The last big star left is, of course, to decorate the top. Without hesitation (cum) when she crouched in, the girl rode on her back, conveying the marks and weight of

"Of course it's the captain's job to decorate this. Ichiro, please stand up."

When the pleasant voice invites her to wake her body, Fluffy Marie lifts up. The laughter of tickling rings in my ear and tickles me. But I stood firm to be distracted and not upset. [M]

"Not long ago, before. Yeah, yeah, around here...... Please remain still. Good, dude."

The stars carry me as I straighten out my luxurious arms and hold my head. I just wonder if I'll have a hard time keeping my heart rate down as far as this one is concerned because I'm being pushed through my neck.

Hi, Captain Marie, because if you're concentrating on something, there's something else going on.

The stars become oblique several times, and the captain makes the difficult request to "support your butt more firmly". With the smell of a girl, I hope you realize one day that it's a distressing thing to be able to rub your body at last, at last.

When the stars finally stood upright, they thrived.

I may be concerned about the psalms flowing to Mass, and how things are going in different rooms than usual. By the fire in the firewood stove (salamander) was stuck on the glass with his forehead flanked.

Well, if you've finished decorating, now it'll be your turn to cook.

Although I've been cooking ovens before, I think dinner will be more luxurious tonight.

Anyway, what I put on the slab was one whole piece of bird meat, and there was a line of vanilla around it. Elves with black cats on their shoulders are also interesting for their luxurious ingredients.

"I think the bird dishes will taste more enjoyable, although they are also in the Elf Forest. As far as I know, there's no more oven food."

"I'm looking forward to that... but I wonder how much I can eat. It would be a waste if I left it behind."

I don't know, I might eat an extra pelo. Because even though it's a small body, my Elf has been eating as much as I wonder where he's going to go.

Of course I don't say that wild, but instead I start planting chicken.

I said "peak of oven dishes" earlier, etc., but I think roast chicken is a pretty simple dish. Although there are a lot of shops lined up at this time of year, I can't buy them anymore because I made them by hand once.

That's as good as it sounds, and it doesn't take much effort. It takes a little expense and time instead, so I can't do it unless it's a weekend like today.

Speaking of laborious dishes, I'd love to get my hands on Borsicici someday.

First wash clean, wipe the water, then crush the vanilla and garlic, then mix the oil. Slip this into the chicken to massage, and rub the pepper and meat together.

"This is the way to treat the planting. Shall we take it out in the evening?"

"Wow, that's a lot easier. I feel like I can remember this right away."

Classic home-cooked food is more or less like that. The dumplings I make often may be more cumbersome.

Cheap, delicious and easy, is a common saying in the world.

Yeah, well, I didn't know that, but Christmas started on the 24th. You think it starts precisely at sunset on the 24th and lasts until sunset on the 25th?

When I told Marie that I was reading the book at the table to kill time, my long ears shook.

"It's strange to cross the day. I wonder what that means?

"It seems to have its origin in the time of Christ's birth. I was born at night, so we celebrate the night in between."

I see, and the girl nods. Celebrating the birth of the Son of God seems to be a rare monster for her, and then again the light purple eyes moved on to the novel.

Proceeded to read the book for a while, and as I recall, she lifts her face.

"So you were celebrating the 25th night? Were you alone celebrating a day that had nothing to do with it?

"Ugh! Well, you will. Even so, I don't think it's a big deal because I enjoy cooking alone."

I got a half-excused tone, and that turned into a girl's bump. Ha ha! And he laughs holding his belly, and even the black cat, who was round, makes a clever expression with "Pookskus".

The novel was closed without pinching (signs) and stared out of tearful eyes. With a look that wants to make more of me. [M]

"There you go, with a surprisingly meeher. So, is there really nothing wrong with Christmas that you're telling me tonight?

"I don't know. I don't think it's a big deal, either, because it's about the day we celebrate Christ. Of course, it's a big premise to keep time."

That's right, he laughed again.

No way, I didn't think I was spending my time in society.

Well, the sun is setting, so it seems time to celebrate Christmas Eve. When I get up from the chair, I just say, "I've been waiting," and the girl follows me.

I looked back at Marie in sheep's pajamas as she tied the apron's waist string.

"Shall we do it in order, then? The chicken was returned to room temperature, so the oven started to heat up after cutting the vegetables."

Operate with the pipe and the oven slowly raises the temperature. If I can look up from the fire with my mouth open, I'm about to blow it out, so I was wondering if you could stop.

Cut the prepared vegetables appropriately and place them on a heat-resistant dish. This time it's carrots and potatoes, but I don't mind this.

Crushed skinned garlic, rosemary, etc. are also placed on the pad, and covered with salt pepper and olive oil.

Sprinkle more salt pepper in the same way on the chicken, and leave the bottom flavor to rub. The rest will be stuffed in the stomach, but I guess the best thing to do is to put the whole lemon in the vanilla.

The smell disappears without the use of anything that smells like celery, parsley, or garlic, and instead it adds fragrance. It's bigger than anything that it has to be cheaper.

"Oh, shit. I should have brought herbs from the second level hall. I could have slept alone."

"... you're sleeping too well, you're going to have trouble picking it up really soon"

Yeah, you don't know which is easier than going to the supermarket.

I can't help it if I bother you. Let's get back on our minds and proceed with the cooking. Even so, it's almost over.

"Later I put it on a heat-resistant dish with vegetables from earlier and put it in the oven," he said. I looked around and greased it and cooked it again. "

"Wow, it's really easy! Yeah, I knew oven food was simple and good. Next time, why don't you have a kamado in the second level hall?"

Oh, that could be good.

If you're in the dream world, you can expect more firepower because you'll be able to use fire. If that happens...... not good, there could be more repertoires than this kitchen.

"The pizza I had in the labyrinth before was delicious. I knew there was nothing better to cook than freshly made dishes, and I wanted to increase my cooking methods."

"I think the problem is fried food. But you heard the sea catches big fish like whales. You might want to hem it."

At the end of the summer, I had a little coincidence and saved a fishing village. Then, if we go to purchase the product, we will be welcomed, and we will be able to divide the delicious ingredients as a matter of priority.

When the tourists get back in time, I don't think so either.

"It was a coincidence that I was able to save the fishing village, but that was a good one. Because there are few places suitable for purchasing sea ingredients."

"No wonder the demon is relaxing in our lake right now."

A bright conversation, such as this, also ends in about 45 minutes of something.

Finally, the chicken revealed its true nature, and the aroma of appetite began to flow from the oven.

When you pull the handle and take it out, shuuuuuuuu! and a good smell of oil burning. The quality oil was full of flavor, and the elves and black cats who inhaled it thoroughly yoked.

"This isn't it, it's really delicious. I think I can tell by the smell, but the overflowing oil is smoked by vegetables, and I'm going to sprinkle it from the top so it can be cooked in Paris."

This oil is called gravy sauce.

I think the chicken roasted in fox color only looks like a treat anymore. But the finishing touches are also important. Turn the vegetables upside down to avoid burning, and when the oil is turned, return to the oven again.

"I guess the rest is to cook until the skin is crisp. It's easy, so it's easy to remember, right?

The room was wrapped in a fragrance that could not be more ferocious because of the acidity of the lemons, and the chicken mixed with vanilla. Naturally, I can't wait for them. He drips from his mouth and the black cat in his arms looks the same, so he's about to blow out by accident.

"Huh, what do you smell right now!? Hey, hey, how much longer can you eat?

"A little over forty minutes. If you can't stand it, why don't you take a bath the other day? The room will be full of smell for a while, so it's tough."

When she made the suggestion, Marie jumped on the spot in the wind that she couldn't wait, then nodded loudly.

"Well, let me do that. Oh, I can't believe this is Christmas Eve... I finally understand that Christ is a great God."

Ugh... I think I misled you, but don't you get angry because you respect me? When she rethinks and shuts up, Marie disappears into the bathroom fluttering with a towel and a change of clothes in her hand.

Go ahead and soak it up to your shoulders.

Was it Uridora who couldn't wait?

Favorite chicken, it's also an extraordinary way to cook. On the floor for a while. No. Suffering - I wonder if she's happy - she stuck it out of her head into the futon, which she couldn't stand, anyway.

The way he's pinning his tail and pointing his butt, he says, "Bear with it, bear with it! If you put up with this, it's a treat!" The agony is hidden. The bed will probably be salivating, but I don't know if I can help it all tonight.

"Uridora, if you like, we can make these kinds of pieces in the second level hall."

"Ugh!!

Oh, well, with all due respect.

I don't think so, but do you suffer equally stuffy over there? Well, it can't be that, it's like a magic dragon that's been alive since ancient times.

Looking down, the fire pressed his cheeks, and the fudge clouded the glass around his nose.

It's sloppy, you with fire. Because if you look like that, you can't stay without blowing it out.