Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Shirley emerges from the gently opened curtain.

I think a vest on a long-sleeved shirt, and shorter pants, sounds like some cute detective.

He has screaming lips that pull him to the side, possibly because he exposed his thighs for the first time. He was diligently covering his skin with his palms in an attempt to conceal a little of his dazzling.

As for me, I gained from seeing my skin like snow and my beautiful legs stretching smoothly.

I'm here to ask for a gift for Mr. Elf who's not here, but I might have pulled a pretty good hit from the start.

"Yeah, cute. No complaints. It shows Shirley's new charm because it has products and is healthy. Look, you'll have very bright eyes. So I guess anyone will look back. Then we'll have a souvenir shoot soon..."

The screaming face in the middle of talking has the maximum value, and I can't! The curtain closed at a shabby and tremendous speed as shown.

That's right, I was gonna compliment you.

In the gap on the underside of the fitting room, you can see her feet with her toes aligned with the letter (c).

You seem to be grumbling, but I'm worried about whether it's okay to speak up.

I was imagining where Marie was wearing it, so maybe I got on with it and got her in trouble.

and then the curtain opens and her face appears in a much lower position than earlier. He nodded and gave him only a peek in the face.

I'm leaning my eyebrows, and I don't know if I'm angry or shy. So I crouched right in front of him.

"Do you like the clothes, Shirley?

She shook her neck sideways, "No" with her cheeks red.

He has just a few tears and a mumbling face.

"Did you hate taking pictures?

When I ask that, my fingers come out of the gap in the curtain to make a butt mark. Well, this was certainly my fault. She said she tried her best to embarrass me and even showed me her thighs.

Of course, though it looked great on me.

She's like a redneck reading in a fairy tale because it's something that spills honey-colored hair from curtains and makes her cheeks red.

Her fingertips point to the other piece of clothing she held beside her.

I give it to him with regret that it looked good on him, and his tender arm stretches out to grab it.

And the pale tinted lips moved me "wait".

Although there are many ways to spend time, I think these cases are also interesting. Lean against the wall and wait slowly for her unfamiliar with wearing clothes.

The people who go to and from the mall are surrounded by the holiday air of being lovers and family.

I wonder if it was fun to learn from Uridora and bring her a novel.

Ahead, looking down at the blowout with that in mind, there was a magical dragon who sometime enjoyed his coffee at the coffee shop.

Long, straight brunettes look good in the eyes, both from the opposite sex and from the same sex. I'm sure those around will be interested in the romantic novels in her hands.

She's going to look at this one.

Then I smiled slightly at my obsidian eyes and waved, "I'm enjoying myself, so enjoy yourself," I guess.

But to be honest, it's very strange to be able to look up to Zaa from the people around you. I wish you'd pretended not to notice, and when I was cold sweating, the curtain slowly opened.

The neck of the white blouse is decorated with a ribbon and the skirt with a wide hem is calm blue. There is something that I think is a lady, and I wonder if the slightest exaggeration of the breast is gothic.

Shirley looked like she was about to lose her embarrassment and grabbed the curtain all the time.

"Very..."

The mouth that I almost opened to share my thoughts with is now sealed by the butt mark on my fingertips.

Yes, it was. Earlier, she was in trouble because of a lot of bad praise.

Then simply telling her "you're cute," she moved her lips rather and gave me a troubled grin.

I told you I couldn't do that, and this guy's gonna compliment me right away. You look like you think so, but you're a goddess candidate, so you have to forgive me for the little things.

She laughed at me when she shrugged her shoulders when she looked strange.

Maybe he cared just a little bit. The next time her fingertips were pointed, it was just beside me.

Well, you don't have anything anymore, do you?

That's what I said, but she walked next to me and gently tangled her hands around my elbow.

I was surprised by the soft, sinking arms, but my returned eyes, as I said "naturally," were gradually reversing my jaw.

I see, I embarrassed you with your earlier clothes, so if you don't make it up to me with an escort, they'll piss you off.

However, I need you to take that price tag before I look for my next gift.

The large shopping mall is bright and there are many items suitable for gifts again.

My first visit to the Aroma store was fantastic, decorated with bottles that I couldn't count.

Enjoying the aroma and atmosphere seems to help loosen the purse string even at somewhat higher prices.

Nevertheless, I think these looked more like a treasure to her, who loves plants than I do.

It is also a smile to point diligently at a bottle high up. He took the trial and showed me the face of "fuwa" when I let him smell it.

Next, bundle the dried lavender together and enjoy its scent with a well-shaped nose.

Then, as I recall, when you take a bigger book out of nowhere, at best give it a sketch... here, what are you doing? That demon atlas isn't a good thing to have in public, is it?

At times like this, Shirley stops listening to people horribly.

Get your hands off me, even if I say no, and look "out of the way". [M]

In a way, he's a maniac or a collector. Something unusual or I like, I can't help but want to add to her treasure (collection).

Bearing the eye from the clerk, when the sketch was finally over...... there was a tasteless, odorless lavender born there.

What the hell happens when this happens? You said you took the scent, the essence of being a lavender, into that book? When will you know this is Gangdong Ward?

"Thank you -"

The clerk bows his head and leaves the Aroma store behind. Needless to say, the bag in hand was packaged with an earlier lavender.

Shirley, of course, was smiling beautifully, "Thank you," and she was wearing a book that looked important.

I just want you to forgive me for the slightest bit of my smile.

Though I got the body, I think she's somewhere light.

I snooped in at the clock in the trinket store, and that's also true when I come home satisfied. I smile on my lips and put my hands on my arms with natural tricks.

Then he tells me how interesting it was, gesturing by hand. Probably a kid who likes to make reports. That was a new discovery for me, too.

Awesome, when you reply that it's funny, you laugh at me like I'm determined and tickled, and this one makes me happy.

That could have been the case from the haunt. Surprisingly by my side, defenseless and careless, I'm about to bump into someone right away.

I thought it was different from when I was reigning in the second tier as Reaper.

After a while, Shirley glanced around slightly.

We spent a lot of time together, so I know what she thinks by and large. So I answered her questions as I changed course.

"Uridora was resting at the coffee shop. I'm headed to the food court, so I'm guessing the dragon will be here any minute."

Huh? Where? and the strange blue sky eyes turn this way.

I guess the answer is quicker to look at with that eye. Turning around the corner with that in mind, you can see a lounge overlooking the sea, that and the people who enjoy a snack.

If you're tired of walking in shopping, it's a classic to rest here. When I was telling him that, I could see Uridora coming early enough.

Hmm, good smile. So much so that the phrase "cat neat" comes to mind.

At Uridora's suggestion, she decided to head outside with a snack in her hand. The air outside is clear, with a slight hint of the sea.

They didn't miss a place where the dragon could rest, and near the seafarer's yard, there was a lounge suitable for you.

Ooh, what leaks my voice is that there was a location overlooking the ocean on one side, and there were several benches available to sit back on.

If you feel like it, you are allowed to fall asleep and take a nap.

There was a couple who just left their seats and thankfully sat there.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Whatever Uridora is, Shirley looks a little tired.

"Hmm, good view. I've come to the ocean because of you, and if you don't enjoy it, you'll be fine."

Then Uridora gives a reliable grin and hits the crepe before boasting.

Plenty of raw cream, strawberry sweetness and sourness, and plenty of buttered dough, apparently, were enough as a thank you.

"Mmm, sweet and delicious! The land is also strong for dessert."

Shirley, who watched it, also opens her mouth to the wind of fear. My hair is going to stick together, and I'll stir it up and then I'll start with one.

Butter accentuates the aroma of flour and chew a thousand pieces of what feels meaty because of the cream.

Sweetness overflowing with thickening so as to unwrap the wrapping paper. Cream full of milk fat is just right for tired bodies.

The sweetness and sourness of the strawberries touched her tongue so that she could not get used to the sweetness, and her expression changed from surprise to grin.

Women still have no eyes for sweet things.

You may have been surprised to find that the dough, which is just curly, is actually in a mille-feuille-shaped layer.

Sweet! Yummy! and the two of them shining their eyes is still smiling.

There is also satisfaction in choosing an extraordinary gift, and I think so.

One more thing you don't understand is Uridora. I was so excited about the mall, I couldn't believe I was heading to the coffee shop when I entered.

I wonder what you're up to.

Though I think so, I don't even think I'll confess easily.

I wanted to see her eyes, but I never turned to this one after everything I had eaten.