Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

If you look at it, all the clouds in the sheep pattern were stained with a sea color.

At the time of the visit, the stage, which had a gorgeous performance, was also in the process of withdrawing, and somewhere sadly the end of the day appeared in Uridora's eyes.

Then black eyes look at Kitase walking toward the parking lot and Shirley leaning against him.

I'd like to talk cheerfully if I were normal, but I'd like to make them as alone a world as possible. The reason for this is that Uridra has a small assignment on her chest.

You can't be a goddess if you know love.

It is the reason of the world, and it will never be overshadowed.

She was the only one who knew the truth, but she got along hoping it would trigger something......

"These guys are kids more than Marie. Wouldn't that be a glimmer?"

I didn't make any progress so much that I accidentally got bogged down.

I only got the distance closer, so I expected it, but that's clear. We haven't crossed the boundaries of our friends and we want our current relationship with each other in trouble again.

Unlike the soft physical waist, Kitase never crossed the line.

One or two, he says it's a man's worth to cheat... no, there's a grieving girl, so you can't do it in the first place.

Even myself, Elf's daughter is cute and I don't want to betray her. I've always been there for you.

But I don't want to entrust this role to anyone I don't know, and I'm pretty sure Shirley is sprouting love. There can't be another understudy.

I think it was a boring day to ask yourself that.

Uridora looks at the stage of demolition and at the sky as the day ends. The expression is calm, but it was terribly gritty inside.

I don't have time.

There is no respite.

The gear of destiny has moved out, and even now the second hand is progressing.

Since the opening of the entrance to the ancient labyrinth - no, it must have been the "age of men" - the countdown had begun.

But I also feel like complaining.

The way you walk with your arms together makes you want to jerk off, even though you're a lover.

I think maybe Shirley is a dog attribute. If I had a tail, I'd probably shake it and go for a walk with Kitase.

It was a look that made me feel that way.

And he turns his gaze to her and talks, "Did you have fun today?"

As Shirley nods, of course, he also replies with quite a grin, "I'd be glad to hear it".

Even as I looked at it, it was a discerning grin on his part.

I'm glad you enjoyed it.

I hope I don't get lonely or anxious.

I always have friends and I want them to fall asleep thinking it was a good day.

The grin conveyed by such thoughts may, for once, be influenced by the birth of the past. He said he was the one who wanted to live like that the most.

No, that's why, huh?

The more token and chest beep, the more meaning his words have, and the stronger hope itself.

Shirley also stops walking again and takes his word for it.

Is there anything I can do for you? Yes, her blue sky eyes swayed, and the goddess candidate slowly offered his hands to him.

Maybe it's the first time I've ever wanted to fulfill a person's wishes.

She opens her soft lips before Kitase, who looks strange.

Take a deep breath trying to be brave, like practicing vocalization - Shirley's singing sounds in front of a half-detached stage under a cedar sky.

It was a love song (love song) that should have perished in ancient times.

The soft voice spreads in double, carving a melody as it intersects. The annoying word belongs to the ancient language, and few, if any, can understand it now.

But wonder, I can think of that era.

The giant creature that sees the night sky will remember peace there. Eventually, the meteors adorn the galaxy, and this falls asleep thinking you saw something good.

Nothing. I'm sure such a day has become a treasure.

Pulsating singing is going to shake your skin and paralyze you from gin and the core of your head.

That was not only the case with North Se, but also with those who happened to be around.

Shapeless singing reaches a shapeless soul and brightens its surroundings.

This..., and even the Magic Dragon groans unexpectedly.

And I laughed quietly.

I see signs, even if I don't mind. Then let's say we don't do the grid or anything by ourselves and watch it go quietly.

I thought so and again enjoyed the singing of the goddess candidate.

- I thought, when I reached the car in the parking lot, the Magic Dragon again got into a grip.

There was something so big in the back seat that the expression fitted.

wrapped in adorable wrapping paper depicting heartmarks etc...?

Looking so suspiciously, Kitase looked one sorry face.

"I put it on first because it's heavy. I'm sorry to interrupt your gift to Marie, but it would help if you put up with me for a while."

Ha, this is the gift!?

Well, here it is! Meh, I'm worried about the contents!

I thought I would buy clothes and accessories exactly, unexpectedly or unexpectedly, and I didn't expect to choose something this big.

It is slightly rectangular and big enough to cover the window on the other side. I touched it with my fingertips properly, but I'm not sure there's a cardboard inside. When it does, curiosity is stimulated by muzzles.

"Are we friends? You don't mind if I just take a peek inside, do you?

When I speak to him in the driver's seat, he sends his gaze on what to do to Shirley in the passenger seat. Then she made a batsmark at her fingertips and came this way. It means no.

Wet, meet a new sign of intent.

"I don't have a choice, because I was reading a book without participating in the gift selection. Well, I hope Uridora looks forward to her birthday tomorrow."

Beise is also Beise, and I can read Shirley's mind... I'm really angry.

Watch the present on the side, roaring muggles.

Ahhh, the area around your hips is going to muzzle!

What are you doing? I want to tear you apart!

For her to live a long time, the custom of a birthday suffers from understanding.

But I've never been more eager to celebrate my birthday.

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The light purple eyes turned into a very clean round.

I dyed my cheeks and just saw the look that sparkled my eyes, and Kitase's cheeks traced me along the way to collapse.

But there is no one to look over it. Because everyone was gazing at the gift.

"Wow! Crate!!

The voice of a girl overflowing with surprise and joy echoes the apartment.

Among the unraveled wrapping paper was a very large piece of furniture. Antique tones in dull colors, reinforced with hardware and belts. Of course, having a fine lock is a must as a chest.

Beise, who managed to regain her expression, crouched next to her and offered Mariabelle the golden key.

"Marie's personal effects are growing. I wondered how Shirley could store things that were important. Look, we always do labyrinth tactics, don't we? Crates are familiar."

I looked at the glittering keys and the girl said, "I'm so happy!" and held him to his roots.

It's the end of kissing Munchkin on his cheek and going on with his buttocks as he goes on...... Uridra leaves a dumb couple rambling her heart mark and peeks into the crate.

"Oh, this is good, it's really good! I want it, too! Hmmm, if you do the finishing touches on the locks while you're at it... guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Hey, this isn't bad or anything. It's just for shared purposes, very peaceful craftsmanship - really, if you don't find out, there's nothing wrong with it.

Uridora tried to touch the lock, thinking, etc., but it was the butt mark at her fingertips that showed up in her sight.

When Shirley's face appears as she continues to try to "Don't," she gobbles her throat at the ungainfully powerful.

"Gu, get a strange penetration... I don't think you're going to punish me."

Well, I don't know. Shirley's lips turn to a laugh.

But the way you showed just a little growth is another delightful change for the Magic Dragon.

Tickling and laughing at each other, he took his hand and stood up.

Decorating the table is a birthday meal, plus dessert.

If I light a candle, I have to turn off the lights first and enjoy the atmosphere.

Then we all look at each other and receive a birthday song to the star of the day.

I laugh at myself for embarrassment, but don't worry about it because they're all the same.

Together with singing and clapping, every candle of fire shakes.

Thanks to the lightning, only everyone's smile can be seen in sight.

If you feel the thrill in your chest, now it's time to blow that fire out.

Breathe heavily, and the Half Fairy Elves blow to the candle they omitted because they can't put more than a hundred on it.

Happy Birthday voice and multiple applause rings in the darkened apartment.

I'm sure I'll be pointing and waiting for this day next year, so Mariabelle was so happy.