Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Thickened cream-colored liquid falls off. It got on a round plate and now spread in circles.

Mr. Elf stretching back and peeking in at the counter wondering what he's going to do, but I'm sure he'll just be a little more forward.

Kuru, when the coming and hera move, the dough dominated by wheat quickly spreads and stretches to the end of the plate. When I noticed it had baked eyes in it and the gentle aroma of butter spread fluffy all the way to the street.

The girl who was shown that early work had her lips open and then her big eyes even bigger. Then I pointed my index finger at the plate and said, "Did you see that? ♪ And he'll look at me ♪

Of course, I snort, "I saw it," but every time a woman's delightful fruit, cream, and chocolate get on board, the eyes of the half fairy elves get even more radiant.

Compared to large fabrics, the ingredients listed are not that much. You must be hoping for more rides to see how you softened up.

But when it is quickly wound, it becomes a layer of millefeuille, and if it is not held by both hands, it is reborn into a volume that is likely to fall.

If I saw a western treat that would be made like such a trick, I would stretch out my hands diligently to receive the product, even for those over 100 years old.

He must be trying to loosen both these cheeks and his wallet as he sucks the scent of fragrant baking all over his chest and then sprinkles the aura of "I want to eat fast".

"Thanks, looks so delicious!

To the evidence, Mr. Elf's brilliant smiling clerk completely forgot to accept the price, etc.

I can't wait for him without half fairy immunity, and neither can I. Once you see it, you can't help it because it's an elf tribe with an anecdote that you'll never forget.

But how professional would it be to forget even my share of the crepe?

The girl peered again with an intriguing look into the look of the crepe fabric stretched out again.

After looking me in the eye, my bright lips open.

Crepes have long been familiar, with children choosing something sweeter, and adults choosing something refreshing. Of course what the girl chose was to fall into the sweet category, a combination of chocolate and bananas.

In this gourmet Japan, it can be said that being familiar also guarantees flavour. The girl, who lived for about six months, knew it well, and without a doubt she spanked with her little mouth.

"Hmmm!?

Once that happened, the girl's eyes turned round.

A southern fruit called a banana is so popular that it could be placed on a shelf with vegetables. However, because of the slight odor, some people do not eat much.

But when chocolate is involved, it's not a story. Chocolate that is usually sweet enough to feel kudos. And when the smelly bananas are mixed, they are reborn into plenty of creamy, refreshing western sweets.

From beyond the buttery scented dough, what would you think if such a taste pressed in? Furthermore, the sweetness of the raw cream, which was irresistible for women, made Mr. Elf look good.

"Eh, sweet ah! What's this, what's this, yummy! Damn, I can't believe this is sold normally on the side of the road anymore. I don't believe in Japan anymore."

Walking slowly under the blue sky, Mr. Elf tells us how delicious the crepes are in an excited way. Then another thing, I eat pakun so I can't stand the temptation.

I wonder if I'm enjoying the sweetness of plenty of fruit with my eyes closed. I smile at such a palpable expression. [M]

"Ha, yummy...... wish such a nice thing was sold over there too. Then I'm sure the long journey will be fun. No place like the desert, of course."

"As far as I'm concerned, I like quiet journeys. I'd be interested to have a crepe shop waiting for me where I'm enjoying the fantasy world."

"Oh, that's all I need. I can't believe I'm walking the night lane alone, I'm just freaking out thinking. That's what's changing about you."

Yeah, I wonder. I think a place full of nature without people is a luxury to live in the city.

But she's from the woods, so I guess she's totally used to it.

So it's time for me to have one, too? I think so, and I turn my gaze to the crepe I was holding.

I'm asking for the classic strawberry crepe so that Marie can enjoy both flavors. [M] Because you can enjoy the better acidity... is that it? How can there be any signs of twisting?

I thought it was my fault and rubbed my eyes with gossip, and I looked at it again... there it is, yet another one is twisted!?

"Oh, you were already eating. I wonder if you're a foodie."

"Huh? No, hmm? You haven't eaten yet, have you?

"Haha, what are you talking about, you have a good sign of eating. I wonder why you lie and deceive me. No, we decided to exchange it together, didn't we?

While I was pompous, I had a girl's crêpe traded for me.

Although it is a little embarrassing to receive the prickly item... I wonder what the weird phenomenon was earlier than that. I can't help but worry about it.

Hey, isn't it fitting the horror scary eyes? When I thought so, I saw something moving at the end of my sight.

I look sleepy, but I don't actually smell like Don. Probably thanks to fighting monsters in my dream world, I'm also building up my kinetic vision.

Turning a quick glance, there was a cat hand that was slowly stretched out.

…………

What, what are you doing this guy! Wait, you've been lurking in the hood of my jacket!?

Goddamn, you stupid human being, you don't even know I'm hiding - and you're tongue-in-cheek with Peron, but the black cat who's so fascinated by banana chocolate doesn't notice my gaze.

Eventually the golden eyes turned this way as well, staring at each other silently for a few seconds or so.

- What are you doing? Mogu, mogu, mogu!

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"Heh heh, this one is sour and delicious too! See, strawberries are classy sweet, right? So I... oh, what's with the panicked face?

Hin! And Uridora crept into the hood so quickly that I thought she was a ninja. As I heard the chewing noise from behind, I shook my neck sideways.

"Ugh, yeah, it's nothing. I ate a lot too..."

"It will be very tasty, banana chocolate! I was just taking a walk, but you've made a hell of a big discovery. Heh heh, one day Uridora's gonna be pissed off if I don't tell her too."

Thanks to finding an extraordinary treat, she's in a good mood. But this one's not the other way around. Mr. Uridora is enjoying his banana chocolate right now.

How much she liked the crepe again, too, with her throat grunting. And then I glanced at the black cat, who glanced at me to give me another bite.

(How did you get here, Uridra! He wasn't in the futon this morning, was he?!?

And when I whispered, the black cat said, "Oh, yeah?" and twitched his eyes like beeballs into the blue sky, and put his little neck around him to melt. Oh, I'm so tired of following Master Magic Dragon's cheeks.

The black cat exhales relief at how obsessed she is with the crepe as she looks at Marie. Then on the hand stretched out was a chunk of hair balls.

They put it in my ear like earphones - but, eh? What is this?

(I will not. If you make a scene, Marie will find you.)

(The cat talks...... that, is this a translator? As always, Uridra's invention is amazing)

Yeah, and the black cat snorts at me.

I know that the skill of being born a demon is extremely heterogeneous and powerful. You beat that dragon from the front.

Nevertheless, her level and abilities are too different digits, so she has done it with a "wow" word and has no problem.

A black cat sniffling with a fuzz fits into the hood with plenty of pieces about whether she was satisfied with her success in silencing me. He licked the cream on his mouth with his pepper and little tongue, and then turned to his grumpy eyes.

(I can read more or less of your thoughts. You think I'm after something as delicious as the sweet treats I had earlier?

(Ugh, yeah, but... no?

If they told me to keep the cream on my nose, I'd have to suspect so. To answer that honestly, he was slapped on the tip of his nose with a proper meatball.

(However, if I think about such things as the Magic Dragon Taru...)

(If you'll be quiet, I'll have a proper treat after this)

(... I must have thought there was something delicious to follow)

You have no choice, do you? And if the black cat makes me look sad, I can't say anything more. A wrinkle floating between my eyebrows, enough to stroke it with my fingers.

A magic dragon is supposed to be a great thing, but it's hard to be intolerant of appetite.

"Ichiro, I see you! See, that would be it!

Yeah, she waved at me, and I started walking again.

At the end of the stairs awaits the Geshi Aquarium. I'm sure they'll be surprised at the sight, too, coming from the fantasy world.

An egg-shaped building glazed like a botanical garden. It is built in the blue sky, and it is surrounded by water. At its drifting end is the sea, which will look as if it is floating at sea.

"Wow, wow! I feel so open!

"Yeah, this is amazing. Kaoruko-san recommends it."

I slowly approach the Elves, who spread their hands over the blue sky, feeling the weight of the hood.

This is the first time I've visited a place like this in my neighborhood, so I think I've been insensitive until now. Besides, the park entrance fee is a few hundred yen... whoa, I'm on a date today and I'll shut up about the money.

"But you're not bigger than I thought. I think I'll be able to turn around a lot faster."

"Yeah, actually, that building is just an entrance. It runs all the way to the bottom of the ocean, where a flock of fish awaits. Look, isn't that what you're looking forward to hearing?

Buildings like those floating at sea have that meaning. We're going to travel to the bottom of the ocean and see the fish that live there.

I think all this can only be enjoyed in the advanced modern era of architecture, and not in the fantasy world. Besides, both Marie and Uridra are very weak against intelligent things.

"Wow, I'm suddenly looking forward to it! Let's go!

"Until…"

Slowly walk out of the tiled path, blocking the mouth of the black cat with your fingertips.

I'm glad you think it's somewhat bizarre fashion, though you might see the tail of the hood from the people around you for a moment.

Dragged from the girl, we were sucked into the coastal aquarium.