Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

bubbles overflowing from the glass that ring properly.

Warm air in a cooking pan.

And I ate one of the finest frosted Wagyu beef I wore on my eggs, and all of them stretched themselves up.

I know, one by one.

Melting beef without having to chew, and the flavor even feels sweet overflowing with cumbers.

This concentrated flavour is the best thing about Wagyu beef, and it is also recognized by the world.

Puffy, easy-to-cut meat attracts fantasy world people in its mouth every time it bites. Elegance without the smell and other shards, and a grass-fed cow would be quite tongue-in-cheek.

Delicious, I think.

Just pure deliciousness is in your mouth right now, and you'll be surprised to see everyone cross your gaze. Keep a grin on your lips.

Her eyes say that this is delicious, and her lips reinforce her grin even more because it is something that her will can easily pass through without putting it in her mouth.

"Ah, wow..."

Blur and Eve leaked that way, and the blue eyes turned to the next was a golden glass poured by the nose.

Well cold. Half-intuitively reach for it, and suck in thick lips. My throat rang very hard.

I guess I don't care as much as if it drips off my lips because it goes well with Wagyu beef besides the fact that I have cold beer on my kink.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. The glass rings at the table That's how they were finally able to share their thoughts.

"Mm-hmm! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Mm-hmm, sweet! The smooth taste is really unbearable!

"Wow, I get it, this is what the finest is all about. I get it......! I don't know what to do, I just understood..."

Shirley is also hardened with her eyes closed. She couldn't just stop biting me, and she smiled looking at the kid somewhere.

"There's more, eat a lot."

When you speak like a chase, your face is turned all at once... it's kind of powerful and scary.

I bought high quality vegetables today as well as meat. Shiitake has a unique flavor intensity and toothpick, and the warmth of tofu makes me wonder about the flavor of spring chrysanthemum, while additionally frosted Japanese beef is thrown dry.

Chopsticks don't stop following everywhere because cabbage is highly variable besides things, and you can enjoy both squeaky teeth and staining.

And on the comedy show that flows behind me, it's really something I do my best to keep down, so alcohol also helps me laugh doh.

That's when I noticed the girl bringing it to my shoulder.

"I think I'm hungry..."

She eats more delicious things than she needs because her body really wants them. I speak as I support my body. [M]

"It's okay, Marie? If it's painful, why don't you lie down?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Horrible, what a Wagyu beef is. God must have ordered you to be born to be delicious."

Right? And even if they tilt my neck, I don't know because I'm not a god. Maybe Shirley would know.

I thought so, and when I looked back, they grabbed my sleeve.

I've put my head on my shoulder so it's sweet sometime, and my long ears shake right in front of me.

"It was so much fun, this year. The ocean is so beautiful, I spent time in Japan, challenging ancient labyrinths, I've learned so many things for the first time."

"Yeah, I remember Japanese very well."

"Yeah, I'm almost fine with kanji."

He laughs like he's good at it, but his cheeks are slightly red, so he's got a cute look.

And the light purple eyes are diverted to the side. When I wonder what's wrong, I open my lips so hard to say.

"There's one thing I don't understand about watching entertainment in the world. I'm sure you won't pin it either, but just because you stroke your head means you dye your cheeks red. You know what I mean?"

Oh, I wonder if I see that kind of story, too.

I certainly don't understand much either, and I don't have the idea of stroking my head in the first place. I don't think I'd "stroke my head" first after living a normal life.

But the girl pinches her mouth.

"If you've worked hard, I think you can compliment me on that."

Yes, I whisper away from my eyes. Everyone is watching TV when they look around gently, and they don't want to get in the way too much.

Hmm, I turned my eyes to Mariabelle exhaling.

"Good luck, Marie. He came out of the elf alone and became a fine magician. Do you realize how cute kids like cotton wool are when you're defeating a lot more demons than I am?

I whisper so as I stroke my hair.

The girl's eyes shake as she clung to her shoulders with both hands. I wonder what emotions are blowing from my lips when I hear "wah, wah, wah".

It's probably not because of alcohol that my cheeks get redder than they did earlier. The eyes that look up from time to time, shaking slightly the tip of the ear, look somewhere moist.

"Yeah, yeah, I did my best. I don't hate hard work so much because I look like this. I like to study."

"Then you have to praise me a lot. We need to do our best."

Hoo-hoo and a warm exhale touch me.

I feel comfortable with my silky hands and can hardly stop them from slipping through my fingers. It was kind of a strange invitation, but you told me to stroke it, so don't hesitate, okay?

Marie's eyes turned this way as she was wrapped in the scent of a girl drifting with fluff.

"Wow, I get it. I get it!

The girl let herself go so that she could take her breath away. And he mouths strange things with his face red.

"Oh, that wasn't so weird. Sometimes it seems to be red after stroking. Apparently, you've learned another thing."

They say that slightly quicker and blink.

I always laugh at Marie as she glances up at me with her lips grumpy for some reason.

"It sure is. It doesn't seem strange to be stroked and your face turns red."

"Isn't it? You'll see. Put your head over here. I'll leave you alone."

Oh, on that knee? Just a little bit. That's embarrassing, but I just thought... I realize I'm staring at you.

Shirley, slightly dyed red on her cheeks, shyly holding her fingers but keeping her eyes open.

That's a lot of blood, each other.

Needless to say, I rushed off to refill my vegetables.

"Kazuhiro"

That's what they called me, it was a long time ago.

I was cleaning out the extra dishes, and when I look back, I notice Eve with suspicious eyes still in uniform.

"Toilet, where?

"It's that way. My legs are flirting, but are you okay?

"Heck, I drank it. Uh, I'm sorry, but I need you to show me around."

Speaking of which, isn't Eve that strong on alcohol? I'm not sure if the Elves and Dark Elves are used to the culture of alcohol or whether it depends on people.

Walking side by side, my shoulders touch me softly. They thought it was just the right support, and I'm surprised they kept my weight.

"Alcohol over here, it's delicious. Do you always drink with Marie?

"Well, dinner is one of the things I look forward to."

"Nfu, okay. Kazuhiro, you can count on me this way. Yeah, not bad."

Walk with me as I'm laughing at what's funny. I feel the humidity has only slightly increased because it is something that is held in a tight shirt.

"So, we've changed a lot this year, and the diamond squad's been busy. Even though there are private rooms, we all gather in the same room to sleep. It's fun."

"Yeah, we always seem close. I think it's a nice vibe."

It's also Eve's habit to change conversations all the time. I also think they were swinging at first, but I guess I've gotten used to it lately.

The hand that reaches the door knob is also dangerous, and I open the bathroom door instead.

Turning Eve's body around and directing her to the bathroom......

"Hey!

I was surprised at the underwear I took off as a matter of course when I did, and I hurried to close the door. I could only see a puffy, almost incomprehensible face for a moment, and the dangerous Eve disappeared from my sight.

Well, I exhale, that sight. Even sweat.

But disaster seems to persist.

When I got back to the living room, Uridora asked me for a moment. Sit in the empty Eve seat over here.

Well, I don't feel like being asked about my daily stupidity.

Marie and Shirley have fallen asleep for help, and my duvet has been turned into a pillow for both of us. Nice, I'd like to get some sleep, too.

You'll have to be mindful when the escape is gone. It's awkward to hear noises coming from the toilet behind the jar.

My glass is poured with alcohol as I watch Eve fall asleep in a big letter in bed. The opponent is an Epic Magic Dragon, and if he tries, he will end up like a balloon.

Television shows the situation of shrines and temples in snowy areas. The worshippers dress warmly and form rows. Fu, fu, and dragons laughed in a good mood, surrounded by such emotional air.

"This has been a fun year. The stupidity I want to say is like a mountain, but it's not all lies."

"You've been busy busy. No, were you relaxed for the price?

"I'd have fallen in love with you so much."

I guess so. Even though I got caught up in the war, and I always felt like I was in trouble.

"What about Uridora? Didn't you hate being with us?

"Except for the sweet air like earlier."

That's what they said to me, with my tongue out. I thought they hadn't seen it, but can't you just hide it from a dragon? No, maybe he was just paying attention.

Honey, and the glass were paired.

"It wasn't bad, it's been a delightful year. I laughed so much that my stomach twisted, and it was refreshing to laugh like that. Mmm, it's hard to forget."

The dragon laughs when he remembers. In retrospect, Uridora was a person who often laughed, often angry and crying. It looks completely different from the ancient dragon I know, and she lightly crushes such fantasies.

"Shall we decide on the best of the year then? What was Uridora most happy about?

Probably the finest frosted Japanese beef. Or did you build a second level mansion?

Uridora has meaningful eyes for me. [M] Place the glass on the tabletop and shake your dark hair close to its beautiful face... whisper softly in your ear.

"I'm looking forward to the little girl."

Huh? And I opened my eyes.

Even though I thought it was some kind of joke, the dragon is smiling and smiling beautifully. Slightly open your glossy lips with your flaky black hair over your ears with your gaze still aligned.

"Well, it's time to wake you up."

Yes? And it just so happens that when I tilt my neck, I start hearing countdowns from the TV.

Although my chest was still dodgy, speaking of which, I was Marie with a promise to wake her up before she changed her age.

I shook the girl's shoulder in a hurry, but I snarled and frowned. "Gu" sounds asleep again.

The moment Pepper was properly handed, he said, "Happy New Year!" wrapped in a bright voice. It doesn't hurt a lot, but I'm flabbergasted as I rub my hand. [M]

"Yep...?

Why is Uridora the one who blew it out all the time and she seems to suffer from it all over her belly? What else? We celebrated the New Year with the Magic Dragon Boom.

Of course I don't know about the sloppy new year soba... I can't talk about anything anymore.

Gyu, a new year began, wrapped in the snoring of everyone that