Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Something like a bright white hairball walks through the waves ringing with a pompous and strange voice. Only the crooked tail feathers were black, and after walking for a while he sat possumly where his friends were.

"Look, it's a flock of seabirds. I wonder how they fly."

Marie is wearing a white coat when she says so, and her boots are the same color again. The edge decorations that I also did seem really warm, and I figured it would be nice to have the money to spend as much as I like in this world. The jewels worn as accents, by the way, are demonic stones from a clean ancient labyrinth.

Look in the direction she points and realize there was a round bird.

"True. I'm familiar with birds in this world, but I've never seen them so round. Actually, I've been wondering, the animals on the second tier are a little different."

There are numerous animals that live in the second tier, such as sheep, deer, and pigs. But if you look closely, each one has its own unusual characteristics. It's a small difference, like having developed hind legs or thick hair.

Talking about wild animals usually makes them look boring. Except for the Elves who seek knowledge. Put your hands on the railing of the bridge and say, "So what?," he said, turning his pale purple eyes.

"Yeah, this is just my speculation, but I'm thinking that's an ancient animal"

"Ancient animals? According to ancient documents examined underground, they must have been almost extinct in the 'catastrophe'. I can't believe there's enough destruction to survive a star collision..."

The girl's voice is getting smaller and smaller. And he said, "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait."

I often wait to hear the unusual squeals of "po" and "po" echoing from afar. Eventually the thought seems to have come together and the girl opens her lips with her eyes shining more than usual.

"I mean, you're Shirley. When the disaster struck, animals were evacuated whenever possible as guardians of the forest. Over the years that ancient civilization has perished, we are now exerting our power as goddesses"

I applaud you for making a theory of my thoughts in just a few seconds. But it was a matter of seconds before I could see my proud face, and when I got away from the railing, I was back to the look of my thoughts.

"I knew you wouldn't get out of hypothetical range. Ask Uridora and she'll figure it out, but I wouldn't really want to rely on her if I could. I don't think it's a good idea to just want the results."

"Hmm, don't get it. I like the time to think about it."

I was sympathetic to "know" with a smudged look. What do I say, Marie's just a little unusual, isn't she?

Being white, she adds even more skin whiteness in winter. White as snow, then attracts nature and surrounding eyes because only the lips are brightly colored.

The same was true of the group passing by then.

Some people said it was an elf tribe, and they also looked at the scenery around the area for a while. I'm sure he's enjoying his first visit like a tourist. As they were born and raised in the sand country, thick jackets must also be rare.

Marie bluffed, staring at their backs as they passed by.

"You were already beginning to accept. It's more like a tourist than living here."

"It's my first day, so I can't help it. Besides, the team's guiding us, and I don't think we're gonna be in any trouble."

It's up to each person to figure out what they think about more people. Some say it's busy and good, while others prefer a sparsely populated environment. In Marie's case, it applies slightly to the latter, which stems from "haters".

Did you read the idea, uh, the girl gave me a peek at her beautiful tongue.

"I'm so graduated from hating people. It's just that with more people, it's gonna be a hassle. You might not be able to relax, or they might take your favorite place."

I also know what it's like to complain like that. Sometimes you can enjoy it because there aren't many people, and it's where you took a long time to develop it in the first place.

Joining Shirley, who gained power as a goddess, Uridora, who loves entertainment, her family, Lizardman, and even a husband and wife with knowledge of zoning, I spent a long time on a 3D model against her when she said she was ahhhhhhhh.

But the girl's cloudy expression disappears quickly. Because this is how the achievement appeared in front of me.

On the left and right of the slopes, so-called fantasy-looking houses line up. I, and the strong hopes of Mr. and Mrs. Ichijo, focused on creating a city that was pure but tasteful.

With a look that reminds me, I can be pointed at with light purple eyes.

"You guys didn't even move until I told you I understood."

"In the end, I know better about the people out there. If you can actually walk around the western-style fantasy world on your own, then you'll get enthusiastic too. It's a reverse import of a world view, so to speak."

Oh, no. It got a little quicker. You know, Zito, I could stare at you with my eyes, but you shouldn't care deeply.

Actually, I had this kind of nerd hobby, and it was comforting to get a buddy named Ichigo and his wife, and I actually enjoyed it. But Mr. Elf is very busy. Anyway, I had to put together a 3D model as requested, so I did it over and over again, and I had it painted and done something to consolidate my image, so that would give me one of the complaints.

We go up the slopes that we painstakingly created.

It was making it a slippery, walkable cobblestone while taking into account the drainage, and the little one was running with a bright cheer there. Drifting from afar is a delicious scent, and perhaps the crew behaves like grilled iron plates.

"In the square on the hill, they're opening a stall today. Shall we go too?"

That's what I asked, but the girl doesn't respond for a while. There are people walking down the road following their gaze, all with a bright look on their faces. I've been breathing the air of war for a long time. I guess I seemed sincerely happy with the peaceful place.

Sometimes I breathe.

No matter how splendid the ruins are, planting trees and flowers is still not enough. Flirting and travellers visit, where beauty is made for the first time. Breathtaking to see if there is such a beautiful place, finally something called beauty makes sense.

The girl, who had held her hand back softly, had completely unraveled her earlier grieving expression.

"Yeah, let's go to the stall. But don't expect it. Think of it as a disguise where the atmosphere is just similar. Otherwise you'd be disappointed."

No, no, I don't think any of the Elves know what the stalls taste like. Like flirtatious travelers, we should just enjoy being there, too.

I think so, and move on with my legs inviting to the fragrance just like people do. And looking back, the red brown roof, and the horizon widens. "Wow," the girl cheered as her hair was rubbed in the cold wind.

"Ha, you wouldn't think of it as a crook or anything, Marie. When I keep the iron plate, I'll never allow it to taste real."

That's what the former brave candidate declared as he scattered the scent of sweet bitty sauce. I have a bowl roll on my head to see if it is a particular thing to go in from shape to shape, and on the other hand, there is a neatly lined okonomiyaki on the iron plate.

I don't know. I wonder how Zarish, who should be called a "monster" by anyone, is so serious about making okonomiyaki. I did welcome you for that, but I don't think you'd be so motivated.

The girl beside me approached me angrily, even though she had raised the question, for example.

"You're superior! I'll see if I'm real as a representative of the Elves. I would never admit it, though!

Um, Mr. Marie? Why are you saying such a flag-like thing?

Should I say yes, I will blurb my chopsticks with my cheeky face, and I can't possibly, I can't allow that, etc. but I won't just stop eating. I quickly became silent.

Zarish, who seemed to be so angry that he seemed to be good at it, smiled bitterly at the way he turned his back.

"That's a big deal, Zarish. I wonder what it's like to be a customer."

"Oh," he nods as he asks, wiping his sweat with a hand tug.

"I hear it's 300 people in size, but they don't have many suspicious ones. You're almost just a citizen, and from what I've seen, you're just a bunch of lower and middle class people. I joined the guard corps, too, but basically concentrate on VIP protection. You'd better observe from a different perspective."

Hmm, still how much is mixed up?

At times like this, the eyes of the Magic Dragon can't expect that much. You should say your eyes aren't cloudy, you simply don't see them as a threat. I guess you don't even think it's necessary to eliminate it.

"Because Zarish's eyes are certain in that respect."

"Oh, it's easy to tell if you're one of them. But I agree that it doesn't pose a threat. Maybe the information and Prince Walth's eyes are shining. The royals are the ones who prefer plotting, so they could be pretty good handkerchiefs."

Yeah, you don't stop making okonomiyaki with those evil faces. That's a former brave candidate.

Did you recall anything at that time? I am invited with my fingers for a moment. He said this when he gave him his ear.

"The armorer I mentioned before, Veyron, is showing an interest in emigration. You can travel long distances, and why don't you pick me up?

What? And I freeze with a dumb voice.

It has produced numerous masterpieces that can be described as generations ahead of modern technology, and the country he signed with is said to be bound to overthrow the battlefield, that living legend Veyron?

Pompous and slapped on the shoulder when the murmuring noise was so surprising that it kept him away. I nodded, not knowing what the word I asked for meant.

When I realized I was sitting on a stone bench, so I think you'd understand my amazement. To be precise, he finally returned to me after being slightly tickled in the ear with his fingertips.

The girl who seemed suspicious also finally understood the seriousness of the matter when she told me the circumstances.

"You'll be amazed, as always. I wonder where that endless desire for heavy equipment came from."

"Eh, I think all men admire you, don't you?

I blink with my pussy and silent time flies by.

That's right. No matter how much we live together, it doesn't fill what's wrong with just this temperature difference. I feel like a husband who doesn't understand any hobbies, and the more I explain, the more I get into the mud.

"Fair enough. If it's true, it will have a good impact on the offensive team, and I know exactly how serious it is. Let's talk on foot."

Probably want to do the okonomiyaki belly I ate earlier. Upon the girl's invitation, she pays her pussy butt and then walks down the ramp again.

There are a number of stalls lined up around circular squares, and there are also a number of people to go with. It smells like water as you go up a narrow trail to avoid the crowd. The girl leaked a satisfactory voice with her hands on the iron fence, "Yeah, that's good," she said.

"I made it for storage ponds and landscapes, but these changes in scenery are good. It feels like a fashionable first-class place, and the people who live there will be absolutely satisfied."

"Oh, does the price go up as you go to the top? I hope you don't bring in that kind of business, because Uridora and Toru are really going to bond."

Oh, and I sigh deeply. Silver fish are swimming comfortably, and flowers are planted around to withstand the winter cold. It's a very good landscape, but with the addition of the premise of "if I had money," my dreams wake me up a little.

"It's much better than being taken away from me first, isn't it? The more you want to live in a place like this, the more valuable it will be. Or did the faster win better?

"Oh, I sure don't like that. Sure, it's harder to get weirder with money stuck in it."

When I was convinced, for example, there were people walking from across the bridge. It is an elf tribe on the streets with long ears, and the name Dark on the streets with good tanning comes to mind.

"Whoa, Marie. What are you both doing?

"I'm just taking a walk, Eve. More than that, did you, uh, eat Zarish's okonomiyaki? We had a queue, and if we don't hurry, we'll be gone."

Oh, I didn't say it to you, but was it still excellent? But Eve laughs "hmmm" without panic. Well, it was a golden ring on my drug finger that I put up to show you.

"Heh heh, you've decided I ate faster than anyone. That was delicious. I would definitely let Uridora and Marie admit it - it was an awesome obsession."

"Ha!? That guy burns confrontation in a weird place. Then don't tell me what I said. Otherwise, it's not."

Whoa - make a signature at her fingertips, and then she makes a face that she remembers.

"Speaking of which, there was a kid looking for you earlier. He's a furry demonic kid, but he was polite."

We turned our eyes round when we were shown this little boy and his back length by hand.

"Fuzzy with hair..."

"Could it be Mui?

It's a trait I've just heard, and no one else comes to mind. Waving to Eve to thank us, we walk out along the water again.

The sound of bruising is the sound of water falling from top to bottom like a waterfall. There are multiple ponds, and every time they flow from top to bottom like this, they increase the quality of the water. I thought it was a landscape priority, and it would be the unknown charm of the third tier to have this kind of ingenuity jammed all over the place.

"But today I can talk to a lot of people just by walking"

"Yeah, sure."

I meant casually, but Marie walking beside me seems to have had something to think about. "You've certainly seen it somewhere," he worried in a position with his fingertips on his lips, then glows his light purple eyes.

"Look, it's close to me! When I came to the new city, quests broke out everywhere and I listened to it all around me. Arr!

"Ah, your quest! Wow, that's exactly what I thought I was doing. Because of the fantasy of the city, I'm sure."

What was caught in our throats came out in a good momentum with Pong, so we laugh out loud.

"I can't. If I heard that, I'd feel like a conversation with Eve, along with a sound effect called Den, would come up with a text called 'Quest Occurrence'."

"Stop, stop, don't make me laugh anymore! My stomach hurts!

Yeah, yeah, you look good in the bump. Mr. Elf, who grins painfully with his stomach, is precious, and so am I.

Maybe I heard that laugh. The beast man's child, who has been far away, looks back with a large load in his hand. Furry of blockage, the child with characteristics very similar to that of the cat rushed to momentum.