Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

When I shake the sachet, it makes a rough noise.

This is the bathing agent that I bought earlier, and I choose one bag each of the trial sizes.

Uridora chose Akita's Nipple Onsen, Marie chose something with a lovely character on it, and I chose something aromatic to sleep in.

The brunette has a grudge and stares at this one.

"... you traitors. The purpose of choosing a hot spring vegetable."

"You won't have a choice. Look, look at this. You two are banging each other. You can't just not choose this anymore."

Shit, the sight of each bathing agent being pressed in the bathroom is kind of weird.

It's still a bright time, but now I'm in the middle of putting hot water in the bath. It seems unusual for water to accumulate on its own, and Uridora had her hands stuck in the tub every now and then.

"Well, the bath is Uridora the most, and let's have a slow hot spring feel today"

"That kind of stuff is what it is. Then what is it for sleeping? You can always sleep well."

"Look, I might feel better sleeping than usual... well, I do feel better sleeping all the time"

While the two of us were watching, I stuck with my confession. Even though a good night's sleep isn't a bad thing.

"Have Marie's in the sun, and my bath detergent at the end. Shall we decide which one was the best when we finished?"

"Fu, fu, don't feel like losing to the guys who ran away from the battle."

"Alas, I don't feel like losing. This one is green and smells like trees. Even the cuteness of the painting is the most important thing."

That, I wonder if we're both vulnerable to victory and loss.

It's another sight of us pushing each other around and playing a little battle.

Yeah, it's like neither of us has anything to do with me. I wish I could mix it up. I was the one with the sachet and wuss.

Thus the Bathing Battle of Battering Agents opened its curtain, in the uncertain spirit.

And so on, but it doesn't really change the way you have a peaceful holiday.

From earlier on Marie has taught Uridora how to wash her body, etc. In the meantime, I have nothing to do, so I'm in the process of preparing a snack.

Eventually the girl returns by pulling the door with Gallari.

"I knew you didn't need to change. The Magic Dragon is not convenient, I can't believe it's easy to make clothes."

By the bed there is a laterally open door, which when entered is a stripper and washroom, towards the right is a bathroom, and to the left is a toilet. I didn't care when I was alone, but I have to be careful not to go in when someone takes a bath.

"Well, Marie might want to try it on if she has clothes on, too."

The girl's eyes sparkled as she foamed her egg whites in a bowl.

Marie seems to like clothes, although she knew it. It's just that my income is limited, so he cares about me.

Carrying the chair in a slippage, the girl sits right next to her. He put a cheek wand on his back and looked up with light purple eyes.

"Let's ask Uridora later. Hey, is there a clothes book in the library?

"Hmm, I don't know. I don't know if it's going to be a model book or something."

Oh, I wonder if you have one that lives in the same apartment if it's about fashion magazine. I'd love to hear it on my smartphone, but Uridora's here today, and the explanation seems confusing.

Enough egg whites are fluffy and foamy enough to make a decent corner. The elf stood on his knees and peered into the condition.

"This is oven food too, and the electricity bill is cheap anyway"

"Yeah, the oven's not convenient after all. Look, there's a stone kiln over there, but it takes a lot of work and time, and most of it's baking."

Um, I'm not familiar with the situation around here either. I wasn't too close to people, and I had to eat lunch in the first place.

"Well, in this world we don't go as far as to have one in the family... it's better to be pretty popular."

Match the egg yolks that were mixed earlier to the egg whites while conveying the Japanese family situation with others. Then crushed tea leaves were added and mixed slowly and carefully.

I think the chiffon is a cheap snack, although I make it because I had eggs that were just high in freshness. Because if you have eggs and thin powder, you can start, and you can almost just mix it up.

Pour this into the mold, drain the dust and air, and then throw it into the oven with extra heat.

"Though it looks so easy... it just seemed so, didn't it?

"Yeah, it's actually easy. Well, you can try it later and see what it tastes like."

Again, I was seen with suspicion.

Keep it up. Somehow the two of us peek into the oven. Rather than, Marie has an intriguing look on her face.

The oven gives heat and the chiffon swells in front of us looking blurry.

Marie looks back at it as it swells and swells, so she somehow puts her index finger against her mouth. Then Marie snorted, as she said, "Okay."

Quiet, keep your voice down, the chiffon slowly swells as you peek.

The girl seemed a little more exalted when the fluffy sweet aroma began to develop. Oven fever brings the face of a thing closer, enjoying the way it swells and the fragrance.

Then he waves and invites me. Hands on his ears, whispered by a lump and a girl.

(Hey, how far does it swell?

(from that vessel to overflowing)

When she takes turns and whispers to her ear, Marie twists herself like a tickle. I couldn't catch an overflowing laugh, and I blew one out all the time.

The stirrups and chiffons swell, and electronic sounds echo as they overflow from the mould like balloons. The girl already knows that this is a signal of completion.

He pointed his tight, light purple eyes at me and pointed at the oven a little bit.

(See, let's open it quickly)

and I laugh too, putting the mittens that were nearby in Marie's hands. That's how I opened the oven door and it filled with the sweet smell I had.

Immediately subjected to a gentle scent of fluffiness, the girl's lips are only slightly half-opened. The smell will be richer because of the addition of tea leaves.

"Come on, don't touch it because it's hot around you. Take the mould and take it out slowly."

"Ugh, yeah, I shouldn't, I'm still hungry, but who's going to drool?"

If you look at it, you can see only a little glowing at the end of the mouth. Well, that look is adorable, and as far as I'm concerned, I don't mind you drooling.

It's time to get both hands in and then the girl grabs the chiffon. It is slowly removed and transported to the slab next door. When I put him on the sleigh, he finally looked up at me to see if I could stand it.

After all, the saliva is already about to be fully zero.

"Stay still."

"Ah...!

My long ears swayed as I wetted my lips with my fingers.

When I opened my cherry blossom mouth and saw the red-dyed face, I finally realized I had done too much. The girl with her eyes all round, her cheeks get hot so she can get stuck.

"Ugh...!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The girl was nagging, reddening her cheeks so much that the hot air seemed to be coming out already. I look up properly and my long ears shake whenever my eyes fit.

At that time, the sound of gatan sounded from the stripper. Bikun! and they stiffened, but apparently Uridora got up from the bath.

"Oh, I'm going to have a look!

"Ugh, yeah, please"

Once the girl ran out, and tried to open the door, but she completely forgot Mittens existed.

Slip your fingers as you wriggle and show your bright red face over here before finally the stripper opens. Except by Uridora on the inside.

When I dropped him off, he was so upset that he was lying on his back in the kitchen and about to collapse.

If you look right next to it, Chiffon has a hot air that looks like a hockey and makes you think maybe I'm about the same temperature.

Oh, I'm surprised.

Sometimes Marie shows the girl's face when she thinks she's a child.

That's what makes me unintentionally upset. [M]

When I touched her face, her cheeks were still hot.

It would be helpful if you two could come back late. I think so. [M]