Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

The door opened and two women appeared in pyjamas from there.

But as far as I'm concerned, I should say it's more like a needle. I'm getting a stingy blamed gaze, and I'm sweating cold like this.

Elf girl with exquisite dolly beauty...... she has cold eyes pointed at her for a reason (why).

I don't know why, but I just wiped the girl's finger with my finger.

It was a real pleasure.

I felt I should do that then, but I think I was overdoing it when I put aside time. That was an act that I would never do, and I still don't know why I did it.

"Sit down."

"Yes."

I can't go against it anymore if I can be commanded in such a cold voice.

And she pointed at the bed from the girl's fingertips, and I sat with her.

The bed made a giddy noise and was overlooked by Marie, who made a strange force to say it was small.

Light purple eyes still make you think they're beautiful when you see them by your side like this. Although it is cold, it is nonetheless not even allowed to be seen and out of sight.

Behind her was a dark-haired woman Uridra, who sat down to her chair with a hazy expression. I'm sure you're willing to enjoy plenty of our interactions while wiping your hair with a towel.

Hey...... no, I guess I'm a lot scared.

I hope she doesn't hate me.

The girl's hand is stretched out and her munchkin cheeks picked when she thinks, for example. The opposite side did the same, and I was left and right, but at the same time I was just a little relieved.

It felt like Marie was there when she touched her warm, little hand.

"Reflection, are you?

"Huh."

Somehow I nod cocklessly and the signs from the girl just a little softer.

on my knees as usual with the marks, and I get on my soft ass in the bath.

I can even seal my movements when my cheeks are twisted to the left and right and stared from my pale purple eyes right from the top.

"Tell me what I shouldn't have done."

And that's when the girl opened my cheek.

Apparently, he gave me a place to explain.

"Ah... uh, I overdid it. I'm reflecting on the lack of delicacy."

As soon as I said that, I would be picked cheeks again.

Now something stronger, the more powerful it was from Marie to be pushed down to bed with her elbows on. Amethyst-colored eyes are narrowed tightly and coloured lips are opened because of the hot water.

"No, you don't know where to reflect. What makes me angry is different. You've been treating me like a child for over 100 years."

The cheeks are picked as muggies in the wind if you know what I'm talking about.

There was a girl's face full of vision, where she was floating a little anger, frustration, and embarrassment.

I mean, here's what she's saying.

Stop treating me like a child.

"You're the only one in this world who knows me. So, the others are fine, but only you can look at me properly."

Please, the girl has whispered with her eyes.

It is a small appearance and I tend to look at it like a child because of its abundance of sensitivity. But the girl is not as old as she looks, and she is an elf who has come of age through all sorts of hard work.

Finally, I realized my mistake and reached for the girl's back in reply. I reacted slowly, and still Marie didn't resist, slowly overlapping my body.

White, beautiful hair fades away and tickles her cheeks.

I whispered to a long ear just around the corner. [M]

"Ugh, I'm sorry... it was so overprotective. We should spend time together, shoulder to shoulder in either world."

Apparently, I was finally able to admit it was overprotective.

I realized that being someone to protect was no different, but if I went too far, it would make me feel bad.

There are signs of being snorted at satisfactorily, and Marie's hand turns to my back instead. And we pulled ourselves together to make up.

Sleek hips and a soft, plump feel are in your arms.

Fluffy and citrusy aromas must have tried using body cream.

Slowly the girl wakes herself up and peeks in from right around the corner. He whispered with a smile that could be seen.

"If you understand, I forgive you. It's special."

The smile he says so is terribly impressive and he can't forget it for a while.

Uridora was finally peering into her open vision, and she was blessing me with applause without making a sound. Although it's embarrassing, I'm sure she also helped us make up.

Well, I guess I'll let you two enjoy the chiffon cake.

This includes, of course, the meaning of "sorry," but I'm sure it will be passed on to both of us without saying it.

The cake, subdivided into plates, has a grainy pattern of black tea leaves. Each cup is poured with royal milk tea and enjoys a late meal in a room that is much darker already.

Zuzu, and Uridra, a brunette who scraped tea, broke up with each other like a child.

"Mmm! The sweeter the better, the richer the milk. Ah, so fragrant can change your perception of tea."

"Wait, the chiffon fits well too! Huh, fluffy, melts thick with tea... oh, I can't smell it anymore"

With the fork in her mouth, Marie was shaking her head left and right with a full grin.

If it's a meal, it's a gutsy Uridra, but if it's a snack, things will change. Put it in your mouth like it matters and pour it in with milk tea after enjoying plenty of sweetness.

Both smells of tea leaves are overflowing, and they seem to indulge in the scent through their noses.

"I'm glad it seems to fit your tongue. Sometimes I think, maybe we both have a sharp taste. I wonder if the inhabitants of the fantasy world are astute after all."

"Oh, who the hell is it that's making me get used to luxury? It's just that elves and dragons can be really sharp. They say the senses are sharp."

Hmm, is that still what it is?

Uridora, poured in with tea, wrinkles slightly between the brows. My hair seems to be a lot drier already.

"Those who belong more to the Spirit world and so on than to man are much more sentimental. See, those who see things that aren't there are different from those around them."

"Yeah, is that an occult thing? Somehow I can imagine."

When you also eat chiffon, the face that tells you, for example, loosens your expression.

Hey, when the beautiful ladies are happily closing their eyes, you just feel happy looking at them like this. Sunday is almost over, but thanks to you, we're going to be fine Monday.

"So, what do you mean, two days off for the weekend? For that matter, there are red numbers everywhere on this calendar."

Uridora apparently noticed the existence of a small tabletop calendar, which was stuck with her fingers. Apparently, I'm concerned about the red numbers on the May calendar.

"Yeah, a holiday - a special day set by the state will be a holiday. So if we work through Tuesday this week, then we'll be off at Golden Week already."

Including Constitution Day, Midori Day, Children's Day, and Saturday and Sunday, five holidays await.

Telling her so, Marie peeks into the calendar chewing on Momogoku. He counted the red numbers with his fingers, swallowed them very hard, and then looked up at me.

"Oh, yeah, 'cause... then you'll be off for five days!

"Yeah, you will. It's my holiday, so I'd like to invite you to my country... remember?

Ugh! and the girl raised her tall voice.

Apparently, the girl has been greatly influenced by the animation, so she is appreciated for something called the green covered countryside of Japan. Then you'd want to take me there already.

Marie couldn't move still as she stood up and breathed strangely, hah, hah. The cheeks are slowly dyed red and the light purple eyes are rounded like they forgot to blink.

As I watched what was going on, I quickly hugged him more and more. With a force strong enough for the chair to be slightly diagonal, hug a small, quiet body.

And when I let myself go, he gave me a glittering smile.

"Go! What should I do, I'm so excited! Uh, uh, thanks!

"Hehe, that would be good. Even so, there's nothing there. Probably no convenience store."

With that said, I took the envelope out of the bag that was nearby. Inside, there is a ticket for the Shinkansen Hayabusa, which I will put on the table.

Tickets are expensive, but I'd love to teach Mr. Elf a ride called Shinkansen. I would also like to relax and enjoy a trip to the northeast by eating station valves and such.

After thinking that far, I finally realized something serious. By accident, there are only two tickets.

"Oh, um, Uridora, I... I'm sorry, I booked a long time ago... I only booked for two"

"Hmm? I don't mind. If I had plans from the beginning, I'd have no choice. It's not something no one can read about the future."

Apparently in a sweet, upbeat mood, Uridora is relieved that she nodded at Eagle Deep Fried.

Oh, I'm glad you didn't get mad. I knew Mr. Magic Dragon was an adult.

Marie finally sat down on her lap and looked at the ticket perfectly.

"Hey, hey, what is Sincansen? Is it something different from the usual car?

"Yeah, faster ride than the train I took before...... oh I guess it's actually faster to see"

That's what I say, I do a search on my smartphone, and I show you what the Shinkansen looks like.

The video on the video site shows the unique silhouette of the Shinkansen Hayabusa, and then the sickness at a fierce speed.

"Ugh......! Yay! Yeahhh... can you ride this?!?

"Of course. I got a ticket, and Marie's in the window."

The screen of the smartphone, and the girl staring at my face alternately, is somewhat adorable.

The voices of Bosoli and Uridora sounded then.

"Me too..."

"Yeah?"

"I want to ride..."

We stopped moving perfectly. The magic dragon that was peeking in had a grin that seemed to disappear, spilling tears in his eyes.

Oh, wait a minute. You said "I don't care" like an adult earlier, right?

Staring at Uridora without being able to say anything like that, I can't get over it and leak a "ugly" whimper.

"Ho, look, I'll be traveling again in time. Let's ride together next time!

I accidentally turned my voice upside down and let my cheeks snap.

The dragon stares at the ticket and knows what he's thinking right now because of his emotional richness. Two tickets. And Marie's seat is confirmed. So what's my seat...?

Gokuri, and me and Marie's throat rang.

"Ho, look! Kazhiho is not a liar! Next time we're together! Hey!"

"Next time... I'm sure you'll forget about me again... It doesn't matter if you're alone with the dragon guide, the children of men. It's no different from the stones there..."

Oh, I'm sitting in a gym chair.

We can only bluish our faces and move our mouths when they are flaky.

In the end, Uridora wasn't convinced until she made a memo that she was going to take me next, and then she was repeatedly told, "Absolutely not," and "Absolutely not."

The interior of the room becomes downlit and the room is covered with thick curtains.

I paid for such a futon, and the elf girl picked this one up and waited.

Come on, they seem to call it.

When the light source is scarce, the girl shows a different face. I blur my age from my beautiful neat eyes and nose, and my tinted lips, and my nagging clavicle.

I am held in a frigid, noisy, frigid arm. Sticking out her knees, the girl still opens her legs as usual and exchanges her thigh temperatures with each other.

The fluffy sweet smell is the girl's own fragrance.

…………

Soon Marie was silent.

I look up at this one, and my eyes are slightly wet.

When I lay my forehead down from the girl, my saggy hair touched me and tickled.

- Oh, yeah, I guess I'll be waiting.

The girl stopped moving perfectly when she put her forehead on to try it out.

You must be waiting for me to close your eyelids. Thus it mouths to the forehead and transmits the heat of the lips.

He shows one of his mundane faces, and then the girl makes her head snap, and she can't see the look on her face anymore. The long ears were dyed red although only white and beautiful hair could peek.

"Nfu, good night. Good luck with the labyrinth."

"Good night, Marie. Have a good dream... you have the same dream"

We laughed and the temperature increased toward sleep.

And when Uridora slipped in from behind the girdle, we were finally wrapped in a futon.

The dim girl reaches out and pinches me, her fingers intertwined. Watching that happen, the brunette on my shoulder put her jaw on.

"Damn, Nura is adorable. Thanks to you, I'm waking up to motherhood."

"Good night, Uridora. Thanks for earlier."

Maybe there was a conversation in that bathroom that I didn't know about.

Then I have to thank her for letting me make up for it.

"Good night, Uridora. Thanks for everything."

"It's good then. See, instead, I enjoyed the sweets, the meals, and the mundane conversations. Phew...... but the drowsiness from the sushi is stifling. I think it's magic. Bye."

Saying so, he leaks one yawn more and more, and gets stuck behind his head.

The futon was pompous and warm, and quickly the two were sucked into the world of sleep.

While I was staring at my long lashes, I had something to think of.

I somehow figured out why I wiped who.

I guess she's already around a lot more than she thinks. I can't imagine when I'm not next door anymore to that evidence.

I knew it was probably not a child. [M]

I guess that's why I'm attracted. I can't stop myself enough.

My eyes will only get heavier when I'm caught in the sleep. [M]

Even though we're still spending only a month together.

Ugh......

A really drowsy breath echoed into a room in the apartment.