Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

When the elevator door opens, the black cat just walks away.

He left a wet footprint with epilepsy, and looked back at it creeping in front of the room. It would mean "open it" to puff your big eyes and ring in a pretty voice.

If you open the front door as you wish, this time the elves will be active.

Stretching his fingertips, he sounds "chappy" and cool, and a light flock of blue fish swims through the universe. This is the Spirit of Water (Undine), which helps me breathe the wasted humidity that I have stuck in my room.

Another similarity appeared to the translucent cherry blossom petals as the girl breathed "ugh" to her fingertips. A very elegant scent spreads, turning it into a comfortable space that doesn't seem like a rainy season.

"Is that the cherry spirit? You were still there."

That's what Marie looks back at as she takes off her shoes when she asks as she wipes the cat's feet. I guess it's nice to be able to manipulate the Spirit even in Japan with a good look somewhere. She is growing day by day and one day she may be as comfortable with it as she is with the world of her dreams.

"Hmm, really? You've made plenty of friends, so we'll still be together for a while."

"When was that Aomori? Yeah, that's convenient. They don't even need aromas."

When I returned to Golden Week last month, the elves and spirits were touched at cherry blossom sites. The sight of petals scattering around the girl was something that even the people around her were amazed at. This is how it's given me little pleasure since then.

A little souvenir for a trip to Shizuku Aomori, something like that?

And when he finishes wiping his legs, the black cat walks to his room with Tokotoko.

I guess it feels like "thank you" to ring "to me without even looking back. Anyway, it's so comfortable even during the rainy season, and I just said that it's the Elves who can relax and enjoy it in reading and movies.

Then, as usual, we brew tea and head to the bed and window. This is a weak time to plug in, so this is just the right position to read a book.

The girl was starting to read first and gave me a beautiful grin when I put tea and cookies right next door.

I think she's cute enough to just be really happy watching, as she lowers her hips. It's my secret pleasure to see a fairy kid grab a cookie, drink some dust and tea, and get in a good mood.

And I remember what to tell Marie.

"Yes, there will be a bonus next month. Then we'll go check on the furniture."

"... without me?

Marie, who was opening the book, tilted her little neck and looked up at this one. Oh, speaking of which, is the sound of bonuses unfamiliar in the dream world?

"I guess you mean special allowances. It happens twice a year, and they pay me according to my work."

"Oh, I can't believe you're giving me money even though I live without a problem. Are you good or is the company making so much money..."

Yeah, I'm glad you're the former.

Apparently, the black cat didn't like cold floors and came to my lap after comparing them. There simply seemed to be no place because the girl was spreading the book.

I step on my puffy pants a few times with my little nails, then fall asleep with Po Sun.

And Marie shrugged when she saw how such a black cat was.

"... Speaking of which, Uridra can hardly make it back either. I wonder how long it will take for your child to settle down."

Um and the black cat has a contemplative face, and then he rings "Ugh to".

"Two more days, okay. If we can come and see each other, let's make the second tier of the offense real."

Yeah, Uridora hasn't been able to get to our party since then. Everything is an important time for child dragons, and they are performing rituals to stabilize them.

"Well, that's like parental leave. This one's not in trouble, so don't push it."

The black cat rang "to."

With such circumstances, there is no such thing as a labyrinth attack. I only read books all the time or enter a very safe area.

If I got bored, I would go to Uridora's bunk and spend some time in a daze, but in two more days I'm going to be fully challenged.

"Until then, there's time, and you don't even watch a movie with subtitles where you practice letters?

"Oh, that's good. Then I'll let you read it at night. You'll fall asleep, so be prepared."

Oh, that's exciting.

I doubt if I can go to the dream world with you if I go to bed first... well, I'm sure Marie will sleep better first.

That's why we get the monitors by the bed down to the floor and get in a sloppy position. The girl puts the cushion in front of me, holds a hard black cat and then puts her little butt down.

It has been so for a long time, but the girl has come to prefer to stick more closely together. It conveys the feel of a soft butt over the legs, and layers over a relaxed back.... Though you may have just passed as a back.

Please and the girl lifted both arms, which would mean "hold your hips and support me". Hold your luxurious hips as you wish, and you'll see a bright white, beautiful noodle in front of you.

I took a remote control nearby, remembering the sweet smell characteristic of the girl.

... Yeah, it would be a light, crime-like sight because of the combination of white shirts and black skirts close to student clothing. She's a lot older than me, though, and there's no problem, is there?

Well, don't worry about the details. Shall we watch a movie with Mr. Elf? I pressed the remote because I was snorted. [M]

Come on. Come on. The windows are sounding fine rain.

The sunlight that plugs in is a lot weaker, with rainy weather.

Still, when the movie starts, the signs of rain stay away.

A story is, it should be.

As I am dragged into one story, I completely forget about things around me, etc.

... even if that starts with a tragedy.

To the man who spends his arrogance, there was a curse that could never be broken by himself. It's a curse to spend time alone as a "monster" who resembles arrogant attitude.

As the preamble ended and darkened, the sound of the girl's cookies roared.

The girl would have been very surprised when the scene switched.

So are the colors, but people and animals are gorgeous, that everyone is expressive. The girl and the black cat, not knowing such entertainment, still had their eyes rounded.

"This is called a musical. Songs can convey emotions more than words."

I whisper quietly. so that we can be more immersed in the story so as not to disturb the music.

There would have been another element where we could immerse ourselves in the story. Heroin's young and beautiful woman is such a hobbyist. It's like Mariabelle, an elf living in Japan.

"Oh, excuse me. People who don't love hobbies or movies are the weirdos. They must be losing their minds as people."

Oh, Marie, who was supposed to be serious, seems to have become a woman who loves entertainment sometime. With all due respect and apologizing on their behalf, the girl who had looked up at this one made her colored lips smile.

In one such act, the girl may already have realized that I, the general public, am a dick. Sometimes she whispers so close that her lips seem to touch her.

When the sweet exhale tickles, the softness of it fascinates me enough to blur my thoughts. I can't resist her voice, her beautiful eyes, her plump lips.

He is stared at by a twitchy, amethyst-colored eye, and then the elf strokes his cheek as satisfied. I feel as though I've been "nagged," but seeing her mesmerizing grin may not be a mistake.

Now, whenever a woman is to meet a monster, the story finally moves.

It's the elf girl who sends the booing though.

"I don't know. This guy's a real pain in the ass. I can't believe you can't be nice to women."

Apparently Marie doesn't like monstrous men. It wasn't a matter of appearance, I wouldn't have endured terrible abusive speech and behavior. Nevertheless, it is with the dirty side that the human taste increases. That's why the painting just breathes like it's alive.

Whenever touched by an attractive woman, the monster begins to show one emotion at a time that was hidden. Heroin wasn't the only one who didn't know there was such an emotion. Even this monster didn't think he had such a thing.

And as the story progresses and passes through some trials, it begins to show new sides again. That's what I call love for women.

"... strange, I can't believe you think such a monster is cute"

Yes, the love they grew up with as they were in touch was sprouting a definite bond. Even if it is a monster, the impression that it should have changed dramatically, beyond being connected by love.

When did the girl and the black cat get up front and support the two of us in getting along? It would have felt like watching the flowers grow as the changers approached each other and made them get along day by day.

I wish it was just such a good time......

Both the girl and the black cat already know that there is always a valley waiting for the story.

The more ups and downs the story revealed depth, and the elves clung to the disturbing music that came.

Anyway, it's a piece that was wrapped in a bright atmosphere.

The changeover must have been easy to understand and must have looked very cruel. For Marie, she looks unusual and frightened, leaving a luxurious body to hang on to. From the slight swelling to the heart tone of Toctok.

Still, I don't close my eyes because I can't help but worry about the ending ahead. I hate it if the girls I've been watching don't get happy. The girl was immersed in the story, like a novel that would go on reading late at night, even if she was afraid.

Well, that was a starry night.

As he survived several ordeals, the monster sometime showed himself respecting the woman and reaching out politely.

And the woman also loves the monster, and graciously receives the hand offered.

I don't look like a monster. But making you feel "fit" somewhere must have been due to the two close friends.

The people to be blessed are not there, instead it is their smiles.

A sharp nail could hurt someone important. To such an anxious face, the woman turned back a very soft grin. And it prompts me to ignore him confused and bring my body closer together.

Yes, there's no need to be anxious.

Because they're the only ones here.

There is no audience, only the stars are the whispering places to watch quietly.

And yet Marie's in tears of melancholy, I guess, because she knows this place is full of miracles.

Two people who are never supposed to hold hands together now stand up to each other and dance together. Yes, we create glamour without anyone because we both know it's an irreplaceable time.

Never a flower in full bloom.

It's not like a monster, it's just one round of adorable flowers.

No, is that why it makes you feel beautiful? What the monster wanted, even under the curse, was something so small and so irreplaceable.

Eventually, the lips were overlaid and the elves and black cats were just intoxicated by the very small miracle (happy ending) that happened on a starry night.

After a superb time without any more, the signs of the rainy season finally return to the room...... should have been. Until Marie turned this way across her lap and whispered with a lukewarm face.

"Nice......, I'm feeling very happy right now. You picked a movie for this, didn't you?

That's what I'm saying, sticking around and following my lips. When Marie wraps her arms around her neck, there's only one finger gap left, and she's going to touch it with just a little movement!

"No, no...?

Even as I sweat, the amethyst-colored eyes in my sight are somewhere in my dreams. The cheeks stain red, and the tinted lips look very soft.

The red lip opens slightly, so close that exhalation is involved. Yeah, I think I'm going to touch you just to say the word already. When the exhalation hits, and it brings a fragrance sweet enough to melt the cerebral cord, my reason starts to sound and collapse.

Hey, hey, hey, I think I can put it up to Marie's scent.

Nevertheless, each other's hearts continue to buzz and the intimate girl's body conveys definite softness.

And, as the black cat jumped on Marie's back, her plump lips tangled. The fact that it was half-opened makes me kiss deeper than before, and I'm stunned by its softness.

Her exhale called fussufusu tickles, and then she stares at each other thinly. Then the force of the supporting arm fell off, and as it drifted, it was knocked back to the floor.

Still, it's something she won't let go, so she won't help but taste Marie's softness all over her body. Sweet lips of thick elves, overlapping bodies, and wanting thighs......

This, hey, Marie, will put you up......

That's how she tries to mouth the movie's staff roll until it's over, makes a slight noise, and finally her lips go away.

Yeah, this could really be up there. The body is fluffy somewhere, and even close together, even slight reason is likely to collapse.

Marie has whispered with a decent face.

"Too bad. I can't seem to break the curse on my sleeping face"

"... was this a curse? I believed you were born."

I whisper to the elf who has an idea that I might give it another try. It's an extraordinary word to distract her.

"I wonder if you remember there was a beautiful castle along the way. If you hear something similar to that is in the neighborhood...... what do you want to do?

With that said, her eyes increase her radiance.

I know I don't lie, and it's a story I just got fascinated with. Again, the girl...... not only looms full of vision to the black cat.

"I want to go, I want to go!

"Ugh! Ugh!

Ugh, cat beard tickles.

All right, Uridora's back, and then if there's a cut of rainy season, why don't we go?

"Wow, I did it! Uridora, get out of here!

"Nanny!

I didn't know the elves and black cats would hi-tach on me.

And I wonder why I can't wait to be happy when my pretty girl asks me to. Somehow, maybe I like selfish kids.

Well, that's why our outing was buried.