Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

When we woke up, we looked at each other uncommonly and sighed. Light rain continues to fall in Japan, and there is a tinkling sound of rain lodging from the veranda.

"Uh, already. Mentally tired wow... I'm sober but tired"

"Shall we shy away from such a place? It seems a little early for us."

When he made that suggestion, the elf, who put on his sleeping clothes, nodded powerlessly and put his head on his shoulder to sweeten. I pampered her back and comforted her as she remembered her sleeping temperature.

Last night I received a welcome to nourish my English in the world of dreams...... I still can't help but trouble myself when I get the attention. Shortly after enjoying the meal, I was called out, besides the fact that I am a boy and a girl on the outside, so I can't easily enjoy the alcohol.

Now if they find out about my abilities and how I can go back and forth with Japan... yeah, it's horrible and I don't even want to think about it.

and that's when the sound of peepeepee and rice cooking sounded from the kitchen.

"Well, according to the legend, if you eat breakfast, the fairy will feel better. Why don't you try it with me?

"I want rice... and sprinkles. I'd love to have some eyeballs and bacon and some tea."

The girl with her long ears hanging and groping and sweetening is adorable. Since my trip to Aomori, my cooker has also become more active for breakfast. It turns to bread depending on the day, but apparently Mr. Elf likes the sweetness of rice.

Get down to the flooring and head to the kitchen.

It's Monday, it's Monday, it's Monday... whoa, I almost lost my energy.

At least we'll have to make something delicious for dinner.

Every now and then in my dreams, the girl was looking for fruit, and I think I could have dessert. And speaking of energetic dishes...... There was something floating around, so let's just say we buy the ingredients on the way home.

When I lit the pot with my hands, I came up with something else.

"Speaking of which, can the Spirit of Fire (Salamander) replace stoves in this world as well"

"Um, I don't know. I'm worried because I'm just a little impatient. I'd like to get used to it a little later."

Marie answers as she gets out of bed and walks this way. The black cat is round in bed and will be quiet for a day today because he does the job of hiding us in the other world.

Hmm, it would be amazing if you could manipulate the Spirit of Fire (Salamander). How dare you make braised squares without spending gas.

Chop the radishes and put them in a melted hand pan. When it creaks, add miso, and the gentle smell starts drifting into the room.

"Mmm, nice smell. I remember Aomori."

"Marie's fine with Japanese food than I thought, right? I've been reluctant, but I don't know about natto."

Then he asks as he drops the bacon into the oil, and the girl sitting at the table leans her neck in surprise.

"Natto......? I don't know what kind of food it is."

"I bought it for me, but why don't you take a look?"

With that said, the girl approaches her earlier grump with some clear face. Slippers with rabbit ears, and cute, empty pyjamas.

But the adorable face draws on the hiccups. Tofu, a rotten bean... not because I saw natto in a small bowl.

"I can't, I can't, this is absolutely unreasonable! Yeah, uh, hey, this. So, maybe it's a kind of talisman?

"Er... beans are certainly used by talismans, but it's a beloved Japanese meal."

Well, some people don't like it, and some people don't eat it in some areas. Nevertheless, the elves enjoying Japanese cuisine have been so "Japanese have an unusual enthusiasm for flavor" from day to day that they are half-heartedly… leaning more favourably than a few steps.

"... delicious, of?

"Um, I guess it depends on people. If you don't like it, you don't have to eat it."

"Ichiro eats, huh?

"I opened it, of course I'll eat it."

Marie often worried when she answered as she moved the bacon and eyeball grill to the plate. And open your mouth with the expression of death.

"Just, I'll try it!

"Oh, I'm worried. Take a bite and give up if you can't."

Grab both hands, and the girl snorts. But I'm worried that I can't predict how this will react to the taste. At least mix thoroughly with the eggs in the smell removal, and sprinkle the green onions. Thus a very common breakfast was to be lined up at the table...... are you all right?

When the girl pinches on the chopsticks, the thread drips.

Ugh, and I pulled my cheek because it's rotten no matter how I look at it and it's actually rotten.

"I'm going to eat over dinner, just to give it a try"

"Put this on my favorite rice, sprinkle......? Are you trying to make a terrible mistake?"

No, you're nervous just watching this.

Out of the way, out of the way, out of the way, out of the way, the heart sounds, and the freshly rotten natto gets put on the rice... oh, I guess it's okay, I'm worried.

Watching as she softened, Marie moved the natto rice on the chopsticks closer together. I couldn't believe the black cat was round the chair at the table until just now, but I'm looking up at the girl with my eyes open.

If the cat could talk, he'd say, "Eat that, 'cause? I think he said." Ba this way! And it turned out to be, "No way, you betrayed me! I wonder if that means." I don't understand cat language, but I didn't betray anything.

Step aside, step aside... Pak, Ri, eh.

Marie closes her eyes and throws them into her mouth, chewing them carefully. He pressed his mouth all the time, and the way up from the chair, even I drowned a cold sweat.

of......

Every time I chew on the name Ngu, Ngu, the girl's brow returns to its usual shape. I checked the flavor wonderfully, looked up at the ceiling and peeked into a small bowl of natto before finally swallowing it with gokun.

"That, huh? It's rotten, but, um... it's usually delicious."

"Oh, yeah, good. Good for you!

Oh, no, I'm so relieved.

If I had let him run into the bathroom like that, he wouldn't have felt guilty while he was at the office.

"I don't know what's going on, we're both so sweaty?

"Hmm? Yeah, you don't have to worry about it. I didn't think it would fit my mouth from the start."

The girl put about half of her natto on the white rice, looking strange. Apparently, Mr. Elf recognized me as one of his breakfasts. Good for you, little grain natto.

"I don't know, it's tasteful but oddly sticky and thick... oh, I'm starting to lose my mind about the smell"

"They get used to the smell when they eat it. Well, I guess I'll have one too."

When I look at the black cat, he shakes his head from left to right. Sounds like it means you don't need it, but I wonder if you just can't get natto to the cat. Look, it'll make your mouth stick around you.

That's why Uridora has white rice with sprinkles on it, and bacon eggs on her plate. He once eats it deliciously, especially in egg-tangled bacon. But this is an acceptable meal because it's a demon.

"I have a few recipes with natto, I guess I like them the best as they are"

"Hmm, I'm just worried about the smell, but it would go great with the rice. Oh, miso soup yummy."

No, and it may be unusual to say an elf that narrows its eyes to natto and miso soup. Well, my Elf is changing somewhere.

"I'm late to wake up this morning, so can I make my own lunch?

"Of course I don't mind. I just wanted to try this oven dish I taught you the other day. Kitten, you're the number one prosperous taster."

The black cat, pointing her finger all the way, looked disgusted and stuck her face in the bowl in the first place.

Put on your shoes, and look back.

Unfortunately, I have to work to feed the two of you. I'm sorry to hear that.

"Then you're coming. Hey, is Marie going to take a bath?

"Yeah, I can't smell human anymore. Oh, of course, don't worry, you're a special frame."

The girl with the bath towel apparently hated the celebration so much. Nevertheless, I spend a lot of time with people in Japan, and I don't really see anything I hate that much.

She revealed to me that she was wondering. However, it is truly surprising.

"I was courted by a man named Zarish. I was worried about telling you, but I thought I'd tell you."

"Ha...! What, from that fancy guy?

He snorted and I was so upset that I forgot my time at work.

Of course Marie is attractive and will ever get such a confession. But he's almost twice the level holder I am. Another word that I would be more surprised to reveal in embarrassment.

"I'm so persistent, I poked him in the head."

Unexpectedly clarified.

I can't believe our Elf is going to punch his head in the brave of the future. Well, is that why Marie came running from the balcony then?

Though relieved by the usual Marie, there is also a feeling that things are so simply done. I kept walking down the rainy commuter path.