Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

From an English-speaking person's point of view, Japanese seems to be a pretty difficult category.

Perhaps it used to be harder because even the familiar Japanese are so handed down over and over again, "Let's make this difficult and easier to unify the language".

That's why we have a slightly unusual sight in our house.

Uh, my house is a 1DK apartment in Gangdong-ku, Tokyo, but there are elves in the fantasy world on that bed.

Hair is beautifully white and the gloss is too pretty to call it gray hair. The eyes that remind me of my intellect are light purple as beautiful as an amethyst. If I had the chance to see the moment of awakening, it would be as beautiful as a bright flower blossomed, and I'm sure anyone would see it.

"Ahhhhhhh"

Though, she may be impaired in color right now. The hair is slightly flaky and there are a lot of wrinkles on the thin clothes for indoor use.

While looking at the monitor, she writes Gashigashi and letters on her notebook is her fluent "Japanese language study method," and she's trying to learn to read and write at the same time.

"I went shopping right now, but the ground beef was cheap, so I'm going to dumplings. Does Marie drink?

"Gyoza? Uh, I don't know what to do. Hmm, not very alcohol resistant. If you don't mind me saying something weird, I'll get you something easy to drink."

Hmm, something easy to drink? Hmm, something that even elves seem to be used to in that world...... oh, can I have some wine? White wine would surely go with dumplings, and then you could serve cheese.

She is an underage and beautiful girl, no matter what she thinks. But since he looks like an elf and his age is over a hundred years old, the law "drinking after twenty" has been cleared.... is it? I guess, I guess. In the case of elves, there is no law in Japan that says ~, so let's not worry about it.

"Kazhiho, eagle, mariabel, death"

I was a little nervous about Japanese.

So much so that I almost accidentally dropped the ground beef pack in my hand. Marie was smiling happily as she grabbed him in haste and then peered into the bed.

Her smile becomes much prettier than it was when we met, and eating the unintentional strike makes her feel like a sword poking at her heart. Well, he wouldn't be aware of its destructive power.

"Yeah, it's not day two yet! You're already starting to remember grammar?

"Yeah, I only remember where I was going to use it again and again. My method of study, for now, is to learn a sentence and then develop it sideways."

Oh, I can see that somehow. When I learn a heterogeneous language too, I find a way first. [M] From there, make a hole in the perimeter to make it look like a smudge.

Pour white wine into the glass for a try and head straight to the bedroom. Marie notices right this way and turns her face as she just keeps the cabinet in the separation from the kitchen.

"Oh nice clothes. Can you make me smell it?

"Oh, uh, I was going to let you smell the wine... Marie's that one, there's something about the smell fetish."

"Excuse me, I just want to smell something I don't know. Just watch and come quickly."

Doesn't that mean smell fetish? I don't put it in my mouth even if I think so.

When I got close, I was grabbed by the fabric around my stomach, and I was sniffed. Um, it makes me feel weird that you're being sniffed out by a beautiful kid.

I bury my nose with Posan, and I get the wind to pass, and exhale from her. It tickles...... but I don't feel bad about the way the elves are inadvertently narrowing their eyes.

"Thanks. Uh... yeah, alcohol looks fine too. It doesn't even contain spices."

"Uh, I can't do that either. You're the one who's forcing the smell out. You might prefer water if you were enough to give me money."

I agree, she squealed and Marie woke herself out of bed.

If you take a good look at it, the notebook said a lot of fifty tones starting with "aye aye". Let's start with the basics, it seems.

"According to one theory, it takes more than 2,000 hours when you learn very different languages. Even if we were having a conversation for about ten hours a day, it would take at least 200 days."

"Yeah, I mean, it wouldn't take me a hundred days if I worked hard. Well, let's make it our goal to have a conversation in three months."

I thought that was a lot of confidence, but I'm pinned for that reason.

There is a person named me who can learn Japanese, and if we travel together to the world of dreams, we don't even have time for sleep. Besides, it's never impossible if her brilliance is added.

But at the same time, you may tip your neck in me. [M]

"It's stranger than that, why would Marie want to learn Japanese?

"Because I thought it was a nice country. It's peaceful, the rice is delicious, and something very comfortable to live in. Then naturally, you want to learn the local language, right?

Yeah, I'd love it if you liked Japan.

Can we even watch movies and play games together if we can master them? Yeah, I'm starting to look forward to working with you a lot.

"Well, why don't you take a bath? I'll have dinner ready when I get up."

"Hehe, thanks. I'm looking forward to a dish called Guiser."

It's dumplings, I wanted to say it again, but my arms hugged me so much that I couldn't say anything. Ugh, I knew Marie was cute.

About forty minutes later, though, the beautiful girl said, "Ugh!" and I'm going to be stumped with the flooring.

As soon as she prepared a lunch for her adventure, Marie dragged herself to the chair and was about to slip her ass off. She's always an intelligent but delicious cook, and a combination of white wine makes her head a little flower garden.

"Ugh, it was delicious, Kazhiho...... I want to say thank you very much..."

"I'm glad it fits your tongue. It's cheap food, and you can always tell me if you want to eat again."

"Yee-ah, that's cheap. No!? Oh, I don't know anymore. Wow, the food in this country.... but it's okay, because I'm happy"

Oh, well, look so happy.

My stomach turns and I see a cute navel, but I got compliments and I'll miss you tonight.

Because of the alcohol, it is also cute to talk a little tongueless, and I think that this is something I would like to go on a course for a while.

"Kazhiho, level 72 is true -?

"Yeah, just like I taught you before. Speaking of which, I never heard of you, but how many levels is Marie?

"… 27. Look, I hope you don't get me wrong, but I'm learning spirituality and witchcraft together, so it's very hard to get a level. A spiritual magician who can only be a handful of the chosen ones."

"Oh, that's a great name. So you want to go to the recommended level-up field? I guess Marie's gonna be up five levels on her first day."

When I was lining up the wash with Kachacha, I could see her creeping up at the edge of my sight.

"... you know, I've spent about seventy years getting this far. If it's a joke, I'm gonna be mad at you for as much as I want."

"Well, I pulled it off, and Marie stabbed me in the stomach, right? I wonder if you can afford to take down one level 40 or so a minute first."

I thought I could do that right away, but maybe my perception is wrong. Different? and leaning back at her little neck, Elf's eyes were only slightly open.

I follow Marie diving into bed in a dim room in the downlight. It's a slightly worse picture, but we can't help it because it's important to us to go to different worlds.

It's just, well, maybe you didn't have to stare at your ass.

"Put your lunch down, all the time... It's dumplings, so I smell a little, but I don't know if it's okay."

"I'm fine. I don't mind when I'm eating anyway. Unfortunately, it doesn't feel like freshly baked parsley."

"Yeah, look forward to it because I made it into fried rice so I wouldn't have to be cold"

In the dim, I could see a girl smiling at me. Yeah, well, an elf ear doesn't fit the pillow just a little bit, so now I have a perforated pillow.

That's how we hold Marie and hear each other's hearts slowly. Because of the serenity, I seem to be falling asleep faster these days.

If she's gone, can she sleep properly... I'm sure there's something cowardly about her.

Together, Together, the tiny ringing chest and the intertwined luxurious hands and feet. The thickening and heavy eyes are due to her warmth being conveyed.

Ugh -...

and like sinking into the puddle of water, the consciousness goes into the dream.

A world of deep dreams with a soft embrace... no, we move to a different world.

Hopefully today will be a good day, etc.