Welcome to Japan, Ms. Elf! Volume 9 [Complete] by Makishima Suzuki

Author:Makishima Suzuki
Language: eng
Format: epub

Episode 7: To the University Library

I brushed my teeth beside the lovely Ms. Elf, and she glanced at me through the mirror. She blinked, her purple eyes like sparkling gemstones under the morning sun. Her hair was white like cotton, and her youthful skin looked radiant. She wore pajamas with a sheep design that included cute little curled horns on her head.

After rinsing out her mouth with some water, she wiped it with a towel. Her amethyst eyes then met mine directly instead of through the mirror this time.

“The mornings are getting colder and colder,” said Marie. “What do you use to stay warm in this world? I haven’t seen any chimneys on the houses here.”

I rinsed my mouth, wiped myself with the towel she had handed me, and turned to her to respond.

“Usually, we use AC or gas heaters in the city. You can find fireplaces in colder regions like Aomori. Oh, and around here, it’ll get colder than where you grew up.”

“Oh, that sounds awful. I really don’t like the cold. Whenever someone was hogging the spot in front of the fireplace, I’ve always thought about moving them out of the way,” she said as she frowned, which got a laugh out of me.

The forest where she and her elven tribe lived had a very mild climate. It only snowed lightly there, if at all, and she didn’t do well with extreme cold or heat because she was so used to that comfortable environment. To be honest, I kind of liked it when she complained like this, so I just chuckled as I left the washroom.

Marie followed me with my sleeve in her hand, bringing up one random topic after another. Come to think of it, I didn’t just like when she complained; I also liked talking with her in general. She was in a better mood than usual because it was my day off, and so was I.

We returned to our room to find a woman spreading open the newspaper. She glanced at us as Marie and I chatted, her long black hair tied back behind her head. But she said nothing and simply went back to her newspaper as if she was used to our noisiness. The woman had taken a liking to wearing glasses, maybe because I had told her she looked smart in them last time. Combined with the long skirt, she almost looked like a different person.

She was usually lazy in her cat form, yet she was enjoying the morning sun with a cup of coffee with plenty of milk today. According to her, she had come to Japan for the first time in a while since there was something she wanted to look into.

“Good morning, Wridra. Have you sobered up yet?” I asked.

“Hah, hah, I can sober myself whenever I wish. Whenever I am inebriated, it is because I choose to be.”

Wridra didn’t only have a high tolerance for alcohol but the cold too. Her outfit left her upper arms bare, even though we were already heading into winter.

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