"The taste is really good—much better than the Italian beetroot soup we had this afternoon!"
Eriri Spencer Sawamura raised her thumb and openly praised Elf Yamada's cooking skills.
"Of course! My carefully crafted dishes can't possibly be compared to those from a small restaurant!"
Elf Yamada puffed out her not-so-prominent chest proudly, then scooped up another spoonful of soup and brought it to Eriri's lips.
"Eriri-nee, since you like it, drink a little more."
Eriri didn't refuse Elf Yamada's feeding. She once again drank the soup from the spoon.
Seeing this, Elf Yamada seemed to have flipped some strange switch—she began feeding Eriri spoonful after spoonful of soup without stopping.
When about one-third of the bowl was gone, Eriri finally stopped Elf Yamada from continuing.
"Alright, stop feeding me already. You should have some yourself."
"Okay…"
Elf Yamada didn't go against Eriri's words. She took a spoonful and drank it herself.
However, remembering that she was sharing the same bowl and spoon with Eriri, she didn't feel disappointed at all.
"Mmm! As expected of me, my cooking has improved again!"
Tasting the flavor in her mouth, Elf Yamada shamelessly praised herself.
"Here, Eriri-nee, one more bite for you—then the next bite will be mine."
Elf Yamada once again scooped up a spoonful of soup and offered it to Eriri with a bright, eager smile.
This time, Eriri didn't refuse. After reaching out to gently rub Elf Yamada's little head, she smiled and drank the soup.
In the next few dozen seconds, the two of them took turns—one spoon for Eriri, one spoon for Elf—until the bowl was empty.
After setting the now-empty bowl back on the tray, Elf Yamada picked up another plate. On it was a sliced steak.
"Eriri-nee, try this next! I've named it 'Spring Elf's Naked Steak!'"
And so, for the next twenty minutes or so, the two of them continued eating together, one bite after another, finishing all the dishes on the tray.
Many of the larger pieces of food were eaten half by Eriri and half by Elf Yamada, recreating the same scene they had shared earlier that afternoon in the French restaurant.
This time, however, throughout the entire meal, Eriri never lifted a finger—everything was personally fed to her by Elf Yamada.
At the same time, Eriri also learned the names Elf Yamada had given each dish.
Unsurprisingly, every single one of them contained the words "naked" or "bare."
Although Elf Yamada's dishes still couldn't quite compare to those made by Aoi Kujou, Eriri was quite satisfied.
After all, the food was genuinely delicious—and, more importantly, it carried Elf Yamada's heartfelt sincerity.
When dinner was finished, it was already past seven in the evening.
"Phew~ I'm so full!"
Elf Yamada flopped down casually on the sofa, even stretching her legs across Eriri's lap, paying no attention whatsoever to her own posture or appearance.
After all, she was wearing nothing but an apron—a thin white layer barely covering her body.
As she reclined, the small gap beneath her was left completely exposed to Eriri's eyes.
Eriri didn't do anything inappropriate. She simply placed her hands gently on Elf Yamada's smooth, pale thighs and caressed them lightly.
"It's still early, Emily-chan. Is there anything else you want to play? I'll keep you company~"
Hearing Eriri's words, Elf Yamada didn't get up. Instead, she crossed her arms and began thinking seriously.
But her contemplation didn't last long—barely ten seconds later, she made her decision.
"Hmm… then how about we go play games in the game room later, Eriri-nee? What do you think?"
"Sounds good."
"Yay! Then I'll clean up these dishes first, and after that, we'll start our fun game time!"
Elf Yamada leapt up from the sofa, grabbed the tray from the coffee table, and happily trotted downstairs to the first-floor kitchen.
After quickly cleaning up the dishes, Elf Yamada wasted no time returning to the second floor. She went straight to Eriri's side and grabbed her hand.
"Eriri-nee, let's go!"
Eriri didn't resist and allowed Elf Yamada to pull her up from the sofa. Hand in hand, they briskly made their way toward the game room.
As the door to the game room opened, their evening of two-player games officially began.
...
Time always passed quickly when playing games. Before they knew it, more than three hours had gone by, and the clock had already passed ten o'clock at night.
"Emily-chan, let's stop here for today. It's about time to go to bed."
Setting down the game controller, Eriri turned her head to look at Elf Yamada, who was sitting very close beside her.
At the moment, Eriri was sitting casually on the carpeted floor, while Elf Yamada sat directly on her lap.
Fortunately, the floor was covered with a thick, soft carpet—otherwise, Eriri wouldn't have been so comfortable sitting there.
Since Elf Yamada was still wearing only her apron, she was basically sitting naked on Eriri's lap.
Though separated by a layer of clothing, Eriri could still clearly feel the smooth, delicate skin of Elf Yamada's back—and the softness of her small, round hips.
Because Elf Yamada wasn't much shorter than Eriri, sitting on her lap put them at nearly the same height—if anything, Elf was slightly higher.
Eriri rested her chin on Elf Yamada's shoulder, while her hands rested lightly on the girl's stomach. When holding the game controller earlier, her hands had even pressed right up against Elf Yamada's inner thighs.
"Alright."
Elf Yamada nodded obediently, not insisting on playing longer—even though she normally played far later into the night.
Then she stretched her arms high above her head and leaned back slightly, pressing herself even closer against Eriri.
"Eriri-nee, how about we take a bath together?"
Elf Yamada turned her head, her voice filled with excitement.
"Sure, let's head back to the room then."
This time, Eriri didn't refuse. She readily agreed to Elf Yamada's invitation.
Then, without hesitation, she picked Elf Yamada up directly from the floor.
After standing up, Eriri shifted Elf's position so that the little elf was facing her.
Elf Yamada cooperated perfectly, wrapping her legs around Eriri's waist. The two of them maintained that intimate posture as Eriri carried her into the bedroom.
Without pausing, Eriri walked straight toward the bathroom.
Once they entered the changing room, Eriri's clothes automatically disappeared, and her long golden hair fell freely down her back.
At the same time, the white apron on Elf Yamada's body vanished as well, leaving the two girls' bare bodies pressed directly together.
Feeling the soft pressure of Eriri's chest and the silky smoothness of her skin, Elf Yamada's heartbeat instantly quickened severalfold—so fast it felt as though it might burst right out of her chest.
It was the first time she had touched Eriri so directly and completely, and the sensation was utterly intoxicating.
Unfortunately for her, Eriri didn't give her much time to recover. As soon as they stepped into the bathroom, she began washing Elf from head to toe.
And so, their much-anticipated bath together began.
By the time their bathing and soaking session ended, nearly an hour had passed. It was already past eleven o'clock when the two walked out of the bathroom together.
For most students, that would be considered late—but for Eriri and Elf Yamada, the night's delightful moments were only just beginning.
...
The next morning, when Eriri woke up on the large, one-point-eight-meter-wide bed, the first thing she saw was Elf Yamada clinging tightly to her like an octopus.
Elf Yamada was still asleep, her lips curved into a faint smile, clearly enjoying a pleasant dream.
Not wanting to disturb her, Eriri quietly slipped out of Elf's embrace and hovered lightly in the air, about thirty centimeters above the ground.
Her long golden hair, smooth as a waterfall, cascaded down from her head to the floor.
In the next moment, a flash of light appeared, and a white outfit materialized over her bare body.
Her now one-hundred-ninety-centimeter-long golden hair was tied into a single ponytail, secured with a pink ribbon.
Her fair legs—shapely and eqxuisite—were bare, without any socks or shoes. She walked barefoot across the floor.
That was Eriri's appearance for the day.
At that moment, perhaps sensing something, Elf Yamada stirred from her pleasant dreams and slowly woke up.
Still naked, she sat up on the bed and rubbed her sleepy eyes with her tiny fists.
When she saw Eriri already dressed, her drowsiness vanished instantly.
"Eriri-nee, when did you wake up? Why didn't you wake me too?"
Elf Yamada got out of bed—without bothering to put on clothes—and spread her arms wide as she rushed toward Eriri.
"Eriri-nee, I want a hug!"
Without hesitation, Eriri opened her arms and caught the girl mid-pounce, embracing her tightly.
"I only woke up a little earlier than you~"
Eriri gently stroked Elf Yamada's smooth back, her expression filled with affectionate warmth.
After last night's beautiful exchange, their relationship had officially changed—it could even be said she had taken one step ahead of Izumi Sagiri.
"Eriri-nee, wait a bit before you go back. I'll make breakfast for you!"
Although their relationship had taken a significant step forward, Elf Yamada didn't ask Eriri to stay with her for a few more days.
She could have pouted or acted spoiled to make Eriri agree, but she didn't.
Spending the entire day together yesterday had already made her more than satisfied. If she wanted more time with Eriri, she could simply visit her in the Saekano world later.
This time, Elf Yamada didn't go to the kitchen wearing only an apron. Instead, she went to the dressing room first, changed into her gothic lolita outfit, and freshened up.
Though, with her current abilities, she wouldn't get dirty even if she never washed, she still enjoyed bathing and washing up—it had become a habit she didn't intend to change.
In fact, this was true for almost all the group members.
Though it was just breakfast, preparing it took just as long as last night's dinner.
After a full thirty minutes of effort, Elf Yamada finally completed a lavish breakfast spread.
By the time they finished eating, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.
"Emily-chan, before heading back, I plan to stop by and see Sagiri and Chisato. Do you want to come along?"
Before leaving the villa, Eriri turned to ask Elf Yamada.
"Of course I'll go!" Elf Yamada nodded quickly. "Once you're gone, I can play with Sagiri too!"
"Alright, then let's go."
...
The Izumi residence was less than a hundred meters away from the villa Elf Yamada had purchased, separated only by a few detached houses.
Originally, Elf Yamada had wanted to buy the house right next to the Izumis', but after making inquiries, she learned that the owners had no intention of selling.
Of course, if she offered a high enough price, they would have sold it without hesitation.
However, the layout of that house didn't suit her taste—and since a nearby villa that matched her preferences perfectly was available for sale, she decided there was no need to spend money unnecessarily.
After all, the distance between the two houses was short enough that it wouldn't stop her from visiting Sagiri anytime she wanted.
So she abandoned the idea of buying the property next door.
As for the Izumi residence, Eriri was already quite familiar with it—she had visited several times before.
Leaving through the villa's front yard, Eriri didn't hurry. Instead, she and Elf Yamada walked leisurely toward the Izumi home, as if taking a morning stroll.
Of course, with less than a hundred meters between the two properties, even walking slowly wouldn't take long.
In less than two minutes, Eriri and Elf Yamada arrived in front of the detached house marked with the nameplate "Izumi."
Since Eriri hadn't informed Izumi Chisato or Izumi Sagiri that she was visiting this world, the mother and daughter had no idea she had spent the night so close by.
If they had known, Elf Yamada might not have gotten the chance to deepen her relationship with Eriri quite so easily.
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