Chapter 467: Elma's Talent Show!
"Mmm—! The Sakura Dango is so delicious!"
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The broad-shouldered, fair-skinned Elma knelt on the picnic mat, her two feet wrapped in white bandages tucked under her beautifully curved bottom.
Cupping her soft cheek with one hand and holding a dango adorned with a whole honey-preserved cherry blossom in the other, she let out a satisfied exclamation.
"This onigiri is very delicious too."
Holding an onigiri, Ilulu turned her face and enthusiastically recommended the Mayonnaise, Meat Floss, and Salmon Onigiri she was eating to Elma.
This onigiri was specially prepared by Ryohei for Yurine—she particularly loved eating mayonnaise, and had even done things like mayonnaise mixed with rice!
"Mmm—!"
Biting into the Sakura Dango, Elma looked over sideways, nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and said in a cheerful tone: "I'll taste it as soon as I finish this Sakura Dango!"
"I want to taste the Sakura Dango too."
Stimulated by the delicious onigiri, Ilulu's appetite was also wide open and greatly aroused.
After devouring one onigiri, she supported herself on the picnic mat with her hands and leaned forward—the spherical objects wrapped in black fabric instantly jiggled boing-boing twice.
She reached out and picked up a pink-and-white dango from an exquisite food box, returned to her original position, and expectantly put it into her mouth.
The moment her teeth bit down—
A soft, glutinous, and bouncy texture erupted in her mouth, followed by a faint, refreshing sweetness. Immediately after, the moist, fragrant, and sweet red bean paste filling surged out.
The combination of the two formed a mild sweetness that was sweet but not cloying!
Along with chewing—
The fragrant, smooth, and delicate texture of the outer skin, the sandy and sweet texture of the red bean paste filling, and the slightly crisp texture brought by the honey-preserved cherry blossom on top interwoven layer upon layer in her mouth.
The elegant fragrance of the cherry blossom rose from the depths of her taste buds, while the cherry leaf cushioning the bottom of the dango quietly delivered a wisp of fresh herbal aroma...
Ilulu couldn't help but close her eyes, slightly lifted her chin, and with a soft expression said: "So delicious!"
"Moreover, this bite is full of the breath of spring..."
"..."
Whoosh—!
A gentle spring breeze carrying the elegant fragrance of cherry blossoms blew against her face.
Ilulu suddenly felt a bit chilly on her body. She opened her eyes and was surprised to find that her clothes had vanished into thin air.
A pink-and-white "cherry blossom rain" drifted down from above her head along with the spring breeze.
Two cherry blossom petals spiraled down and landed on her chest, yet unable to conceal the leaking spring scenery (a metaphor for exposed skin/cleavage)...
"..."
The scene cut back to reality—
"Mmm—! Truly delicious!"
Holding a small half of a Mayonnaise, Meat Floss, and Salmon Onigiri in both hands, Elma gnawed on it in small bites like a squirrel, her cheeks bulging, her face showing unconcealable satisfaction.
"The rice is still warm, soft, glutinous, bouncy, with distinct grains. The mayonnaise is incomparably smooth, coating the rice and ingredients like a sauce, bringing a mellow rich aroma."
"The crispy and fragrant texture of the meat floss can be called the finishing touch. The salmon is fresh, delicious, juicy, and soft. The seaweed brings a fresh ocean flavor..."
"The various flavor layers are distinct!"
"..."
Elma seemed to see a ten-meter-high ocean wave crashing over overwhelmingly!
Clear seawater instantly enveloped her entire body!
Several bluefin tuna hidden within the waves seemed to have discovered their prey and launched a fierce attack towards her.
In an instant, the clothes on her body were torn into a "battle-damaged" state resembling strips of cloth!
...
Time passed little by little.
Cherry blossoms continuously drifted down under the blowing sea breeze. Delicious food and fine wine brought tremendous satisfaction, making the atmosphere at the scene increasingly warm and harmonious.
"Ara?"
The loli Lord, who was less than 1.2 meters tall, suddenly raised her hand to support her smooth forehead. Her small face was flushed, her body swayed, and she muttered strangely: "Why do I feel a bit dizzy?"
"You're drunk."
Persephone glanced at her, the corners of her lips curling up slightly.
"Nonsense!"
Lierre immediately looked over unyieldingly. Like a little adult, she put her hands on her hips, puffed out her chest, blushed, and said: "I have an infinite capacity for alcohol!"
"Lord, you are truly a bit drunk!"
Sitting aside, Pekola covered her face, finding it a bit unbearable to watch.
"Mn? That's impossible!"
The loli Lord glared over stubbornly: "Wouldn't I myself know best whether I'm drunk or not?"
"Every drunkard says that."
On the neighboring picnic mat, Kobayashi roasted in a low voice.
"..."
"Jashin-chan, ah~."
Medusa, who came to the human world to play for the weekend, picked up a piece of golden, crispy fried chicken with her chopsticks, carefully supported it with her other hand from below, and gently brought it to Jashin-chan's lips.
With a comfortable face, Jashin-chan opened her mouth and accepted her feeding.
"Medusa will definitely be a good wife in the future!" Ryohei looked at this scene and teased with a smile.
As his voice fell—
Everyone's gazes unanimously cast over, then looked towards Medusa.
Medusa let out an "Eh," her small face blushing. She looked at Ryohei, shyly averting her gaze:
"P-Perhaps... but being a wife is still too early for me; I don't even have a partner."
"A personality like yours easily attracts scumbags."
Yurine took a sip of her cocktail, took over the conversation, and after finishing, cast a glance at Ryohei.
Wait, what are you looking at me for?
The corner of Ryohei's mouth twitched slightly, feeling he was being subtly targeted.
"The ATM is mine!"
Jashin-chan hugged Medusa's slender waist and looked at Ryohei warily.
Ryohei rolled his eyes at her:
"Why are you telling me this? It's not like I'm fighting you for her... Can there be a little bit of trust between people?"
"I'm not a person, I'm a demon." Jashin-chan shouted righteously.
"Yoshi—!"
Just as Ryohei was about to say something, Elma got up from the picnic mat and announced energetically:
"Next, I will perform a talent for you all!"
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look over curiously, only to see her suddenly start taking off her clothes...
"Chotto matte! Elma, what are you..."
Kobayashi was dumbfounded on the spot!
What kind of talent requires taking off clothes? It seems a bit improper!
"The internet says that at these kinds of gatherings, one usually has to perform a talent... I looked it up and felt this was pretty good."
Elma casually tossed her clothes aside.
She was only wearing a pair of black strappy panties and a black bodice that tightly wrapped her full chest.
She put both hands on her hips and generously displayed a scribbled funny face drawn on her stomach—as she inhaled and exhaled, that scribbled funny face also grimaced and winked, changing expressions vividly.
"Ahaha—! So ugly! Elma, you truly are a talent! I'm dying of laughter!"
Tohru was amused, hugging her stomach and laughing loudly.
"Uh..."
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Looking at the scribbled funny face on Elma's stomach, Kobayashi also sweated a bit and roasted: "This kind of talent is usually only performed by middle-aged men."
"It's indeed very ugly!"
Ilulu was also amused.
"Elma, this talent of yours is quite good!"
Looking at Elma walking over, Jashin-chan laughed so hard she was rocking back and forth, tears almost coming out of her eyes. The tip of her tail slapped the picnic mat beneath her slap slap slap, as if applauding.
Ryohei, Yurine, and the others also couldn't help but smile.
"Mhm."
Being acknowledged, and successfully amusing everyone, Elma also felt quite a sense of accomplishment. She put her hands on her hips, let out a smug soft snort, and held her head high.
"..."
"Alright, next I'll also perform a talent."
After Elma's talent show ended, Ryohei asked Lucoa for a guitar and casually tested the tuning.
He pondered slightly, plucked the strings with his fingertips, and a brisk, bright melody flowed out amidst the rain of cherry blossoms...