Elf King Hill felt that no elf was happier than himself. A wife who is gentle, caring and loves me so much, a friend who talks about everything, and twin sons who are excellent, strong and very attached to me. Hill dreams every day and wakes up with a smile. The only thing he worries about is the love between his friends and his sons. Hill plans to discuss the beauty of love with his friends and sons, and by the way, he tells them not to be too attached to themselves when I am tired of trying to have both sides. He looked at his sons who were supposed to admire him and looked at his friend with respect. His wife, who was supposed to be gentle to him, was busy discussing with his friend whether to put shredded pork in the spinach and egg drop soup. "Wait a minute, he promised to compete with me today." It turns out that it's really a group favorite script, but the protagonist is not myself╮( •́ω•̀ )╭
