My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 178 Hello, Kyoto.

Before it was completely dark, the two came to a small town at the foot of the mountain.The scale is small, there are only a hundred or so families, and there are signs of homestays and food everywhere. It seems to be a tourist town.

In order to deceive others, Fujiwara Xingkong bought two hats at the store in front of the town, and the two pretended to be a young couple who came to travel.

Walking on the hot asphalt road, as soon as he entered the town, he smelled the aroma of broth on the tip of his nose.

"Xiaozhen, it tastes like ramen."

"Where is it?" Niijima sniffed, "You must have smelled it wrong."

Fujiwara Hoshizora said categorically: "Absolutely. If you can't smell it, your nose is broken."

"Fortunately, it's only the nose that's broken. Unlike you, it's the brain that's broken."

"What's wrong with my head?"

"If a person with a good mind has a sister, will he still have a crush on other women?"

Fujiwara Xingkong's face darkened, "This nirvana is too despicable, from now on you are forbidden to use this move to attack me!"

Bickering while walking, after walking more than ten meters, Makoto Niijima's nose suddenly moved. As he said, the air was full of the smell of ramen and some kind of special sauce.

Fujiwara Xingkong was beside him, with a smug expression on his face, as if he said silently, "Look, let me just say it's ramen."

hateful!

The little man is lucky!

Niijima made a funny face at him, and walked into the small shop on the side of the road where he could both stay and eat.

The decoration is very simple, it is not the tourist season, and there are no people.After ordering, the serving speed is very fast. A bowl of tonkotsu broth, chewy noodles, a few pieces of marinated bamboo shoots, a few slices of smoked char siu pork, and a handful of chives sprinkled on it make people's index fingers move.

The two of them had been savages in the mountains for two days, so they couldn't care less about their image now. After wolfing down their food, they both slumped on their chairs with sage faces, and didn't even want to move.

After a while, the gentle proprietress brought two glasses of ice water and a snack.

"This is a free red bean pancake from the store, so take it easy, little handsome guy."

"Thank you." Fujiwara Xingkong took it with both hands, showing a polite smile.

Seeing his clean smile, the wife felt a deer pounding in her chest.She smiled, held the plate to her chest with both hands, and slowly returned to the counter.

Fujiwara Hoshikora's gaze also moved to her legs wearing white stockings under her white dress from time to time.

Baisi's wife inexplicably thought of Kayako, so his smile seemed a little malicious.

Facing the boy's slightly presumptuous gaze, the wife quietly raised the skirt a little higher, and the thighs in the white stockings were strangled to look very sensual, which was a feast for the eyes.And in her drooping eyebrows and eyes, there was a charming spring.

Niijima took a bite of the red bean pancake and said dissatisfiedly, "It's sour!"

"No way?" Xingkong Fujiwara took a bite, the skin was crispy, and the overflowing red bean filling was sweet and delicious, with a little saltiness.

"Where is it sour, it is obviously delicious."

"It's sour, you still eat it!" Niijima stared at him, and cursed in a low voice: "After eating the red bean cakes sent by my wife, the next step is to eat my wife?"

"Can you stop thinking of me so badly!" Fujiwara Xingkong took a sip of ice water guiltily, feeling that the temperature of his body was also dropping a little bit, and the coolness spread from his throat to his fingers, which was very comfortable.

"I don't believe you." The sister-in-law cast a scrutinizing gaze at him, "In order to keep an eye on you, you must sleep in the same room with me tonight!"

That night, Makoto Niijima slept on the bed, and Hoshizo Fujiwara slept on the floor.

It was really uncomfortable to fall asleep on the hard floor without a bedding, and he tossed around until midnight, until it began to rain outside, and then he fell into a peaceful dreamland listening to the sound of the rain.

At dawn, the rain was still falling, but it was only a drizzle, so it did not hinder today's itinerary.

After Fujiwara Hoshizora brushed her teeth and washed her face, before Niijima got up, he pinched her nose. Her sister-in-law snorted a few times but did not wake up.Ever since, he became more playful and stretched out his claws towards his sister-in-law.

Like rubbing Mei with both hands, he grabbed her head and rubbed it vigorously several times before she jumped up from the bed exaggeratedly.

"What are you doing?"

"Wake you up."

"Have you ever called me that?"

After speaking, Shinjima punched him on the shoulder.

After playing around for a while, after breakfast, the two continued to set off.

The lady proprietress leaned against the door of the small shop, watching the figure gradually disappear into the milky white smoke, her heart filled with a faint sense of loss.

There are almost no people in the forest in the morning. Walking on the last downhill road, the fog is cool.Tree roots, moss, trails, and streams are constantly passing by in sight.

A gust of wind blows, rustling, and the branches sway gently in the mist, like a woman's hair.

Such an artistic conception reminds me of the small town described by Haruki Murakami in "Norwegian Forest".

As the sun rose, the smoke drifted away with the wind, and the sun cast spots of light in the forest, showing messy marks like being bitten by rodents.

At noon, the two left the boundaries of Aichi Prefecture and walked along the national highway to Kyoto.

The weather at this time is so sunny that it makes people uncomfortable, just standing still will sweat, let alone rushing under the sun.

In a small town called Fengxiang, the two sweating profusely had reached the limit of their physical strength and could only temporarily rest under the shade of a tree.

Fujiwara Hoshizo found a vending machine nearby and bought two bottles of sports drinks.

"It feels so youthful!" Niijima shook his sweat-soaked short hair with a happy smile on his face.Through the sweat-wet shirt, you can see the light pink under the shirt.

"The scale is indeed quite youthful."

"Fujiwara Hoshizora, what did you say!"

"Ah, naive blue."

"Don't change the question, please explain it clearly to me!"

After taking a nap under the shade of the tree, relying on their youth and replenishing a lot of water, the two continued to move forward, and finally arrived at this thousand-year-old ancient capital known as Heianjing at 6 o'clock in the evening on June 26th. Kyoto.

Perhaps the biggest difference from Tokyo is that Kyoto has shrines, temples and old wooden houses that can be seen everywhere.There is always an illusion of traveling back to Heian-kyo while walking.

Fujiwara Xingkong looked at the brightly lit Kiyomizu Temple on the halfway up Yuyin Mountain, and suddenly thought of the TV series "Duck Going to Kyoto" in his mind.

"I have 27 reasons for liking Kyoto: the beautiful Kamogawa River flowing in the downtown area, the convenience of walking around the city with a bicycle, and the elegant restaurants open without signboards..."

As soon as the male protagonist appeared on the stage, he expressed his love for Kyoto.

"I have 27 reasons why I hate Kyoto: Kamogawa that flows in the downtown area, people in Kyoto ride bicycles too fast, and people who only accept guests by appointment are superior..."

The heroine is tired of the rigidity of Kyoto. As the heir to a century-old shop, she resolutely goes to Tokyo to study and work.

As a pure Tokyoite, Makoto Niijima naturally couldn't look at the city of Kyoto with a straight eye.

However, outsiders like Fujiwara Xingkong don't have so much regional discrimination. Compared with experiencing whether Kyoto is annoying or lovable, reporting safety to Yukino Risa and Xia Xilin is the only thing he has to do now.

(End of this chapter)