After the car started, the driver said to the whole car with a loudspeaker: "Hello, everyone, because the tour guide lady who usually works with me is not here this time, so I can only give you a brief introduction to this road, and then we will go along the road" Sightseeing line 'Leaving Tokyo... ”
Kazuma: "Is there any difference between this sightseeing route leaving Tokyo and the general route?"
"The difference is that the sightseeing route will take a long detour, and you can see Mount Fuji." The driver said straightforwardly.
Next, he briefly introduced the scenery that can be seen along the way, then put down the microphone and concentrated on driving.
Mikako stood up from the seat, lay on the top of Kazuma's back and said, "Where is Mt. Fuji, Kazuma, did you dream about mountains, eagles and eggplants this New Year?"
He Ma turned his head and glanced at her: "Miss, it's July now, do you remember the dream you had six months ago?"
"If it's a very important dream, of course I will remember it, probably." Mikako said while eating a pear, "Oh, this pear is good."
From the back seat came the voice of the little sister Ganzhong: "Of course, these are pears from the best pear farmers in the village."
"Isn't this your pear?" Hema exclaimed.
"My family raises horses, but my father can earn a living in the village and town, so it's normal to take some things from other houses."
Hema frowned, for some reason, the image of Senior Ganzhong's family in his mind became a village tyrant who started raising bamboo rats.
He lowered his head to look at the tomato, and felt that the appearance was not bad. Father Ganzhong snatched it all up, and it wouldn’t be good if he didn’t eat it, so he and the horse bit down on it.
The sweet and sour juice fills the horse's mouth at once, and the taste is really not bad to be honest.
Mikako reached out and grabbed Kazuma's neck, and pulled the tomato in front of her with her hand, and took a bite of the tomato.
"Oh, not bad, come and try this pear with Ma."
Before Meijiazi finished speaking, she put the pear into Kazuma's mouth.
Kazuma was forced to take a bite and was chewing when Honami passed a biscuit across the aisle: "Do you want to eat it? It's imported from Italy."
He has a good impression of Italian food, so he swallowed the pear and took a bite.
He deliberately bit forward a little more, so that his teeth touched the smooth fingertips.
Honami pretended to be angry and patted him on the head.
Hema Meizi turned his head to look at Yuzao, thinking that she would also feed him something, but found that she had already taken out the book and opened it.
"Won't you get motion sickness while reading in the car?" He couldn't help asking.
"No." Yuzao said lightly, "After all, I used to read books while sitting on horseback, and that one shook even more."
Mikako: "The Jinguji family also raises horses?"
"Yes, we used to make some Chinese pastries, such as horseshoe cakes. We raised horses ourselves to get fresh horseshoes."
Mikako stared at Tamamo with a serious face: "You... you are definitely bluffing me!"
"She is." He Ma said.
Tamamo smiled.
Mikako was about to say something when she suddenly heard the sound of a guitar coming from behind the car, so she turned her head.
Kazuma also turned his head, but his sight was blocked by a huge part, so he could only turn his head to the side to avoid the obstruction, and finally saw the carriage. At the end, Qingliu was holding the guitar and plucking the strings.
When she sang, it was a brisk song.
Very suitable for children's spring outing song.
I haven't heard this song before, but it is obviously a folk song or nursery rhyme that is widely spread in Japan. Everyone in the car sang along with Qingliu.
Just like that, eating hot pot with Ma and his party—no, no hot pot, eating fruit and singing songs, galloping on the main road leaving Tokyo.
Not long after passing the Kanagawa border, the driver announced through a loudspeaker: "You can see Mount Fuji!"
In fact, at this time, everyone has already seen Mount Fuji, which is regarded as a symbol of Japan.
Kazuma’s earliest impression of Mount Fuji was an imported Japanese movie he watched when he was a child. In it, the villain yelled at his subordinates: "If you fail again, go to the crater of Mount Fuji and jump!"
So for a long time, Kazuma's impression of Mt. Fuji was "the place where the villain handles the failed subordinates", and the mountain pass is full of the corpses of the villains.
Later, I watched more and more Japanese movies and TV dramas with Ma, which changed this impression.
To be honest, Mt. Fuji is still quite beautiful as a scenery alone, but Kazuma is not Japanese and has no humanistic bonus at all, so I think it is a "not bad scenery".
He Ma has been to Tibet once in his life, and has seen Mount Everest from a distance, which has a humanistic bonus for him.
Unlike Wama, as a Japanese, Mikako obviously has a cultural bonus in seeing Mount Fuji. She sighed: "It's awesome, it feels like my mind has suddenly become open."
He Ma glanced at her and poked her with his finger: "Aren't you always broad-minded?"
"It's not this wide! It's inside, inside!"
"Why, your chest cavity is overexpanded? Is that a disease?"
"It's a serious loss of points for Kama, you are always so confused." Mikako said.
At this time, Qingliu changed the song: "隠しきれないいり香が (the unconcealable leftover fragrance)..."
He Mayuan complained to her: "Qingliu, this is Mt. Fuji, not Mt. Tiancheng! Why did you sing "Crossing Mt. Tiancheng"?"
"It's all mountains! How about I sing you a theme song about the sinking of Japan?"
"Why, what's the connection?"
"When Japan sank, didn't Mount Fuji erupt?"
He Ma was stunned, he didn't expect to be able to get in touch like this.
Talking and laughing, the bus gradually moved away from Mount Fuji and traveled in the countryside.
At this time, they had already left the Tokyo metropolitan area, and the surrounding scenery became "countryside" visible to the naked eye.
Hema vaguely remembers that in his previous life he came to Japan after 2010, and the villages around Tokyo seemed to be like this.
At that time, the tour guide he hired said this: in Japan outside the city, time seems to have stopped.
I can deeply feel the division of urban and rural areas in Japan.
At this time, Tamamo, who had been reading, suddenly raised her head and looked out the window.
He and the horse also looked in the same direction curiously, but they didn't see anything.
"What's wrong?" He Ma asked.
Considering Yuzao's identity, Kazuma always wondered if she felt something just now.
Tamamo: "Nothing, just let your eyes rest."
Mikako: "Scare me, I thought you suddenly saw some wandering ghosts on the road, Minister of the Spirit Department."
"The former head of the Ghost Department," Yuzao corrected, "now he is the vice president of the New Ghost Story Research Association."
Hema raised his eyebrows: "I have been lying in the hospital for a few days and you have been promoted? Could it be that Senior Ganzhong has been dismissed?"
"It's too much, I wouldn't do that kind of thing." Yuzao looked at Kazuma complainingly, "It's Sister Ganzhong who didn't do anything in the first place, so I took the responsibility."
Kazuma and Mikako said in unison: "It's still empty!"
Honami looked across the aisle, bit her lip, she looked like she wanted to join the conversation, but the aisle blocked her.
At this time, Meiyu Ganzhong came up from behind with a piece of corn: "What are you talking about? Are you discussing new strange stories?"
Yuzao: "Yes, we are discussing the new ghost story. The hot spring street we are going to this time seems to be a place with a lot of folklore. Sister Ganzhong should make good use of materials and strive to participate in this year's new ghost story research meeting. Publish your own novel in the journal."
Gan Zhongmeiyu frowned: "Well... the New Ghost Story Research Association, do you have to write the new ghost story yourself? Can't you just read it?"
"But Miss Ganzhong didn't write many impressions after reading it." Yuzao said.
"This... there is no rule that you must write a review, right?"
"The student union of the school is considering taking back the activity room of the New Ghost Story Research Association. Many newly established fan clubs are still waiting to use the activity room. If the current chairman of the New Ghost Story Research Association has not published a single article, it will be questioned as a matter of course. You're not doing club activities well." Tamamo spoke up.
Meiyu Ganzhong frowned and sighed: "Okay, I will try my best this time. Really, I will be threatened with taking back the activity room. It is obviously the reason why our OBs are not strong..."
OB, which is the abbreviation of oldboy, generally refers to the graduates of the school. Japan attaches great importance to alumni relationships, especially universities. After graduation, alumni relationships are a very important interpersonal bond in the workplace.
In theory, graduates often go back to school to see their juniors, strengthening this connection.
Many of the graduates of the New Ghost Story Research Association seem to seldom go back to school to show up after graduation.
At this time, the car suddenly shook a lot, and senior sister Gan Zhong was almost knocked down, but luckily grabbed Hema's shoulder temporarily.
She pulled away the armrests of the horse seat, unfolded it into a small chair and sat down.
This time the chair made no sound.
Kazuma and Mikako thought of something at the same time and looked at Honami together.
Honami looked at the scenery outside the window, as if she didn't notice what was happening around her, but her reddish ears betrayed her.
Mikako: "Ah, after arriving at the hot spring town, let me take a sauna first, it can help you lose weight."
He Ma: "I'll steam one too, it can lose weight."
Kanaka Meiyu looked at Hema and then at Mikako, with a puzzled expression on her face: "Why did you suddenly start talking about weight loss? Who is getting fat?"
and horse shrug.
Tamamo seemed to deliberately divert the topic, and suddenly said, "Ah, there is a shrine."
Kazuma turned his head and looked out of the window, and he saw a hidden mountain road leading to the depths of the forest. Several torii gates were erected on the road. The first torii gate had shimenawa tied between the two pillars, and the Ministry of Education seal.
"Abandoned shrine?"
"Yeah, the last generation of the god master died, or the family of the god master moved out of the shrine and lived in a more modern urban area, that would happen."
"Is that so..."
"There are quite a few cases of religious corporations declining. They have been modernized," Yuzao said.
Meiyu Kanaka asked very strangely: "Why Jinguji, when you talk about this topic, you have the feeling of an old woman? When I was just admitted to university, my whole family sent me to Tokyo. I have to sigh. Seeing the old wooden apartment buildings on the other side of the Kanda River, her old man also said: This is not good, B29 will come at one o’clock, and I insist on renting a reinforced concrete apartment.”
He Ma Xin thought, so you rented the apartment managed by Senator Asakura's old lover, that apartment is really unique among those old low-rent apartments near Kanda River, and it is a rare quasi-high-end apartment.
Mikako smiled and said: "Sister Ganzhong, you can tell your grandma when you go home this time that Americans don't use B29 anymore! Now they use B52! And their weapons are no longer the kind of burning wood that they used in World War II. Napalm bombs are like reinforced concrete!"
Meiyu Ganzhong: "Why am I telling my grandma these things! I'm not crazy! Why do you know this?"
"Ah? I learned it from He Ma and A Mao talking about the international situation every morning! I also know that T72 is a low-end version of T64."
He Ma laughed: "Look at what you can do. Then tell me what is the difference between the automatic loading machine of T64 and T72?"
"I don't understand!" Mikako said loudly.
In fact, Hema didn't understand it at first, but he liked to play a game called "War Thunder" in his previous life, and he drove a Soviet car flying around all day, so he understood.
Miwa Kanaka muttered: "Why are boys so familiar with weapons, and that guy Toda is also talking about famous swords all day long."
"Probably because men have been in charge of war for thousands of years, so the dependence on weapons is engraved into the DNA." He Ma said.
At this time, Yuzao said coldly again: "Ah, fox."
Kazuma's first reaction was to look at Tamamo, and then turned out of the car window.
So he saw a row of headless Jizo in the woods by the roadside, but the last sculpture was not a Jizo, but an abstract image of a fox.
Kazuma: "Are there many such things in the Japanese countryside?"
"There are quite a lot," Yuzao replied. "After all, this was once an archipelago full of ghosts and ghosts. The power of the people of Middle Earth is too prosperous, and the monsters can only go far away."
Mikako: "What are you talking about? Middle Earth? Human power?"
"I'm telling the story of Xu Fu's journey to the east."
"Eh?"
Yuzao smiled slightly, but didn't care.
He Ma thought to herself, as a member of "Weirdness", the biggest tragedy for Yuzao is probably that, if she publicly said something about weirdness like this, it would only be regarded as a joke.
This is probably the power of modernization.
The light of science replaced the grace of God and illuminated the archipelago where demons and monsters were once rampant.
Yuzao turned her head and continued to look out of the window in a daze. The book in her hand hadn't been turned for a long time, and the bookmark made of flattened and dried red leaves almost slipped out of the pages and fell onto her lap.
Kazuma stared at Yuzao's side face, also a little lost in thought.
After Meijiazi finished eating the pears, she took out her poker cards and patted Kazuma on the shoulder: "Hema, let's play trick cards!"
"How can this carriage be so narrow?"
"It's over if you turn over! Honami, let's play together!"
Honami looked as if she wished for it: "Okay! Come and play!"
Seeing Honami's excited look, Kazuma could only agree to join the game. To be honest, turning sideways is a bit uncomfortable, but it's good to exercise the bending ability of the waist.
Mikako shuffled the cards casually, and then directly dealt the cards to everyone.
On the chair in the last row of the carriage, Qingliu was still playing the light music.
The car continues to move toward the destination.
**
After passing Mount Fuji, the car drove for about two hours and finally arrived at the destination.
The hotel rented by Soni Music looks exactly like the oil house in "Spirited Away", except that there is no long bridge in front of the oil house, but a parking lot instead.
There were already two minibuses parked in the parking lot, and He Ma suspected that it was the car of other staff members of Soni Music.
"Passengers, this bus has arrived at the end of the journey, please take your luggage and get off the bus." The uncle driver said through a loudspeaker.
He Ma: "Uncle, you said you would replace the tour guide, but you didn't speak at all along the way."
"Didn't I see that you guys had a good chat, B52 or T72, so I didn't make a sound." The uncle turned his head and smiled at He Ma, then suddenly remembered, "Oh, yes, the signature! This, this... I see It depends on what kind of signature to use, alas, when the company sent the job, it didn't say that you wanted to take the car, I wasn't prepared!"
Jinguji Yuzao took out a notebook: "If you want to write it on it, then the driver uncle will take it back and tell your child that it was a notebook given by Mr. Kiryu."
"Is this okay?" The driver uncle was overjoyed.
He Ma: "Of course."
As he spoke, he took the pen handed over by Yuzao, and wrote the words "study hard every day by Kiryu Kazuma" on the title page of the notebook.
The uncle driver took it gratefully, and frowned suddenly when he saw "study hard and make progress every day": "What... do you mean?"
In Japanese, "learn" is written as "barely", and Hema writes in Chinese.
He Ma: "A Chinese proverb means to study hard and strive for the top."
"Oh, it's actually Chinese. As expected of a student at the University of Tokyo, you're knowledgeable!"
He Ma stood up with a smile, took his bag from the luggage rack and got out of the car.
As soon as you get out of the car, there is a breeze blowing on your face, with a faint fragrance of flowers, which makes you feel refreshed.
He and his horse look out in the direction of the wind.
The hotel is halfway up the mountain, and the entire hot spring street is built at the foot of the mountain, which can be seen from the hotel's parking lot.
At the foot of the mountain facing the mountain where the hotel is located across the hot spring street, you can see the torii gates and banners of the shrine, and the stone steps leading to the shrine are hidden in the green forest.
Kazuma has heard that in this kind of Japanese countryside, as long as there are people living together, there must be a shrine.
Compared with the closed and backward countryside in those Japanese-style horror works I have seen in my previous life, this hot spring street is obviously very modern due to tourism development, and there are modern convenience stores and public facilities within sight of He Ma. There are telephone booths, and there are many cars parked here and there.
The flags of the festival can be seen everywhere inside and outside the hot spring town, and the festive atmosphere is strong.
So Hema asked Yuzao beside him, "Is there a festival going to be held around here soon?"
Yuzao: "You ask me? It's my first time here."
Hema: "Aren't you very familiar with sacrifices and tributes? After all, you are the daughter of the Jinguji family."
"Most of the festivals in the hot spring street are organized by the local tourism bureau to attract tourists, and have nothing to do with the ones I'm familiar with." Yuzao said firmly.
Kazuma pointed to the torii at the foot of the mountain in the distance: "But there is a shrine there. Do you want to say that the shrine was also built by the Tourism Bureau for tourism?"
"It's not impossible," Yuzao shrugged, "There are quite a lot of such situations. Religious corporations have to survive. Now is not the era when you can live only on the money in the money box. Look at the , Many shrines that originally did not have the function of protecting love have also begun to sell love amulets, and shrines dedicated to the god of marriage are now also selling amulets for promotion and wealth."
Good, very realistic topic.
Jinguji Tamamo added: "Even in our family, our wagashi was originally only for the Chinese, but now we have to open a store to sell them publicly. Survival is not easy, Tamamo sighed."
—What the hell is that cute one at the end
While talking, Oikawa Houyi led two social animals in suits and leather shoes and a woman in a gorgeous kimono ran out of the hotel at a fast pace, and greeted Kazuma and his party.
The woman in the kimono should be the "female general" of the hotel depending on her age.
Of course, you can also be called the proprietress, but the official title is female general.
This is similar to the fact that the owner of a sushi restaurant is called "General".
"Mr. Kiryu, I'm sorry, you came much earlier than expected." Oiwakawa Houyi ran to stop in front of Kazuma, because he was running too fast and he was a little fat, so he was panting badly.
The proprietress of the hotel is like a normal person, not even short of breath.
Kazuma glanced at the top of her head and found that she was at the seventeenth level of the Tani Gami-ryu naginata, no wonder she was not panting.
The proprietress was also looking at Hema, but she didn't pay attention to the girls behind Hema at all.
"This is Ms. Pudao, the female general of the hotel Chu Tian Zhuang." Oikawa Houyi introduced, "She is here to guide the teacher and apprentices to stay."
Ms. Kawashima bowed to Kazuma: "Mr. Kiryu, I have heard about your name for a long time, please come here."
Kazuma also bowed to her, and before she could speak, Mikako asked first: "Can I take a bath in the hot spring now? Is it a mixed bath?"
"There are mixed baths, and there are separate men's and women's baths. You can choose freely. However, the hot springs are still being cleaned and will not open until three o'clock in the afternoon."
Ms. Pushima introduced.
Da Yanchuan Houyi added: "There are separate springs on the mountain, and small pools are built with stones. You can find them after walking up the mountain. However, the water in these springs is relatively hot, and the hot springs in the hotel are all after standing still. , a little cooler."
He Ma glanced at the mountain behind the hotel, thinking why this has an element of exploration, will it increase the speed of endurance recovery after finding the hot spring
Ms. Kamashima smiled and said, "Mr. Akutagawa Ryunosuke likes the hot springs on our mountain very much. His favorite pool is now called Dragon Pond. Mr. Kiryu is also famous for being a dragon. Maybe a dip in it can be good. Get inspired."
He nodded with the horse, and then realized that the entry of Gulong should only be known to him, why did the female general say "the name of the dragon"...
So he asked, "I bear the name of the dragon?"
"Isn't Kiryo (Kiryu)?" Ms. Kamashima smiled.
And Ma just remembered that his surname is pronounced the same as "Huilong", especially ryo, which is the pronunciation of dragon.
Looking at it this way, he is indeed a person who holds the name of a dragon.
During the conversation, Mikako became impatient. She simply took her luggage and strode towards the hotel, yelling as she walked, "I'm going to explore the mountains! The hot springs on the mountains are also being cleaned, right?"
"That's not true." Ms. Pushima smiled, and then said to Kazuma, "What a quick-tempered lady."
Qingliu: "She's a monkey, so she's in a hurry."
Ms. Pu Dao laughed: "Although that lady is impatient, she still looks very dignified. She is not a monkey...then please follow me..."
As soon as Ms. Pushima turned around, she saw Mikako jumping back and forth a few times between the hotel wall and the big tree at the entrance of the hotel with her luggage, and then went up to the roof.
Her smile froze.
There was a whistling wind.