Horitake and Mitsuri took a hot spring bath and didn't talk all night.

What I mean by"nothing" is that nothing happened. On the contrary, everything happened, but it can't be said or mentioned.

Anyway, it's good that everyone understands it.

When Mitsuri woke up, the first thing she saw after she opened her eyes was Horitake sleeping with her.

Blinking her eyes, Mitsuri woke up from her confusion. Looking at Horitake's handsome face, Mitsuri's face flushed when she recalled what happened last night.

Although shy, Mitsuri couldn't help but become crazy about Horitake's face when she looked at him closely.

Brother Horitake... so handsome! I finally found a good husband, so great!

In this intertwined mood of crazy and shyness, Mitsuri couldn't help but stretch out her finger and playfully poked Horitake's nose.

Horitake shrugged his nose and woke up.

The first thing she saw when she woke up was her lover in her arms. This feeling was really good.

Looking at the blushing and somewhat shy Mitsuri, Hori Gaku felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

This is his woman!

Hori Gaku felt that after having Mitsuri, he seemed to be more closely connected with the world.

Although Hori Gaku used to be quite active, he always felt like a hurried spectator, but now this feeling began to gradually disappear. Hori Gaku hugged Mitsuri and held her in his arms, and the two of them whispered to each other.

Fortunately, neither Hori Gaku nor Mitsuri were pretentious people, and after a little bit of getting along early in the morning, they got up one after another and began to greet the new day.

When the two were getting dressed, the mother-in-law's voice came from outside the door at the right time:

"Excuse me, are you two awake? Do you want to prepare breakfast?"

Hori answered:

"I'm awake now, so I'll trouble you to prepare breakfast for me."

After Hori Gaku and Mitsuri finished washing and getting ready, the old lady had already prepared breakfast and brought it all in and placed it on the dining table. She was very considerate.

Hori Gaku sat at the dining table, opposite Mitsuri, and looked at the exquisite breakfast on the table.

It was a more traditional Japanese breakfast, with rice, miso soup, grilled fish, side dishes, etc.

Although he had complained about eating rice so early in the morning for a long time, Hori Gaku had gotten used to it over the years.

However, when Hori Gaku glanced at the rice in front of Mitsuri, he was still a little uneasy.

Because, in Mitsuri's bowl was red bean rice.

This...

Hori Gaku was a little The child was embarrassed.

Isn't this old woman's intuition too sharp? How did she know about this!? Not necessarily, maybe it was because the two of them played too much last night.

Hori Gaku couldn't help but recall a little bit, Mitsuri's eight times density muscles are not covered at all, if he hadn't been using lightning stimulation to activate and strengthen his body, it might not be possible...

Anyway, the result is not bad.

In fact, think about it, it would be strange that the innkeeper lady didn't notice the noise, so it makes sense for her to prepare red bean rice for Mitsuri.

Hori Gaku smiled and interrupted Mitsuri's shyness and embarrassment:

"Ah, it's my mother-in-law's good intention anyway. Mitsuri, let's eat. We haven't even walked half of the way through Kusatsu. We agreed to take this opportunity to explore all of Kusatsu."

""Okay, brother Horitake."

With Horitake feeling at ease and Mitsuri feeling uneasy, the two finished their breakfast.

After breakfast, Horitake and Mitsuri changed into yesterday's kimonos again, and the two continued to play together.

Because she had just become a woman, Mitsuri's temperament and charm increased greatly, attracting a lot of attention, and many people were stunned.

Fortunately, no blind people came to make trouble, otherwise, Horitake would definitely let them know why the flowers are so red!

Today's play is similar to the previous ones, all of which are to visit Kusatsu and enjoy large and small hot springs by the way to relax, relax nerves, and cultivate feelings.

In addition, Horitake and Mitsuri accompanied each other to visit several famous attractions in Kusatsu.

For example, Nishi-no-Kawahara.

In the unique hot spring landform of Nishi-no-Kawahara, blue rocks are stacked all over the ground, hot springs gush everywhere, and they appear strange in the sun. The colors made Mitsuri feel overwhelmed with beauty.

In the walkways on both sides, there are stone tablets and poetry tablets with long records, red archways that symbolize distant landscapes, and going deeper, there is the widest Sai-no-Kawahara open-air bath in Kusatsu.

As for the open-air swimming pool, Horitake and Mitsuri declined, after all, they have their own independent courtyard hot spring to soak in.

Horitake and Mitsuri also watched the kneading of spring water and the mixing of hot spring flowers.

The so-called kneading of spring water refers to the process of constantly stirring the relatively hot spring water with a wooden board more than one meter long, so that the high-temperature spring water can be cooled without adding water.

The two happened to watch a performance of mixing hot spring flowers.

Under the leadership of the hot spring master, the charming girls in simple clothes were divided into two rows on both sides of the hot spring pool, holding wooden boards, stirring the hot spring water rhythmically with singing.

The rhythm of their mixing of hot spring flowers is said to have rules. The spring water was surging and splashing, and the atmosphere was lively, which fascinated the spectators.

As if to increase the tourists' experience, the soup director would occasionally choose one or two tourists to participate in the soup flower mixing.

Mitsuri seemed eager to try it, but because she was afraid of getting her kimono wet, she had to give up. She just watched the performance with great interest and listened to the singing.

As for Hori Gaku, he was just accompanying Mitsuri.

There was no way. Hori Gaku said that he really couldn't appreciate their dancing and singing when they were mixing soup flowers.

People who are relatively familiar with Neon culture should have heard and seen Neon's traditional songs and traditional dances. Their singing and dancing style...how to say it, it's weird.

Hori Gaku really couldn't think of any other adjectives, and could only use weird to describe it.

Even after traveling through time for so many years, I still feel... Hori was used to the etiquette, food, clothing, and other aspects of Neon, but he really couldn't appreciate the singing and dancing style.

But since Mitsuri was enjoying it, that was enough.

After kneading the spring water and mixing the hot spring flowers, Hori and Mitsuri, who was reluctant to leave, came to Yuyan Pavilion again.

Yuyan Pavilion itself is a pavilion built by the hot spring. There is nothing strange about it, but the hot spring next to it is strange.

The hot spring here is extremely hot.

How high is it?

In the midst of the smoke, eggs can be boiled in the hot spring. No, Yuyan Pavilion is most famous for its hot spring eggs.

Unlike the hot spring eggs in Japanese food, this is a half-cooked egg cooked in the hot spring.

There are special staff who put two long bamboo poles across the hot spring on both sides. There are several bamboo baskets hanging in the middle of the bamboo poles, and the bamboo baskets are full of eggs.

In this way, the eggs in the bamboo baskets are soaked in the hot spring until they are half-cooked, and then they are fished out by the staff and distributed to the surrounding tourists one by one.

Basically, every traveler can be assigned a hot spring egg. Those who are unlucky and don't get one can only wait for the next basket.

Mitsuri stretched out her delicate hands, opened the eggshell of the hot spring egg, and carefully sucked the half-solidified half-cooked hot spring egg into her mouth. She happily covered her cheeks and said:

"Oh vaguely……"

Hori Gaku was confused again. Isn't it just an ordinary hot spring egg?

As mentioned before, Hori Gaku has been accustomed to Japanese food. He doesn't even mind raw eggs, let alone hot spring eggs?

But to Hori Gaku, it really tasted like an ordinary half-boiled egg. It didn't taste particularly good because it was cooked in a hot spring.

But at this time, Mitsuri was happily asking Hori Gaku:

"Horitake-san, it's delicious, right?"

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