You can’t resist sugar-roasted chestnuts.”

"Look at the candied haws on a stick? We are fellow members of the Chinese Customs Study Club. It is said that these things over there are the top snacks in autumn!"

"Here, Japanese traditional Taiyaki! And Daifuku!"

Natsume Naoki looked at the candied haws on a stick, then looked at Dafu, and came to the candied haws on a stick stall.

He looked at the candied haws on the table covered with a glass cover and smiled: "Shouldn't the candied haws be inserted into the straw target?"

When the classmate who was rubbing his hands at the stall saw a customer coming, he stood up and smiled honestly, a little embarrassed: "If we can't get that thing, we can't do it ourselves satisfactorily. That's it... I can't tell, classmate, you still don't know much about Chinese culture."

It’s quite researched!”

"You can't tell much from a bunch of candied haws," Naoki Natsume shook his head and smiled modestly, "I just understand a little bit."

"Then have you heard that they have instant noodles and candied haws?" The eyes of the students at the stall lit up.

Natsume Naoki thought for a while and shook his head: "Maybe there are some in certain areas. Most of them are hawthorn, yam beans and small tomatoes."

"Then what do you want?"

"Three hawthorns and three cherry tomatoes each." Naoki Natsume thought for a moment and then said, "Is there anything that's not too sweet?"

"This kind of yam beans uses less sugar coating, so it shouldn't be too sweet."

"Then get another bunch of yam beans."

"Okay, wait a moment!"

The stall owners started to get busy. Natsume Naoki was waiting there. Looking at the deserted green belt on the roadside, he thought to himself that it was probably going to snow soon, right?

Back home, it's already covered in snow.

"This classmate likes sweets very much."

A strange voice came, and Natsume Naoki turned around to see a man wearing a large trench coat and a brown hat standing next to him.

His dress reminded Natsume Naoki of those literati in old Shanghai.

The man was wearing black gloves. He took off his hat and smiled. His paunchy look combined with his kind smile made it easy for people to feel friendly.

The person coming was none other than Izumi Yuki. This was the first time Natsume Naoki had seen him, so of course he couldn't recognize him.

"I don't really like sweets. I actually prefer fruit candies to candied haws." Natsume Naoki looked at the busy stall owners and the candied haws on the table without hiding it at all.

"Oh? Then why did you buy so many?" Izumi Yuki was a little curious.

"Girls like it!" Natsume Naoki smiled. He still knew this. For seniors who have never been to China, the candied haws on a stick should be a strange thing, but I think they like it.

"Also, the girl I like likes to eat sweets, but for some reasons, she can't eat them often." Naoki Natsume watched the stall owner wrap up the candied haws and said subconsciously: "But this one has more calories than caramel products."

Lower."

caramel?

Izumi Yuki frowned, why did he feel an inexplicable sense of déjà vu?

"The candied haws for you...does this uncle want to buy some?"

Izumi Yuki looked at the candied haws in Natsume Naoki's hand and heard their conversation just now.

Autumn sweet treats from China?

"Bring me a bunch of those yam balls that are not too sweet," Izumi Yuki said.

"Okay, here you go!"

Izumi Yuki took the yam ball, turned around and saw Natsume Naoki had gone far away, and quickly followed him with a two-step trot, his body trembling with fat as he ran.

"Hey, brother, wait for me." Yuki Izumi ran over holding a candied haws in one hand and holding his hat in the other. He panted after taking two steps and asked, "Brother, do you think I look familiar to you? Why do I feel that way?"

I seem to have seen you somewhere?"

Natsume Naoki turned around and looked him up and down, and shook his head: "I've never seen it before. Uncle, is this some new way of striking up a conversation? I don't want to buy anything."

"It's not a sales pitch. Oops, why do everyone look at me like a sales pitch?" Izumi Yuuki sighed.

Natsume Naoki looked him up and down, thinking to himself that the clothes you wore were really not something that ordinary people would wear.

Probably because Izumi Yuuki's temperament of a salesman background has never been concealed, so he is more talkative, which makes Natsume Naoki, who is afraid of Weiwei society, more resistant.

Fortunately, Izumi Yuki is also a social phobic - using his social skills to make the other party feel scared so that he can continue to communicate.

"Brother, don't walk so fast! I'm not selling, I just saw you look familiar and wanted to chat along the way."

Natsume Naoki didn't even look back, and the stranger ignored him.

When Izumi Yuki saw that this guy was in trouble, he had no choice but to resort to his last resort.

"Brother, do you know Izumi Mio?"

This sentence made Natsume Naoki stop, turned his head, and frowned at this uncle who was obviously up to no good.

"What's the meaning?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just asking." Izumi Yuuki rolled his eyes and had already thought of his words: "I think you and Izumi Mio have a good relationship?"

This is a guess, and if you win, you'll be fooled.

But the guess is actually based on intuition...a father's intuition about his hateful uncle.

"Are you...a reporter?" Natsume Naoki looked at Izumi Yuuki suspiciously.

Izumi Yuki took advantage of his plan: "Ah, yes! Tabloid reporters...you know, some news, it can be sold for a lot of money! Do you have any... eh, eh!"

What Izumi Yuuki didn't expect was that as soon as Natsume Naoki heard this, his expression suddenly turned evil, and he turned around and left without saying a word.

I don't want to say a word of nonsense.

"Brother, brother!"

"I'm warning you, don't pester me anymore!" Naoki Natsume turned around and shouted as he walked: "And I advise you not to have any ideas about my senior."

As he was talking, Natsume Naoki didn't notice that he ran into a group of people at the corner of the path.

"Hiss...it hurts!"

"Are you OK?"

When the group of people saw that they had hit someone, they quickly came to help Natsume Naoki, who was covering his forehead.

As luck would have it, this group of people was the game production team that originally asked Megumi Tohsaka to contact Izumi Mio.

The tall and thin man in the lead was supporting Natsume Naoki, and accidentally glanced at Izumi Yuki next to him.

They knew Izumi Yuuki...from the Internet and reports.

"And..." A group of people's eyes suddenly widened. They went out to celebrate?!

"Shh!" Izumi Yuki immediately made a silent gesture.

If this young man knew his last name was Izumi, wouldn't he be able to guess everything?
Chapter completed!