Shiraishi pointed to the end of the sea level, where the dark water began to gradually emerge with a golden outline, and then the sky began to change from dark blue to golden and light blue.
The clouds on the sea were very sparse, thin and long, spread in the air, and then blown into thinner wisps by the wind in the blink of an eye.
The bright light breaks through the blockade bit by bit from the sea, gradually lighting up the entire sea surface.
Shiraishi turned around excitedly. At this time, the sun was slowly rising from the sea. The sunlight fell on the side of her face and the ends of her hair. At this moment, it was difficult to tell whether it was the sunrise on the sea or the smile on her face.
More charming.
Qing Keisuke watched this scene quietly. The ferry's engine was rumbling, the bow broke through the water waves, and the exclamations of other tourists came from the surrounding decks.
There was a ferry coming from the direction of Hokkaido, far away, half illuminated by the sun, and almost lost in the light refracted by the sea.
At this moment, Qing Keisie realized more of the meaning of travel.
…
They crossed the strait and arrived in Hokkaido. They rushed to the early morning market, selected the freshest seafood, and then let professional chefs cook it.
While Tsukishima was peeling the shells and shrimps, he kicked Shiraishi next to him with his knee to warn her to eat slowly.
Before sitting down, Shiraishi said to kill the game: If falling asleep in the car does not count, then sleeping after I got up does not count.
Hearing this, Tsukishima could only grit his teeth and admit it, otherwise Shiraishi would probably lie and say that he got up to go to the toilet last night.
Aoi Keisuke supports himself most of the time, and occasionally supplies two mature women who are specially hungry.
“Eating seafood in Hokkaido really feels different.”
Shiraishi ate so much in his mouth that his cheeks puffed up and he made the above violent remarks.
"A trip like this is enough for us to go to a ryotei in Tokyo." Tsukishima felt that he really couldn't bear to spend a meal of seafood with Fukuzawa Yukichi.
"Look at this environment, can it be the same?" Shiraishi swallowed what was in his mouth and named the off-field aid: "Qing Keisuke, who is right?"
"I think it all makes sense."
Qingguijieyun Danfeng threw the question back.
"You guy!"
"You are a loser with no position!"
"A weakling who pleases both sides!"
How could the content of the discussion suddenly turn into a verbal attack on him?
Qing Keisuke enjoyed the seafood, looked at the looming sea level in the distance, and began to daydream leisurely.
Today is also a sunny day, and the temperature in Hokkaido is very pleasant. It is difficult to feel the heat of summer in Tokyo.
At noon, they took the bus heading northeast to Hakodate.
They first visited the morning market in Hakodate. It was a lively market with endless stalls. On a whim, Shiraishi and Tsukishima decided to compete in squid fishing. The loser had to eat the squid caught by the other person.
—Neither of these two people likes to eat this stuff.
Qing Keisuke bought some Hokkaido specialties at the market and planned to go back and give them to his friends.
Then the three of them went to the Tropical Botanical Garden and watched monkeys bathing in hot springs.
In the evening, they came to the foot of Mount Hakodate and took the cable car to the observation deck on the mountain. After arriving, they could enjoy the night view of Hakodate.
"This place is called the "Million Night Views" and is a three-star Michelin attraction!"
Regardless of how much bragging there is in it, Aoi Keisuke did feel beautiful when he looked down at Hakodate.
Brightly lit cities stand in the middle of the coast on both sides. From near to far, the land gradually becomes wider.
Standing on Mount Hakodate, the clouds became very low and seemed to be illuminated by the lights on the ground, with golden outlines appearing on the edges.
“Come and take pictures!”
Shiraishi held Aoi Keisuke and Tsukishima on the left and right, a happy smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
“With such a beautiful scenery, it would be a pity not to take a photo together!”
"Click——"
Shiraishi is petite and has a bright smile. He holds up the camera stick and holds his scissor hands toward the camera.
Tsukishima stood sideways, with a restrained expression, only smiling slightly, arms folded around his chest, and his silhouette was striking.
Aoi Keisuke did not look at the camera, but looked at Shiraishi's slender fingertips. The nails that had not been groomed were pink and smooth, making him want to reach out and touch them, from the fingertips to Shiraishi Chizuru's lips.
This is the last group photo of the three of them at the end of their journey.
…
The next day, the three of them rested in the hotel until noon. After lunch, they boarded the plane back to Tokyo.
"I'm finally going home~"
Shiraishi lay on the chair and breathed out contentedly: "Suddenly I felt so tired~ I felt like my body was about to fall apart!"
"That's not what you said in the taxi just now." Tsukishima glanced at her.
“That’s just respect for the surface of Hokkaido!”
"...You are a fickle woman."
"Duck~"
Qing Keisuke was sitting near the aisle. He had gradually become accustomed to the bickering between his best friends. He connected to the plane's wifi and was looking through the messages on his social software.
In the morning, Arisugawa had already received the postcard he sent from Yuzawa. This time difference gave Aoi Keisuke a very strange experience.
The girl first took a picture of the postcard she received and showed it to him. It had the stamp of the post office on it, which was like some kind of certificate, proving the journey of this postcard.
Written on it is Aoi Keisuke's handwriting: "It is early morning in the mountains. After the typhoon, the air is fresh and the grass and trees are especially green.
In the evening, I was going to go to the music festival. President Hoshino lost a bet and had to wear a kimono to attend."
Qing Keisuke re-read the words he wrote in Tsuruyu that morning, as if he had returned to Osawa Mountain again, feeling the refreshing feeling of the mountain forest.
"Qinggui-kun! I have received a new postcard. When I was happy, I suddenly felt that Qinggui-kun was a little cunning.
If I had known earlier, I would have gone on a trip and written a postcard to Qingguijun every day...
Ah, ah...!
Tokyo is also very hot today. In the morning, Nono-chan was unwilling to go for a walk. Sure enough, puppies can also be dependent on air conditioning? (laughs)
Will the music festival be hot too? Today seems to be the last day, but unfortunately I don’t know much about rock music (sigh).
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Well, well, did you take a photo of Hoshino-san in a kimono?"
Compared with the content of his postcard, Arisukawa's reply was a bit long, but when I actually read it, I felt it was still a bit too short.
Aoi Keisuke sent her a photo of Hoshino wearing a light blue kimono with his hair gently pulled back, and asked her how she felt.
Arisukawa replied "It's so beautiful."
After that, she and Arisugawa continued chatting until the plane left Hokkaido, and then the girl said she had to leave for a while because of something.
Aoi Keisuke put down his mobile phone and turned his head to look at Shiraishi and Tsukishima. The two beauties were already fast asleep, sleeping in different positions.
Outside the narrow window, the blue sky and white clouds passed by.
Three-quarters of the way through the plane, Aoi Keisuke's cell phone screen lit up again. The message was not from Arisugawa Asuka, but from Kamabata Yui, who had also received the postcard.
Qing Keisuke clicked on the message and found that Yui Kamaba only sent a picture.
It was a selfie. The chief shrine maiden of Meiji Jingu Shrine was wearing a dignified scarlet hakama, standing quietly next to the deserted pillars——
It should be such a dignified and beautiful picture.
But under the camera lens of the mobile phone, the girl quietly opened her neckline with her other hand, revealing her fair and delicate skin, her fullness and hooking fingers tightening her neckline, and her red and white witch robe.
It seems like I got some kind of bonus at this moment.
"..."
After Aoi Keisuke admired the beautiful pictures sent by the chief shrine maiden, he replied with a series of ellipses. This guy was obviously a priest, but he didn't mention a word about the miracles mentioned in the postcard.
"Qinggui-kun, I'm waiting for you to come back."
"The plane is about to arrive in Tokyo."
"Sir, the little girl will come to see you tonight~!"
"good."
"What do you want your little girl to wear?"
"?"
"Video(00:15s)"
This time the girl slowly lifted up her loose crimson hakama, first revealing her white footbags and snow lotus-like calves, then her lovely round knees, and her round and straight thighs, until a touch of pure white was vaguely revealed, and it was difficult to pull it upwards.
.
"Oh, sir, the little girl can't pull her anymore."
"..."
He hasn't returned to Tokyo yet, but Aoi Keisuke seems to have already felt a bit of familiarity.