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Chapter 187: Planning to take a hot spring bath alone, but something seems wrong
Mrs. Yukino was putting away her musical instruments. When she heard everyone talking about the hot springs, she couldn't help but glance over and said, "Oda-kun seems to be very interested in hot springs."

"Well, actually I was thinking that I forgot to go to the national park." Oda Shingo quickly explained.

Fujido Kaoki chuckled and said, "No need to explain, Mr. Oda, I understand. But unfortunately you are wrong. I checked and found that the large public bath in Hakodate is divided into male and female baths."

Oda Shingo rolled his eyes.

But he subconsciously glanced at Mrs. Yukino who was bending over to put the instruments together.

So round...

But Mrs. Yukino stood up and said immediately, "I'm not used to going to the big bath, and I especially don't want to go into a hot spring where monkeys have been. Also, it's summer now, and the water quality in the big bath is very poor."

Namikaze Yuzuru also said: "It seems that taking a hot spring bath in the summer is not a good atmosphere."

In most people's opinion, the best feeling is the snowflakes floating outside the hot spring.

Fujido Kaoru tilted her head and imagined: "Taking a hot spring bath with monkeys will be fun at first, but it will become uncomfortable as time goes by."

"Can we find a place to stay in Kiriyu?" Oda Nobuo tried hard to recall.

"See! I told you he had bad intentions!" Fujido Kaoru pointed at Oda Shingo and shouted.

Fine, I won't say anything. Oda Shingo turned his head and pretended to continue painting.

Mrs. Yukino suddenly burst into laughter. "If it's a private hot spring, have you forgotten that this hotel has one? I deliberately dismissed the male employees in this hotel, so you can enjoy the hot spring without worry. And it's a natural hot spring, not an artificial hot spring."

"Huh?!" Fujido Kacheng and Namikaze Youhe clapped their hands, as if they had seen the signboard.

Oda Shingo also remembered that there was a sign on the first floor pointing the direction to hot springs.

At this time, Oda Shingo's cell phone rang.

It was a call from Okita's assistant.

[Mr. Oda, the Cartoonists Association's 2023-2024 Japanese Manga Appreciation Conference will be held next month! ]
"Is that the one where I was nominated for Best New Artist? I almost forgot about that."

[There is definitely a long time between nominations and the official award ceremony, which is also the result of the game of interests among all parties. Lecture Club, Xuezi Pavilion and Springfield Bookstore did not have any good comics this year.]
"Just to brag about it when the book jacket is printed, right?"

[It is a great honor after all! Many comic masters in the past, such as Adachi Yutaka of "noutouch", also won this honor. Now Mr. Oda, you are almost certain to win the Newcomer Award! I don't believe they dare to give it to Nobuhiro Watsuki! ]
"Whether it is awarded to him or not will not affect my work."

[Teacher Oda is always modest. Then I will make an appointment for you to attend the award ceremony next month?]
"Can I not go?" Oda Shingo was not very interested in award ceremonies and still wanted to make money by drawing comics.

"You should have attended just for the nomination, not to mention you have a very high chance of winning!"

"It's delaying my making money."

"It's only half a day, but the star effect of attending will definitely be earned in terms of fame and sales."

"Hasn't the Cartoonists Association's awards had a bad reputation in the past two years?"

"Uh, yes. But this does not affect the first place status of the Cartoonists Association."

After some persuasion from Assistant Okita, Oda Shingo finally agreed to attend.

After hanging up the phone, Oda Shingo glanced at Mrs. Yukino and said, "Hey, don't help me with the award."

"..."

It was the first time that Oda Shingo saw that Mrs. Yukino seemed to roll her eyes at him.

This even made Oda Shingo suspect that he had seen it wrong.

It was only for a moment, but it was definitely there.

Oda Shingo touched the back of his head awkwardly. This was a typical case of being too sentimental...

Then continue working.

After it was time to rest at night, Oda Shingo received a Line text message.

It's from Fujido Kasumi: [We're going to the hot springs, you're not allowed to come over!]
This time it was finally Oda Shingo's turn to roll his eyes and he didn't even reply to her message. The next morning, after Oda Shingo woke up and ate something, he suddenly realized that there should be no one in the hot spring at this time.

He first rinsed himself in the bathroom in the room, then took a large towel, tiptoed into the corridor, went downstairs quietly and followed the signs to the hot spring.

When Japanese people go to hot springs, they always wash their bodies thoroughly beforehand, which is completely different from the habit of soaking in hot water and rubbing the body in Northeast China.

Now that I'm here, I might as well enjoy the hot spring.

Oda Shingo walked forward and found that this was actually a closed corridor specially built towards the hot spring.

It was quiet all the way.

After walking in twists and turns for three minutes, we finally arrived at a fully enclosed courtyard.

There are no signs for men's and women's baths. It seems that this kind of villa hotel is for private use and there is no need to make so many distinctions.

Walking in, a faint smell of sulfur came.

It is said that this is the unique smell of natural hot springs. Of course, many artificial hot springs will also deliberately add this kind of olfactory deception.

The first place we walked to was the lounge in the outer hall, which had leisure chairs and some automatic beverage equipment.

Japanese people like to drink a glass of milk after bathing. In recent years, more and more people like iced coffee drinks, so these two kinds of drinks are the main ones on beverage machines.

Going further in, there is the changing room.

The dressing room is also very high-end, with wooden boxes for clothes all equipped with combination locks. Some unopened white towels and bathrobes are neatly placed on the rack.

Oda Shingo looked around and saw that many of the boxes were closed, so he found an open one and put his clothes in it.

There was no need to enter the shower room. He followed the Japanese habit, took a small towel and put it on his head before walking in.

Gently push open the opaque glass door of the partition, and accompanied by the sound of gentle flowing water, a large amount of white mist comes towards you.

Is there such heavy fog in summer?
Oda Shingo could only vaguely see that the entire hot spring room was a large enclosed courtyard with an electrically controlled glass curtain on the roof.

The advantage of the electrically controlled suspended glass curtain is that it can be switched to transparent or opaque at any time.

But this design is similar to a glass greenhouse. Although there will be no snow in the winter, the enclosed temperature will be higher in the summer.

However, it is estimated that the control system will be able to control it well and automatically turn on the color tinting function to reduce the amount of sunlight entering.

At this moment, the morning sun shines directly in, giving the misty hot spring room a faint golden halo.

Due to the fog, the visible range is not large, but you can still see vaguely within one or two meters.

Oda Shingo walked slowly forward, stepping cautiously on the cobblestone ground.

As soon as you walk on this kind of ground, you will feel the soles of your feet being massaged, and you can enjoy the charm of taking a hot spring bath.

It would be nice if I could have a hot spring egg or a pot of wine. Oda Shingo felt sorry, but it was so early, there must be no service staff.

I put my feet in the hot spring water and found that the temperature was a little high, but it felt very comfortable.

Oda Nobuo slowly walked down into the hot spring pool, took a few steps, turned around, and then immersed himself in the pool.

"Oh - so comfortable -!" Surrounded by the warm mist, Oda Nobuo let out a long, sweet sigh.

However, the mist was sometimes thick and sometimes thin, and I always felt something was wrong...

He soon found out what was going on.

Not far from me, a figure gradually emerged in the mist...

"Ori, Ori, Oda-kun?" came the trembling voice of Namikaze Yuzuru.

(End of this chapter)