My deskmate is actually my yandere reader.

The two approached the stage, and Kurose Izumi took out his wallet from his pocket and asked, "Boss, how much?"

"780 yen," the shop owner replied casually, wiping the gleaming countertop.

"So cheap..."

Kurose Izumi was somewhat surprised when she heard the price.

This portion size and flavor would easily cost over a thousand yen a bowl in Tokyo!

"It's a small business; most of the customers here are regulars."

The shop owner gave an explanation that didn't really sound like an explanation, and continued wiping the table.

"Give."

Kurose Izumi took out an 800 yen bill from her wallet.

"Thank you for your patronage, have a safe journey." The shopkeeper took the money and handed over two ten-yen coins.

"I'll come again if I have the chance."

Kurose Izumi smiled at the shop owner, then lifted the curtain and stepped out of the shop.

As soon as he stepped out, a gust of cold wind blew in his face, making him shiver.

"Never mind, let's go back early. It's getting a bit cold..."

178. From now on, it'll be Chire Kurose.

At dawn, when the sun is just rising.

As the first hint of dawn appeared on the horizon, the golden sun rose from the endless Arashiyama Mountains.

Soft rays of dawn shone through the window, which was being moved by the wind.

On the tatami mat, two people slept in each other's arms.

Their skin was pressed against each other, their faces facing each other, pressed tightly together.

"Well……"

At one moment, Shiraishi Chiren murmured something, twitched her fingers, and slowly opened her eyes.

What comes into view is Izumi Kurose's peaceful sleeping face.

He was breathing softly, and his black hair was scattered and messy, making one want to tidy it up.

So, Shiraishi Chiren reached out, brushed aside Kurose Izumi's stray black hair, and kissed him on the forehead.

Then she closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

An hour later, the sun rose high in the sky, and the dazzling sunlight shone on the Dayan River at the foot of Lanshan Mountain, making the river water sparkle.

It is now 8:00 AM.

At this moment, Kurose Izumi finally woke up from her sleep.

Upon waking, he first held Shiraishi Chiren quietly for a while, then patted her head before getting up.

"spring."

Just as he was about to get out of bed, Shiraishi Chiren reached out and grabbed him.

Good morning. Are you awake?

"Well, wake up."

Shiraishi Chiren nodded slightly, looking at Kurose Izumi with sleepy eyes.

At that moment, she looked incredibly cute—at least in Kurose Izumi's eyes.

"Carry me out of bed."

"it is good."

Kurose Izumi obediently half-squatted down, wrapped her arms around Shiraishi Chire's body, picked her up in a princess carry, and walked towards the bathroom.

He was used to Shiraishi Chiren often acting cute like this.

Upon entering the bathroom, Kurose Izumi took a towel and washed Shiraishi Chire's face, then brushed her teeth.

Only then did he slowly begin his morning routine.

At 8:30, the two came out of the Japanese-style room and went to the restaurant for breakfast.

Breakfast is a set meal for 980 yen.

It contains grilled saury, pickled radish, fried tofu, and a bowl of river shrimp miso soup.

The saury is quite delicious, with a sweet and fresh taste. It is said that the fish, shrimp, and shellfish here are all sourced from the Dayan River.

No wonder it's so expensive.

"Spring, ah~"

When breakfast was served, Shiraishi Chiren didn't rush to eat. Instead, she picked up a bite and fed it to Kurose Izumi.

"Here we go again. Are you trying to get me to test if it's poisonous?" Kurose Izumi smiled helplessly, opening her mouth to eat the fried tofu that was being fed to her.

When the two of them ate together, Shiraishi Chiren would always feed him the first bite.

I don't know if this is some kind of custom.

He had asked Shiraishi Chiren once before, but Shiraishi Chiren's one sentence left him speechless.

At that time, Shiraishi Chiren said this:

"You learned this from the bride's self-help manual?"

How could Kurose Izumi refuse after hearing such words?

Upon hearing this, Shiraishi Chiren chuckled and said, "Hmph, if it's poisonous, I'll save Izumi no matter what. If all else fails, we'll die together."

Kurose Izumi said with a hint of exasperation, "Even if it's a joke, don't go that far, okay?"

He wouldn't even dare to think about things like dying for love.

He wanted Shiraishi Chiren to live a good and happy life.

Although I'd probably not be happy without him.

"I'm not joking."

"...Qianlian, you really are a hopeless idiot."

"To correct you, it's an incurable idiot who loves the spring."

"..."

During their conversation, the two leisurely finished their lunch, rested in the Japanese-style room for a while, picked up their cameras, and prepared to visit Arashiyama.

Leaving the mountain villa and arriving at the foot of Mount Arashi, one is greeted by the babbling brook, Daienchuan.

Going upstream, you'll find the Hozu River, while downstream, the 154-meter-long Togetsukyo Bridge connects the two banks.

Standing on the bridge and looking around, Arashiyama is faintly visible, covered with dense pine and cherry trees; below the bridge, the blue waves ripple and the water flows gently; in the drizzle, mist swirls and appears and disappears; when it gets dark, the peaks are verdant and birds sing from time to time, making one feel that it is quiet and otherworldly, full of poetic charm.

Near the bridge are Arashiyama Park, Kameyama Park, and Tenryu-ji Temple.

The mountains also contain famous historical sites such as the Dabei Pavilion, ** Temple, and Xiaodu Tomb.

To the northeast lies the Sagano Bamboo Forest, where legend has it that those who successfully confess their love in this forest ultimately find happiness.

The waters of the Dayan River flow gently, crystal clear and sparkling under the bright sunlight. The waves crashing against the rocks shimmer and reflect dazzling light.

On both sides of the mountain, pine and cypress trees are lush and green, while bamboo groves and village houses dot the landscape below. After a light rain, a thin mist, like a veil, drifts and swirls around the peak of Arashiyama, hence the name "Arashiyama".

Fish and shrimp swim by in the clear river, while the upper reaches are covered with fiery red maple leaves.

Speaking of Arashiyama, there's a poem written by a great Chinese figure that we must mention.

In her past life, Izumi Kurose remembered learning this poem, which was titled "Arashiyama in the Rain - Kyoto, Japan".

The poem reads: "I visited Arashiyama twice in the rain, with ancient pines on both banks, interspersed with a few cherry trees."

At the end of the mountain, a tall mountain suddenly appears, from which springs flow, their waters so green they reflect the surrounding rocks.

A light rain and thick fog enveloped the area, but a ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, making the scenery even more beautiful.

The more one seeks the truth of all things in the world, the more obscure it becomes—yet within this obscurity, a glimmer of light occasionally appears: the truth seems all the more beautiful.

After roughly finishing filming the Oi River, Kurose Izumi and Shiraishi Chiren held hands and walked along the mountain path covered with red maple leaves, entering the forest where wild birds were singing, feeling very pleasant.

The dazzling sunlight dappled the ground, casting dappled shadows on the trees, just like the intertwined roots beneath them.

Kurose Izumi looked around and remarked, "This is truly a wonderful place."

"Ah."

Shiraishi Chiren nodded slightly, without looking around.

Her gaze remained fixed on Izumi Kurose the entire time.

As they walked, Izumi Kurose suggested, "Why don't we stop and take some pictures? Just taking pictures of the scenery doesn't feel like enough."

"Listening to the spring."

"Qianlian, stand there and let me take your picture."

Following Kurose Izumi's instructions, Shiraishi Chiren stood under a large, red maple tree.

She lowered her head slightly, reached out and tucked a strand of hair that had fallen across her forehead, her face serene and elegant.

click-

Kurose Izumi captured this moment and was genuinely amazed.

The scenery is beautiful, and the people are even more beautiful.

After that, it was Shiraishi Chiren's turn to film Kurose Izumi.

He also chose that red maple tree as the background for his photos.

Under the camera's lens, Izumi Kurose felt she should smile.