When the wind died down, she raised the corners of her mouth in self-mockery, revealing an unprecedented smile that could almost be described as sad and beautiful.

"How can I become an idol when I'm like this?"

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Chapter 6: Hot Springs Snow Viewing Date

Chapter 6. Hot spring date with snow

It got dark quickly that day, and the sun inadvertently fell into the ravine of the mountains.

As the dusk faded away, all the stars came out.

Taku Makimura told her: This side is Lyra, and that side is Andromeda.

The sky was so deep blue that it looked like the Pacific Ocean, five thousand meters below, had turned upside down. The wind had stopped for a long time.

"Idols who need to express their love to their fans..."

Looking at the brightest star Vega in the night sky, a smile that seemed to be from another world appeared on Hoshino Ai's face.

"How could I possibly do that?"

It was already 7:10 in the evening when we returned to the hotel. The lights in the store were dim and there were crowds of people.

Looking back, I saw it snowing outside the door. The snow was not heavy, but it was probably enough to cover up the day's footprints in one night.

The two of them changed their shoes at the entrance first.

“…Aqiu!”

"I'm going to catch a cold."

"Well... you're definitely almost there too!"

"That's also thanks to you."

"Hey, just this once!"

After a simple dinner, they ordered a plate of peanuts, half a plate of orchid beans, half a plate of grapes, half a plate of green grapes, and a bottle of hand-made orange juice.

"Would you like a Coke?"

"Forget it," said Hoshino Ai, "I don't really like carbonated drinks."

"it is good."

After returning to the room with the food, they hung the half-wet clothes by the stove to dry.

Less than one-third of the firewood had been burned, and bright red sparks would occasionally pop out of it.

After closing the window, the cold wind tried desperately to get into the house like a wild beast.

Except for the whistling of the wind and the crackling of the stove, everything was silent.

At this time, the sound of grapes being crushed is particularly clear.

"Going to take a shower?" Hoshino Ai also hung her scarf next to the stove.

Sitting cross-legged on the tatami, Makimura Taku sipped his orange juice and said, "I'll go later."

"Hurry up," Hoshino Ai said, "Be careful not to catch a cold...Akira!"

The burning wood suddenly crackled, and Makimura Taku stared at her. She smiled cutely, "I'll go first!"

After saying that, he left with the white bath towel.

There was no one else in the room, so Taku Makimura took off his shirt.

Before going to the bath, he did a hundred squats and eighty push-ups.

When I was doing the 72nd sit-up, the door was pushed open with a bang.

"Makyamura-kun, if it's any later..." Hoshino Ai, who had just closed the door, noticed the half-naked Makyamura Taku, "What are you doing?"

"Exercise to strengthen your physical fitness." said Taku Makimura, doing another sit-up.

"You're still doing it this late?"

“Every day.”

"Like this..." She walked over with a playful smile, "But I have to say, you have a nice figure."

"Thank you." Makimura Taku kept moving his waist, "This is the most beautiful compliment I have ever heard."

"is it?"

"no doubt."

After doing sit-ups, Taku Makimura took a deep breath.

When he was concentrating, he took a closer look at Hoshino Ai, who had been in for a while.

She wrapped her long hair in a towel, with only a few strands of blue-purple hair hanging out.

The bath towel covers from the knees to the chest, with the chest protruding high and the cleavage relatively obvious.

He politely looked away, and Hoshino Ai seemed to sense that he was turning his head and glanced up at him, then smiled slightly.

"If it's any later, the bathhouse will be closed."

"I'll go now." Taku Makimura replied to her.

There were only three people in the open-air bathing area. Perhaps it was because they arrived too late, Taku Makimura thought.

He took off his clothes and went into the hot spring, feeling the warmth of the pool while leaning on the smooth sauna stone and looking up at the moon.

When it snows, the clouds seem to increase.

There are only a few stars left that I saw on the top of the mountain. Only the bright moonlight is still as bright as ever, and its shadow is like a street lamp.

After coming out of the hot spring, he dried his body with a towel and changed into the large cotton shorts provided by the hotel.

After returning to the room, Hoshino Ai had already blow-dried her hair and asked him if she could translate "The Great Gatsby".

"Of course no problem." said Taku Makimura.

He took out the book and handed it to her, and Hoshino Ai began to read it carefully according to the Japanese translation he wrote next to the text.

“This is a story of love’s disillusionment.

"Because in any era and in any country, there will always be people who always hold on to the dream of love and are willing to sacrifice everything for it, even though they are as rare as morning stars..."

Silent snow was flying outside the window.

Before the lights went out, Makimura Taku went out to brush his teeth and wash his face.

When he came back, he saw Hoshino Ai had fallen asleep on the table.

She was snoring faintly, with The Great Gatsby pressed against her face.

He gently laid her body flat, covered her with the quilt, and fell asleep on his side at the other end.

When I woke up the next day, the moon shadow was replaced by the warm sun, and the snow had stopped at some point.

He put on his clothes and ran ten kilometers back and forth along the long trail where snow was not easily accumulated. Afterwards he wiped off the sweat and took a shower.

At around nine o'clock, Hoshino Ai finally woke up, and Makimura Taku brought her breakfast:

Two pieces of toast with blueberry jam, a bottle of pure milk from a well-known manufacturer, two bananas, and half an apple sliced ​​with a knife.

"Thank you." Hoshino Ai was a little surprised.

"Nothing." Makimura Taku continued reading.

After breakfast, Hoshino Ai suggested going out to enjoy the snow. Makimura Taku nodded, closed the book, and they changed into winter clothes and set off.

On this day, the sunshine was not as strong as yesterday and the temperature dropped slightly.

"Ha~"

“It’s still November.”

"But it's winterier than winter!" She looked at the white breath she had just exhaled, and seemed very happy.

Makimura Taku looked at the white-haired cedar tree and said, "It must have snowed all night."

"Why don't you continue during the day?"

"How cold it would be."

"who cares!"

Wearing gloves, Hoshino Ai squatted down, scooped up a handful of snow with both hands, then suddenly stood up and threw it into the sky.

"Completely, completely, let's have a really, really big snowfall!"

They strolled through the snow as if they were walking into a Claude Monet painting.

What comes into view are unforgettable special views:

Thick snow covered the roof, and the beech tree more than ten meters high looked like a huge white flower in full bloom.

The clouds were wispy, the golden sunlight shone on the broken wooden bridge and the lonely tree stump, and smoke from cooking rose slowly in the distance.

Looking at the leisurely figure and the motionless red mailbox, Makimura Taku completely relaxed his body and mind.

It seemed that without realizing it, the purpose of his journey had been achieved.

If the weather was better and there was a warm breeze, this feeling would be even clearer.

At noon, they walked into the store mentioned in the travel guide and experienced hand-made soba noodles together.

In the afternoon, they set out from the hot spring hotel again, took a cheap bus to Strawberry Village to eat "Echigo Hime".

"Oh~ delicious!" When in Strawberry Village, Hoshino Ai exclaimed sincerely.

Makimura Takuya nodded: "It's really good, there shouldn't be anyone who doesn't like to eat this, right?"

"Thanks for your strategy!"

"Thanks to the uncle who sold me the travel guide."

"Too!"

Turning back to the hot spring hotel, they got off the car early. It was a little after six o'clock and the moonlight was bright and desolate.

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