{Kyoto, the place where the culture of the island nation originated.} }

{Historical buildings such as shrines and Buddhist temples, gardens, paintings, traditional events, etc., all demonstrate the aesthetic consciousness of the island country.} }

{Built on the basis of Chang'an, Tang Dynasty, China, it is known as the "thousand-year-old capital". }

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"Murakami-kun, pack up your things, I'm going to get off."

"Okay."

Yu Murakami folded the book, and on the cover of the book was written "Kyoto, the pride of the island people, the supreme in the city!! 》。

Stuff the book in your satchel.

Outside the window, man-made structures gradually appeared, and Mt. Fuji, which he could see when he first got on the bus, disappeared when he looked down at the page of the book.

A few minutes later, the car entered the station, and several people got off the train with their respective salutes.

Except for Yu Murakami, the other four people are all pulling suitcases, and they look a little sassy.

Yu Murakami carries a satchel and has his hair scattered, and the scenery of Kyoto is also enhanced everywhere he passes.

Perhaps, those who come to visit him will record it as a scenery in Kyoto and record it in their cameras.

When traveling, the first important thing is not where to go, but to book a hotel.

"It's probably around here, and I'm booking a homestay."

After more than half an hour of traveling, the group came to an alley full of Kyoto flavor - narrow, stone road, on both sides of the unknown wooden shops, hanging bright yellow lanterns, even in the daytime, most of the houses are lit up with the same color.

Everyone entered a homestay and opened three rooms, one room in Murakami, one room for Ai Nakano and Yu Mubi, and one room for Sakura Suzune Box Higashiyama Kazubi.

Put away your things and gather at the door.

"You can actually see the mountains over there~." You Mubi shouted excitedly.

Behind the homestay, there are two lush hills with white mist at the top of the mountain.

It's not a very suburban location.

Yu Murakami took out his phone.

"Click~"

[Photography lv. 1: 4/100]

"Use this!"

Miss Sakura raced a high-end camera in his hand.

"No, I'll pat it myself."

Miss Sakura gave him a blank look.

"Who let you use it, I'm asking you to shoot it for us! Quick, take it! Today you are our photographer! ”

After saying that, she and the other three took a pose at the door, not giving Yu Murakami a chance to refuse.

"Alas~" Murakami sighed: "Hi hi." ”

Photographer Murakami, picked up the camera, pointed at Miss Sakura with a swan's neck, and Higashiyama Kazuma, who pouted and sold cuteness, spread his hands like a tour guide, and crossed his hands into a cross to release the light, and pressed the shutter.

[Photography lv. 1: 6/100]

Two points of experience were added at once.

Yu Murakami looked at the camera, and it seemed that it was indeed worth a lot of money.

"What are you doing! Hurry up! ”

The four of them re-struck a pose.

When he got out of the alley where the B&B was located, Yu Murakami's [Photography] skill had reached 89 experience points.

The streets are covered with green trees, and in the midst of the trees, a red figure sometimes suddenly appears - the kind of buildings that are often found in shrines.

"Ernie Murakami-chan, this way!"

"Click!"

"Murakami, I'll have two here too!"

"Click! Click! ”

"Murakami-kun, take a group photo for me!"

"Click!"

Photography agency Murakami, diligent, Des -

After a few more streets, the group came to a railroad track, where a red tram drove slowly.

Before the yellow railing was raised, groups of children who had come out to play during the summer vacation had already rushed under the railing.

"Click!"

[Photography lv 2: 1/100]

"You really like to take pictures~" Miss Sakura leaned over: "Show me how you took pictures." ”

While crossing the railroad tracks, the four women looked at the photos in the camera, and had no sense of safe traffic.

"Why is this one so ugly?"

"Well, my eyes are closed."

"This one is too ugly to laugh at, delete it, delete it."

"The rest is getting better and better."

"Indeed, especially in the last one, the children rush over and the pedestrians smile nostalgically and dotingly at them, and the composition is fantastic."

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"Not bad~ Murakami." Miss Sakura threw the heavy camera into Murakami's hand again: "Come on!" Keep up the good work! ”

Yu Murakami picked up the camera and took a picture of Ai Nakano, who was teasing the Shiba Inu on the side of the road.

[Photography lv2: 2/100]

XP gain has been changed from 2 to 1.

Yu Murakami didn't put this matter at ease, even if it took a day or a month to gain a little experience, he didn't care.

There was still a little time left before the Gion Festival held at Yasaka Shrine, which Yu Murakami wanted to see the most, so everyone decided to stop by Kyoto University first.

You Mubi was very excited, and kept jumping and walking, muttering and muttering about whether it was better to go to Waseda or Kyoto University for further education, and then said that the University of Tokyo was also good.

Passing by a small platform, there are students from the cheerleading club doing summer club activities.

Several people stopped and watched for a while.

There are no imaginary big white legs, short skirts and the like, there are men and women in the cheerleading team, the appearance is high and low, and the clothes they wear are short-sleeved pants.

Murakami Yu remembered that Ji Xianlin went to watch the women's volleyball game of Tsinghua Middle School, and then returned disappointed: his legs were thick and black, and it was tasteless to watch.

Murakami Yuu didn't have any disappointment, if you really want to talk about legs and figure, the summer Sakura Village has made him tired of looking at it.

The girls are not tall, but they are all perfectly proportioned.

I took a few more photos of the bell tower and the four girls in the distance, and finally left the campus of Beijing University.

[Photography lv. 2: 32/100]

It was close to noon, and everyone was hungry, so they found a restaurant for lunch.

The food in the restaurant, except for posing for photos, several people didn't move much, only Yu Murakami ate leisurely.

"Ah~~, I would have known that I would have gone to eat barbecue, otherwise I could have done it myself." Ai Nakano propped her chin on her hand and watched as Murakami slowly eliminated the food on the table.

"Mm-hmm, I must go for a barbecue in the evening!" Higashiyama took a bite of the apple, and a little juice remained on her lips, which looked extremely tempting and had the urge to lick it clean.

The four of them, who had lost interest in the meal, picked up their cameras again and began to review Murakami's work in the morning.

After he finished eating, the five of them prepared to take the bus to Kamogawa.

Rushed to the bus stop, just as the platform was spraying water mist, which made people feel refreshed.

The Kamogawa River is full of people, including many blonde foreigners and street performers who are completely blind to the sound of the village.

The four of them sat on the embankment and took a group photo, and then went to the stone in the middle of the river to pose for the classic shape of the movie—most of the stones are natural shapes, but there are also a few artificially shaped turtles.

In the afternoon, when the sun sets and the weather is cooler, it is time for the festival.

The Gion Festival is just a general term that includes a variety of small festivals, such as the Shinko Festival that Murakami heard from the owner of the guesthouse.

Before the festival began, on the road in front of Yasaka Shrine, traffic police began to clear the crowd, and the sidewalks on both sides of the road were full of people.

Needless to say, the fourth woman also lost her height advantage on this occasion, and she could only watch the excitement in the crowd.

"It's so hot!"

Dongshan Fan himself with a paper fan bought on the side of the road, his cheeks were slightly red, and the rest of the people were also drinking water.

After waiting for a long time, the festival parade began.

At the front were several men in samurai uniforms; Then there are scribes with red umbrellas, dressed in white, with white socks and clogs on their feet; After that, there were children riding white horses with white faces covered in powder.

Yu Murakami picks up the camera.