"You are...... Student? ”

The policeman's suspicious eyes went back and forth on Kirisu Matoshi's white lace shirt, blue skirt and black silk: "Do you have a student ID?" Take it out and take a look? ”

"Ah, this, this ......" Kirisu Mado frantically dug into his bag and found only one driver's license.

As soon as he looked at his driver's license, the police were even more suspicious: "Adults? Adults dressed like this, huh...... Do you say, you ......"

The teacher's face turned red again, and he looked eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

At this time, how can you hide aside, Nan Xiao hurriedly stood up and gave full play to the advantages of the language expert's mouth: "Mr. Policeman, don't get me wrong, she is a teacher in our school." Today, it's actually because of the school's activities. We held a cosplay activity for game characters, and the teacher participated in it. ”

"You're a student?"

The policeman looked Nan Xiao's face up and down: "Please take a look at the student ID." ”

After looking at the student ID, the police looked at Nan Xiao carefully: "Hmm...... The photos do look quite similar. But your face doesn't look like an 18-year-old, doesn't it? ”

Blunder!

Nan Xiao suddenly remembered that he had studied hard in the Fallout 101 Vault for three years, and had been digging mines in Stardew Valley for almost a year. The Eye of Judgment world is less than a month away, and if you ignore it, it's been four years.

In other words, he is not an 18-year-old Xiao Xianrou at all, and he is already a 22-year-old man.

Woo, the years have carved the vicissitudes of life on my face......

Nan Xiao secretly swore that he must find a way to find a game world where he can live forever. Otherwise, if you wear it a few more times, wouldn't it be older than Mr. Kirisu? How can this work?

That's also a matter for later, and you have to deal with the police uncle first.

"Haha, the photo looks a little tender, it was taken when I didn't graduate from high school. Recently, I have been working very tired, getting up at three o'clock every day to deliver newspapers, going to the convenience store after class, and washing the bus at night. It's almost ten o'clock when I get home, and I have to take a shower and sleep. I only get 3 hours of sleep a day, woo woo......"

The voice was full of emotion, and the policeman's uncle's eyes were red. "Alas, it's not easy for you to cross the ocean to study," the police returned their student ID to Nan Xiao, "If my child were as sensible as you, I would be much more relaxed...... Well, that's what happened. Forget it this time, don't dress so strangely and walk in the alley so late in the future, it's easy to make a mistake. ”

"Okay, okay, I'm really sorry for the trouble."

"No, no, no, as it should be, where the duty lies."

Fortunately, Nan Xiao was dressed more regularly that day, and her hair was not dyed colorful, so she looked like a good child. The police didn't want to continue to embarrass them, so they simply let the two go.

Nan Xiao continued to lead the way, heading towards the small shrine hidden in the downtown area.

"It's almost there, it's ahead. First of all, we have to pass under this viaduct and then pass through a small park nearby......"

"Turn right near the subway station, there is a section of uphill road, will the teacher be too tired to ride on it? Why don't we get out of the car and push it. ”

However, Mr. Kirisu insisted on riding all the way to the top of the slope, which was amazing.

I had just crossed the ridge and there was light in front of me.

Standing on the top of the mountain, there is an illusion of floating among the stars. Surrounded by the lights of the city, the night looks so gorgeous. The wide Sumida River swims like an ink dragon through the middle of the tall buildings. Lantern-laden boats sail in twos and threes, filled with tourists, happily drinking cold beers, and the noise can be heard here.

From here, there are temples all the way. Soto sect, Shingon sect...... There are various sects that Nan Xiao doesn't know very well either. They are frozen in history, still the same as they were hundreds of years ago. The one-man high white wall was covered with black tiles, and the foot of the wall was covered with moss.

Surrounding the temple are small two-story buildings, all of which are of different styles and look relatively old. This neighborhood is at least a few decades old. If you look at the small park on the corner of the street where no one is around, you can see that there must be very few children. The rusty swing swayed, giving it a lonely feeling.

The largest area around the temple is the cemetery. Quietly, in rows and in pieces. Incense sticks were lit in front of the tombstones. Monks dressed in black walk around, reciting a scripture and praying together for blessings at each tombstone.

"It's a little cold," Kirisu Mato craned his shoulders, "I can't think of a place like this near Asakusa." ”

"Teacher, it's just ahead!"

Along the direction pointed by Nan Xiao, a beautiful scenery appeared.

It was an ancient road with moss-soaked stone lanterns and towering trees. On both sides of the road, red plastic sheeting and colorful signboards form the streets. At the end of the road is a stone staircase, straight up, hidden in the depths of the greenery.

"That's the shrine, let's go!"

The summer festival at the shrine is very lively, which is the opposite of the quiet residential area just now. If you get closer, you can hear all kinds of noisy sounds. The rumbling of gasoline generators, the shouting of stall owners, the sound of music beckoning customers...... There is also a lot of noise from children. Dressed in colorful yukatas, they ran and chased each other as fast as they could.

Nan Xiao took a deep breath: Well, it's the aroma of shaved ice, marble soda, fried noodles, marshmallows, and salt-grilled catfish.

When it comes to summer festivals, this is how they should be.

Walking on the lively summer festival street, with red lanterns overhead, and listening to the enthusiastic shouts of the stall owners on both sides, Mr. Kirisu quickly became emotional. She bought a box of strawberry shaved ice and ate it quite cheerfully.

"It's been a long time since I've been to a summer festival!"

When he spoke, the teacher's tongue was pink, well, it should be because of the strawberry jam.

"Hey, Nanjun, do you want to have a bite too?"

"No, no, no, no! No such idea at all! ”

It seems that Mr. Kirishu is a person who likes snacks very much. After eating the shaved ice, she ran to buy two more skewers of black sesame glutinous rice balls.

There is an old stone bench on the side of the road, which is supposed to be placed at the shrine for worshippers to rest. The two sat side by side on a stool, and one of them shared a string of balls. The meatballs just out of the steamer are poured with hot sesame candy, and they are really much better than the cold ones in the supermarket.

"Nanjun, it is said that there is a snack in Huaxia that wraps sesame candy in glutinous rice balls?"

"Well, that's called a dumpling."

"Oh~~ It must be delicious, right?"

"In fact, there are many things that can be wrapped in glutinous rice balls, and sesame stuffing is just one of them. And the rose-stuffed ones. ”

"Roses? Is it the rose that flowers? ”

"That's right. Finely chop the fresh rose petals, soak them in rock sugar, add some finely minced peanuts, and mix with a little lard. You can do without rock sugar, sugar, and if you mix some honey, it tastes even better. ”

"Oh~~ I think it's delicious when I think about it."

"And the minced meat."

"Hey, can you get minced meat?"

"Absolutely. The meat filling is fried with spicy bean paste, mixed with pepper powder, shallots, chili oil, and garlic paste, and it is delicious to wrap up. ”

"However, shouldn't the rice balls be sweets, the salty rice balls always feel a little weird."

Tsk, I didn't expect Mr. Kirisu to be a sweet party, and he should be burned at the stake or hung a street lamp.