If you take a bus from Tokyo to Fukui, it will take you almost eight hours.

However, taking the JR Shinkansen from Tokyo Station to Maibara Station, changing to a limited express to Fukui, takes only three hours, and the fare is about 14,260 yen.

This round-trip fare was reimbursed by Toko Kiriyama's office, so Hashima didn't have to worry about it at all.

Before getting on the Shinkansen, Hashima String asked Sato Umito to pick up the Switch to play, anyway, he still has to go to school, and he has already asked for a vacation with the school.

Sumire Kiriyama and Toko Kirishima sit together, and Hashima Sine sits with another woman.

It's okay to do this, the province and Kiriyama sit together and get distracted, and he still wants to have a good time farming.

The women around him looked at Hashima from time to time, and even took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but Hashima pretended not to see it and concentrated on growing vegetables.

Toko Kiriyama held her mobile phone and put on Bluetooth headphones to watch the latest voice actor news, while Sumire Kiriyama propped her elbows on the armrests, supported her cheeks, and looked out the car window.

The verdant paddy fields, the small hills surrounding the fields, the endless expanse of blue sky, and the outside of the car window, present a rural scene.

This is a scenery unique to Hokuriku Prefecture.

After a while, Toko Kiriyama took out another Switch from her bag and said to Hashima Kan on the other side with a smile, "Come and play Breakup Kitchen?" ”

"Miss Yuanzi and I are not lovers yet." Hashima said.

"Well, it's boring." Toko Kiriyama stretched, looked out the window and said, "Ah, here it is, the countryside is more rural than Chiba." ”

A kind smile appeared on Hashima String's face: "Is it really good for you to say this in front of me, a Fukui person?" ”

"However, I heard that Fukui Prefecture has the longest life expectancy for both men and women." Sumire Kiriyama suddenly joined the conversation and said.

"You know a lot." Hashima gave a thumbs up.

Kiriyama Toko frowned and said, "That's because it's very rural, so the average life expectancy will be long, right?" ”

"Hmm...... So it is. Sumire Kiriyama pondered with her hand to her chin.

Hashima's self-esteem was seriously frustrated, and he coughed and said, "Listen, Fukui Prefecture has a well-developed electrical products and fiber industry, accounting for half of the total production, and Fukui Prefecture has always been known as the textile kingdom. ”

"Because it's the country, right? So it's the Fiber Kingdom. Toko Kiriyama tilted her head and said.

"Indeed." Sumire Kiriyama nodded.

Hashima String gave a thumbs up: "I don't want you to echo your sister on this point, a lot of the rice you eat is Fukui's Koshihikari rice, and your behavior is to eat your mother and scold your mother." ”

Toko Kiriyama said with a smile: "Our family eats Akita Komachi rice, the rice grains are full and the taste is very sweet, I feel that it is much better than Koshihikari rice!" ”

"Indeed." Sumire Kiriyama nodded.

Hashima String gritted his teeth: "...... I hope that when you get off the station, you will dare to say this in front of the people of Fukui. ”

He retracted his gaze and started playing the game again, listening to Sumire Kiriyama say, "But Fukui's long-legged Echizen crab is delicious."

He nodded, when he was a child, because it was so delicious, Hashima was willing to spend an afternoon cutting crab legs.

"Huh? Have you ever eaten it? When? Toko Kiriyama asked.

"No, Wikipedia says, I used to think it was too troublesome, so I didn't eat it." Sumire Kiriyama said.

Hashima took a deep breath and decided to go straight to sleep, waking up to the best view of Fukui Station.

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"Hashima? Hashima? ”

"Huh? Well? Tell me to cut crab legs again? ”

"What kind of Fukui torture is this?" Sumire Kiriyama asked, holding a bag in her hand, looking at the sleeping hashima string.

Hashima Hatsu yawned and said, "The long-legged Echizen crab is really delicious, if you don't like cutting the crab legs, I'll cut them for you." ”

"Okay." Sumire Kiriyama hit him with her bag, "Hurry up, it's all here." ”

"Hmm."

Hashima took off her bag and lined up with Sumire Kiriyama at the crowded ticket gate to leave Fukui Station.

He glanced at the time, and it was five twenty-one in the afternoon.

The air in Fukui is softer than in Tokyo, it doesn't have the hustle and bustle of big cities, and for him it is full of memories and the smell of summer mosquito repellent water.

Kiriyama Toko called a car and planned to go directly to the hotel that had been booked, and the "Source Classmate Who Loves to Drink Piko Soda" event was on the second day.

Sitting in the car, Hashima took out a snack directly from his bag, which was a packet of potato chips.

"Eat?" Hashima String tore open his mouth and said to Sumire Kiriyama beside him.

Sumire Kiriyama glanced at it and shook her head: "I don't want to eat this on an empty stomach." ”

"Okay."

He wasn't going to share it either, and if Sumire Kiriyama said he wanted to eat it, Hashima was going to say "I'll feed you".

In this way, she must not eat it, and Hashima can wrap all the potato chips alone.

"Ah, it's so fragrant, the smell of loofah? I'm going to eat. Toko Kiriyama, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said.

Hashima reached into the bag of potato chips: "Then I'll feed you?" ”

Kiriyama Toko nodded: "Okay, it's not easy for me to sit here." ”

“...... Eating potato chips on an empty stomach will make you fat. ”

"Huh? Not really. ”

"Yes, if you have an empty stomach, the body's absorption capacity will be enhanced, Miss Kiriyama looks like she has 120 pounds now, right?"

"It's not that heavy!"

"It's about the same as my neighbor's gilts."

"Hey, I'm not eating." Kiriyama Toko clasped his arms and said dissatisfiedly, "Why should girls care so much about weight!" I'm not convinced. ”

"Even if you're not convinced, don't you follow it?" Hashima String was eating potato chips and snorted muffledly.

Kiriyama Toko clenched his fist with one hand and said, "One day, I want to become the female prime minister of Dongying!" ”

"Well, I'll be your secretary general."

"Very well, Secretary General Hashima, if I become a female prime minister, I must build Fukui Prefecture into a metropolis like Tokyo!"

Hashima Xian's face was shocked, and he said happily, "Huh? Are you sure? Are you sure? Prime Minister? ”

"Of course, I say yes." Toko Kiriyama straightened up her plump breasts.

Sumire Kiriyama held her forehead like she had a headache, not wanting to get involved in the conversation between the two at all.

The driver, smiling and speaking in a fluent Fukui accent, said, "I hope to improve the price of ride-hailing at that time." ”

"Oh no, it's going to be very embarrassing if you raise it again, right?" Toko Kiriyama said solemnly, "I think the price of online car-hailing is too high now, for example, now, it will cost me more than 20,000 yen." ”

As he ate potato chips, Hashima said, "Stop, Prime Minister, you can't say that, for the sake of your future political career and to gain the support of everyone at the grassroots level, you should say something like "I know, I'll find a solution." ”

"Yes, yes? Then I'll figure it out, what do you think? Toko Kiriyama said to the driver's uncle.

The driver's uncle was amused by her, and said with a smile: "It's okay to say whatever you say, listen to you." ”

Toko Kiriyama turned her head with a smile and said, "Thank you, Secretary General Hashima. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a trifle." Hashima waved his hand, and Yu Guang saw the eyes of Sumire Kiriyama beside him looking like an idiot, and stiffly changed the topic, "The highest temperature in Fukui today is only 26 °C, and the lowest is 18 °C, have you paid attention to keeping warm?" Deputy Chief of the Foggy Mountains? ”

"yes, the brain needs to be warm." Sumire Kiriyama crossed her arms and echoed with a light smile.