Everyone's luck today was very good, and Tetsuya Aoyagi drove all the way to Saitama without encountering the traffic police.

"I remembered that the best hotels need to be booked in advance, especially during festivals." Takizawa Shinya said suddenly.

"Don't worry, I've already contacted you in advance." Tetsuya Aoyagi slowed down, his voice lazy.

He still knows quite well what the assistant has to do.

"Is it the best hotel?" Jiang Shouhuang asked.

"Of course, it's the best inn, and every room has a private bath." Tetsuya Aoyagi said preparedly.

In his own words, he would definitely choose to stay in a cheap hotel.

But with this group of big young masters......

Of course, pick the most expensive and the best.

They must not look down on cheap hotels.

"That's good, so you don't have to make a soup with someone else." Kikukawa Seiichiro breathed a sigh of relief.

"Here we are." Tetsu Aoyagi also parked his car in the parking lot on the side.

It is surrounded by verdant bamboo.

The hotel is located in the middle of the bamboo forest, and it is a large Japanese garden.

An inn called Taketori Monogatari.

All the attendants inside, both men and women, wore black plain kimonos.

"Hello, we booked six rooms before." Tetsuya Aoyagi stepped forward to negotiate with the people at the hotel.

Successfully obtained six keys.

A handful was given to each of the other five primary school students.

"Now, let's go enjoy the private hot springs." Tetsuya Aoyagi said.

Replaced by an ordinary elementary school student, at this time, he was probably already shouting yes and couldn't wait to run to the room.

But the five people with silver bullets were still walking slowly, and there was no sense of excitement and anticipation.

They ask to stay in the best hostel just because they stay in the best hostel every time they go out, not because they expect to stay in the best hostel.

So I don't have to run around happily because I live in the best hotel.

Tetsuya Aoyagi didn't expect to see the five elementary school students happy, after all, this kind of hotel is probably commonplace for these young masters.

"It's almost evening after the bath, and the festival doesn't start until tomorrow, but the stalls should be set up tonight, so you can go and see it then." Hideki said to the others as he walked.

The others also nodded, not at all aiming at all with his statement.

"Then we'll see you in two hours." As soon as the words fell, Hideki opened the door of a room and walked in.

"See you then." Kikukawa Seiichiro and the others also opened the door and entered the room one after another.

Miyamoto Aito also opened the door at hand.

Didn't feel much about the decorated room.

He also stayed in a hotel when he was in the United States, after all, he often had to change his address, and it was more convenient to stay in a hotel.

It's a little better than living outside that you won't encounter robbers and thieves so often.

You don't need to change the lawn immediately if you kill someone.

There is a big difference between the style of hotels in the United States and those in Japan.

Aito looked at the private soup in the room and took off his clothes.

One soak is an hour.

His face was still calm, his complexion was fair, and there was no blush after soaking in the hot springs.

It's like taking a cold shower to wake up.

He put on his clothes again.

It's not a yukata, because the stars say that the yukata can't be worn until the day of the festival, that is, it can't be worn until tomorrow.

This is probably the rule of the so-called festival.

I don't know why, but since they said so, let's do it.

"There's no Daifuku and cookies in ......," he said, looking around the empty space.

Even if the room wasn't empty, it felt like nothing to him.

"It's lonely." He touched the location of his heart and whispered.

He felt that he should be alone.

Because I have been accompanied by Dafu and cookies for a moment, I will feel more and more lonely after separation.

The book says that it is the cruelest thing to gain and then lose.

"It's good that it's only a brief separation, not a loss of ......" His eyes were cold and emotionless, like a machine, but in the blink of an eye, they became warm and soft.

I really want to go back soon.

Brother Tou's connector come out quickly.

Kill the connector and everyone in the agency that sent Brother Tou to go undercover, and then erase the identity file about Brother Tho.

No one will know that Brother Tou is undercover.

He's a member of the organization through and through.

In this way, Brother Tou can only stay by his side forever.

The white-haired and blue-eyed boy sat on the edge of the bed, his smile becoming warmer and more healing, like a statue of a god looking at the believers.

It looks a little unreal.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that he turned his head to look at the door.

That's when he became real.

Aitto stepped forward and opened the door.

"Let's go outside and see what's going on." Zhuxing Hideki and the others stood outside the door and said.

"At festivals, there will be a lot of stalls, Miyamoto, you must have never visited them." Jiang Shouhuang patted his stomach with a smile.

He lost two pounds.

"I pay for everything you eat today, so it's as if you eat it for me, losing weight is really a difficult thing." Jiang Shouhuang shook his head.

But when he thought of the scene of being caught by the door last time, he was determined to lose weight.

If you can't eat it yourself, let Miyamoto eat it for you.

"Okay." The white-haired boy nodded.

Eat for Jiang Shou, no problem.

The book says that it is normal for friends to help each other.

"Let's go, let's go." Kikukawa Seiichiro took his hand and led him away.

The festival hasn't officially started yet, but the streets are still full of stalls.

Most of them are stalls with small carts and lanterns made of paper.

Mask stalls depicting various animal figures, candy apples and marshmallows, fried tofu and tempura......

Ato had an extra white fox mask on his body, hanging diagonally from his head, holding a box of octopus balls in one hand and a marshmallow in the other.

The rest of the people also had food in their hands and an extra mask on their faces.

It's all about the same fox mask.

"I really want to eat ......" Jiang Shouhuang looked at the fried tofu in his hand and swallowed his saliva.

No, you have to lose weight.

This is Miyamoto's.

"Miyamoto, quick, eat it." Without saying a word, he stuffed the fried tofu to the white-haired boy, for fear that if he continued to hold it in his hand, he would not be able to resist eating it.

As long as Miyamoto solves it quickly and can't see it himself.

Jiang Shouhuang closed his eyes again.

Aito swallowed the next octopus ball, handed the box to Tetsuya Aoyagi on the side, and began to eat fried tofu.

He's been eating like this all the way.

The food was all bought by the other four people, and even the masks were bought by the other four people.

People don't seem to be interested in eating.

Obviously, the book says that eating is a very pleasant thing.

The human-shaped trash can Tetsuya Aoyagi has all the leftover garbage in his hands.

He honestly sorted the garbage, and he would find a trash can to throw it away.

"Balloon fighting, or goldfishing, which one to play first?" Hideki Zhuxing pointed to the two stalls.

He's talking about which one to play first, not which one to choose.

It means that both are to be played, just in order.