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At 6:30 p.m., after packing his luggage, Chen Dong hesitated for a moment, but decided to have dinner first before experiencing Japan's bathhouse culture.

After all, food is the most important thing for people, and even the important matter of human reproduction has to take a back seat after eating.

After taking the room key that represented his identity, Chen Dong left the room and headed to the restaurant on the 10th floor.

On the other side, it wasn't until the elevator doors closed that Yin Qingying seemed to come to her senses and turned to go to her room.

Her room number was 1501, which was the first room in the corridor after the corner.

The door was made of black wood, but it was painted over so that the type of wood was indistinguishable.

There was also a colorful promotional brochure stuck in the handle.

Yin Qingying looked to the side and saw that there was also a booklet stuck in the handle of several rooms next door, confirming that this must be the hotel's doing.

She placed the room card on the sensor area under the doorknob, and with a ding, the seemingly heavy wooden door was easily pushed open by Yin Qingying.

The room's decor is uniform and minimalist. Within its small area, it contains a bed, a table, a chair, a TV, and a TV cabinet, and looks completely unremarkable.

"A standard room for 800 yuan a night seems like a rip-off."

The moment she stepped into the hotel, Yin Qingying's eyes were filled with scrutiny.

Aside from its location in Tokyo, a city where land is incredibly expensive, she couldn't understand why a standard room at this hotel was priced at 800 yuan per night.

After quickly unpacking her luggage, Yin Qingying sat on the sofa in the room and began flipping through the hotel's promotional brochures.

The first half, unsurprisingly, was an introduction to the hotel and the different services and benefits available for different room categories.

The second half of the article covered topics that particularly interested Yin Qingying, including some of the more famous tourist attractions, customs, and unique festivals in Chiba Prefecture.

To her surprise, tonight happens to be the day of the fireworks festival, which was reportedly postponed last month due to special circumstances.

Looking at the dazzling fireworks display in the brochure, a hint of anticipation rose in Yin Qingying's eyes.

Upon seeing that this was the last page, Yin Qingying casually placed the brochure on the table beside her, rubbed her stomach which was starting to feel hungry, and left the room to head to the hotel restaurant that Chen Dong had mentioned.

ding dong...

"We've reached the fifteenth floor."

The elevator floor announcement was made by a pleasant female voice with a thick Kanto accent, which matched the Japanese style Chen Dong had heard in Japanese anime before.

When the elevator doors opened and Chen Dong saw the figure standing at the door, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"What a coincidence, Manager Yin, I didn't expect to see you again so soon."

Yin Qingying nodded slightly and stepped into the elevator. Seeing the lit button for the 10th floor, she instantly realized that Chen Dong, like her, was also planning to eat at the hotel restaurant.

Looking at the slowly descending floor numbers on the elevator display screen, Yin Qingying took the initiative to start a conversation.

"Mr. Chen, did you see the promotional brochure that the hotel put on the doorknob?"

"So that was a promotional brochure. I thought someone had left it there."

Chen Dong only now realized that the colorful brochure he had casually tossed into the trash can was one that the hotel distributed to every room.

Upon hearing that Chen Dong had simply thrown away the promotional brochure, Yin Qingying's expression faltered slightly.

However, she always maintained a cool and aloof demeanor, so Chen Dong didn't notice anything unusual on her face.

Seeing that Chen Dong didn't seem to care, Yin Qingying crossed her hands and placed them in front of her, then hesitantly offered a suggestion.

"Mr. Chen, I saw in the hotel's brochure that there will be a fireworks festival in Chiba Prefecture tonight. Would you be interested in attending?"

"Fireworks festivals seem to be a staple scene in many Japanese anime."

It has to be said that most of the campus romance anime that Chen Dong has watched feature a fireworks festival, and since he was already there, he naturally wouldn't refuse Yin Qingying's suggestion.

As for the plan to experience the Japanese bathhouse culture, Chen Dong completely forgot about it.

"No problem, we can go and experience it together after dinner."

After receiving Chen Dong's nod of agreement, Yin Qingying simply gave a faint "hmm" and showed no extra expression on her face, but her heart was already churning with emotions.

What Chen Dong didn't know was that in Chiba Prefecture, Edo, when a man and a woman attended a fireworks festival together in the evening, it usually meant that they were already a couple, or that they both had feelings for someone else, but hadn't yet confessed their feelings.

Yin Qingying saw this explanation on the last page of the promotional brochure.

Therefore, during the subsequent meal, Chen Dong often saw Yin Qingying looking preoccupied, stopping chewing mid-eat, much like a water buffalo video Chen Dong had seen before.

The water buffalo inside would pause from time to time while grazing.

At 8 p.m., Chen Dong and Yin Qingying walked out of the hotel lobby and took a taxi to the venue for the fireworks festival.

The taxi driver was an elderly man with gray hair and a kind face. When he saw that Chen Dong and Yin Qingying's destination was a fireworks festival, he naturally mistook them for a couple.

Upon arriving at their destination, the old man mysteriously pulled Chen Dong aside, opened the trunk, and handed Chen Dong a rose.

"This is……"

"It's free, no money required."

The old man had a kind smile on his face. Seeing that Chen Dong was hesitant to accept it, he simply stuffed the bright red roses into Chen Dong's hand.

"Welcome back to Japan again!"

The old man's accent was awkward, but at least it was understandable. Watching the yellow taxi disappear around the corner at the end of the street, Chen Dong looked at the fresh red rose in his hand and felt a little dumbfounded.

This old man is being a little too enthusiastic towards the passengers.

"What happened?"

Seeing Yin Qingying approach, Chen Dong took the opportunity to hand her the red roses he was holding.

"It's nothing, it's just that the old driver gave us a red rose, it seems like he thinks we're a couple."

"But today isn't a special holiday, so why are we giving roses?"

Chen Dong didn't take the misunderstanding to heart, and instead strode towards the bustling market with its neon-lit atmosphere not far away.

The bright red lanterns, the small shops, and the passersby dressed in kimonos and yukatas were all quite novel to Chen Dong.

After taking two steps, Chen Dong saw that Yin Qingying was still standing in the same spot, staring at the red rose in her hand for a long time without coming back to her senses, so he called out loudly.

"Sorry, Mr. Chen, I was a little distracted."

Yin Qingying jogged a few steps and came to Chen Dong's side, explaining in a low voice, but her gaze kept lingering between the red rose in her hand and Chen Dong's back.