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"It's OK."

Taking advantage of the break in the conversation, Lin Sen quietly paid the full amount when checking out.

Then, he took the invoice from the clerk and held it in his hand.

The sharp-eyed little angel immediately saw it, stared at it with wide eyes, and leaned forward to ask for the bill.

"Didn't I tell you... why did you still pay it off without permission, Senior?"

"When did I agree to let Ito pay?"

"No...Give me the invoice, I'll take a look."

"You didn't even eat a few bites. This meal is like me eating alone. Don't worry about it."

"Give it to me, give it to me!"

Miss Ito jumped and tried to grab Lin Sen's wrist holding the invoice. She tried her best to reach it, but she could not reach Lin Sen's raised right arm.

This playful incident drew the attention of everyone in the restaurant. Several older diners glanced over, offering calm yet ambiguous smiles.

There were also young diners staring over, including some couples. One girl even pointed at her boyfriend by his shirt, appearing even more excited than the two people involved.

Even the children who were eating with their parents put down their chopsticks, opened their eyes with curiosity, and looked over along with the adults.

The female clerk who had just paid at the cashier's counter couldn't stop laughing, covering her mouth with her hands. She couldn't help but give him a compliment:

"You two are so loving."

"E-Eu-Ai?"

This sentence made Miss Ito, who was so anxious that she became a little childish, react.

Looking around, I suddenly realized that I and the people around me had suddenly become the big stars in the store.

Never been looked at like this before——

The girl was stunned. Then, she became shy, her cheeks flushed, and she subconsciously hugged the person next to her, as if to use his body to block some gazes.

Then, she hugged his arm tightly, which he had finally let go of, and shrank back a little.

Seeing this, several young girls in the store held up their cheeks.

“So cute, so cute!”

"What an interesting sister!"

The cashier, however, was very quick-witted. She quickly winked at Lin Sen, then glanced at the girl next to her who refused to glance at anyone in public.

"I don't know you two. Is this your first time in Morioka?"

"Yes, from Tokyo. Waiting for the evening bus to Aomori, preparing to cross north to Hokkaido."

"I see. In other words, you two are free this afternoon."

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"Yes."

"Would you like to visit Morioka Castle? I'd like to recommend a few landmarks to you two."

"OK thanks."

The enthusiastic female clerk quickly gave Lin Sen a few addresses to write down, and then she discussed with her colleagues who were amused by the cute appearance of a girl, and then brought two bottles of apple juice.

"This is our local brand. You can't buy it in Tokyo! It's for you! Have fun!"

It's hard to refuse someone who is so enthusiastic.

He turned around and pulled the girl, who had become a hand pendant, out of the store.

"senior..."

Her face was still red as she leaned forward, and she tilted her head back to stare at me.

"how?"

"Show me the invoice."

"Don't mention this again."

Lin Sen took the invoice in his fist with his other hand and stuffed it into the trash can nearby.

"I'm treating you today."

"It's really too expensive. I calculated it and it cost over 10,000 yen..."

Seriously, he's still counting. He started counting right from the moment he entered the store.

Are you afraid that I'll spend too much money?

Logically speaking, given the character of most Japanese urban women at that time, this kind of free food and drink was almost a matter of course.

I mean, this kid is really too kind.

Lin Sen glanced at the girl unhappily.

"When traveling with your partner, it doesn't make sense for them to pay for food and drinks."

"Eh?"

"You said it yourself."

Lin Sen raised his right fist, and inside it was the girl's small hand that had come in at some point.

As the girl looked up blankly, he said directly:

"At this moment...we are lovers."

Chapter 35: More tacit understanding

Passing through the tunnels that cross the county border, you will reach Aomori.

Under the evening sky, only the roar of the engine is the most noticeable sound.

Finally, the train stopped in front of the platform in Aomori City.

Aomori, a tourist destination. Areas that can be given this name generally fall into two categories.

First, this place is rich enough to have the spare capacity to snatch the natural scenery from the hands of industry and provide it for its residents to live and work.

The second reason is that, during a period of rapid development, there was no ability to traverse the peaks and remove the greenery to develop the hilly areas where the mountains and rivers extended. As a result, they had to settle for the next best thing and find a casual and elegant name to give themselves.

Unfortunately, Aomori Prefecture and its namesake prefectural capital, Aomori City, fall into the latter category.

A decade or so ago, this prefecture was a major labor force supplier in Japan, which is a nice way of putting it. But to put it more realistically, starting in the 1960s, young people here have been constantly fleeing to the more developed areas in the interior of Honshu.

I would rather go to another city to work than stay.

Even into the next century, it was still considered a backward region. Its pristine nature and sparse population made Aomori the setting for many postmodern legends, the source material for numerous ghost movies, and the site of various horrific and brutal crimes.

This place seems to be a collection of stereotypes. So much so that everyone who sets foot on this land may have different feelings.

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For example, a certain flamingo might stand at attention and ask, "Is this where Mr. Dazai was born?"

A female singer might be so impatient to reach a certain destination that she loses interest in this area. "How long until I get to Hokkaido? I want to go to Sapporo and see my idol's hometown!"

But the person accompanying Lin Sen was Miss Ito.

So, as soon as I got off the train, I felt a warm, shivering body coming up from behind me, and then I reached out and put my hand into my shirt pocket.

"Hiss, it's so cold..."

"Oh no, I should have brought some outerwear when I came here."

Cold summer.

This is probably a phenomenon unique to the Aomori area.

It is well known in geography and physics that due to the huge specific heat capacity of water, the ocean responds to temperature changes much slower than the land.

Therefore, in this June when the low-latitude inland Honshu has gradually warmed up, the high-latitude northeastern region of Japan is still troubled by cold currents from the ocean from time to time.

In ancient times, this would bring famine, devastating the country and leaving countless people starving.

In modern times, although it is not so terrible, it may also bring some unacceptable consequences.

That is, a cold.

"Woo... sneeze!"

"Wow. No no no. That's a little scary."

Lin Sen quickly took off his only shirt and gave it to the girl who was only wearing one piece of clothing.

He had indeed been a bit negligent. He vaguely remembered that when he was reborn, he discovered that there was a cold spring this year.

In a year with generally low temperatures, the northern coastal areas naturally have the right to not give summer much face.

It seems that when I was hastily preparing things before leaving, I was fooled by my inertial thinking.

Lin Sen felt a little distressed when he saw the girl in the shirt curled up.

Ms. Ito usually wore loose clothing, but at this moment, that habit wasn't very pleasant. At the very least, it was clear that she was feeling very uncomfortable from the cold.

It's so pitiful. Especially those hands clenched in front of their chests, they must be freezing.

Lin Sen was originally hesitant, wondering if it would be inappropriate to do something in public.

But, at this point, it seems I can’t think too much about it.

So, after escaping into a slightly warmer building together, the young man immediately stopped at the crowd diversion point and grabbed the girl's hands.

As expected, it was ice cold.

Fortunately, men of this age have stronger heat production ability, which makes someone's palm a heat source like a stove.

He closed his palms and half-held her hands, trying his best to convey some warmth.

This action surprised Ito Nishigo. When he looked up, he noticed his serious expression.

However, since the hands have already touched, that means—

The next second, the girl took a small leap and crashed into the arms of the person in front of her.

So that he and his shirt together form a circle around himself.

"..."

In silence, my heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Ito Nishigo tilted his head so that his side could touch his chest, and then he breathed deeply and peacefully.

I could smell the shampoo I used last night. But beyond that, there was a faint...

The girl couldn't help but squint her eyes, and in a daze, she felt a little hot all over.

Perhaps thanks to this reaction, the cold was soon dispelled and the whole body warmed up.

Ms. Ito hummed softly, like a cat whose vocal cords tremble in close proximity. It was clear that her cold had eased somewhat.

Lin Sen was very happy about this.

However, there is a price to pay.

Passersby around cast their glances one after another - obviously, they regarded this scene as a girlfriend acting coquettishly to her boyfriend to warm him up.

Some extroverted busybodies took the initiative to look at Lin Sen and gave him an ambiguous smile.

Most of the spectators were more reserved. Many of them would just glance at the scene and walk away with a smile, or turn around and chat with their companions for a while.

It seems that this man and woman cannot get rid of the appearance relationship between the lovers.

However, most of the time during this trip, we were showing off this relationship. Gradually, we got used to it. Naturally, there was almost no awkwardness at all.

Lin Sen had always been thick-skinned. Judging from Miss Ito's reaction, perhaps because she was afraid of the cold, she was gradually becoming less shy.

He pushed his suitcase over and handed the shirt back, then ran behind him, put his arms around him from behind, and in the same posture, put his hands into the pockets of the shirt that was put back on Lin Sen.

"Let's go, Senior, it won't be cold this way."

It seems like a good way to keep warm, but——

A little too intimate.