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But he was soon stopped:

"No!"

Looking back, the girl was already sitting on the bed she had chosen. A hesitant expression crossed her face, but she gritted her teeth, bent down, and unzipped the suitcase, unfolding it.

"Two double rooms are too expensive. What a waste of money!"

Miss Ito is such a good child who is thrifty and manages the household well.

However, she was still quite concerned. From time to time, she would glance at the structure of the glass bathroom, and the blush on her face grew deeper and deeper.

Finally, he couldn't help but jump up and pushed Lin Sen, who hadn't had time to pack a change of clothes, out of the house, almost wanting to escape from here.

"Let's go out for a walk tonight!"

"Wait, Ito. Put on an extra coat."

"I...didn't bring any thick clothes."

"I have a few extra pieces in my box, use mine."

Aomori offers a slightly lower price point for dining. While there aren't many stellar specialties, it's known as a treasure trove of food. The ingredients themselves are high-quality, and with a little cooking, they're quite flavorful.

But apart from the food, there is really nothing to praise in the city.

The layout is similar to that of an ordinary small county town in the post-modern era. Even the spacing between buildings is so scattered that it gives people the feeling that the houses cannot even fill the urban area.

However, traveling is all about the atmosphere and the fun of walking together to new and unfamiliar places.

There were several tourists, including men, women, young and old, and their families, standing on the roadside. They finally picked a building with a Western style, stood in front of it, and squeezed under the street lights to take pictures.

"We've reached the northernmost tip of Honshu, Aomori!"

"So beautiful, Aomori."

A few cars sporadically passed by, their faces scorching dark. Judging from their directions, some were clearly headed for the Suan Tang Hot Springs in the far suburbs.

"Speaking of which, Ito, would you like to experience the hot springs?"

This question made the girl next to him shake her head violently.

"No! I don't like it."

Logically speaking, according to stereotypes, Japanese people should like hot springs.

Lin Sen was very curious about where the expression of resistance on Miss Ito's face came from.

I asked around and got an answer that made me laugh.

"When I was a kid, my grandma took me to a bathhouse once. My memory of that time is a little fuzzy. I just remember that when I entered, the room was full of people. Old ladies, aunties, all crammed together in a small pool." The girl opened her beautiful eyes in fear at the memory. "The deafening sound of water, sneezes, coughs, and laughter were everywhere. Then, there was a thick, soapy steam that rushed up, the smell was so overwhelming that it almost suffocated me..."

It is said that the girl was so scared that she started crying, turned around and ran away, and no matter how people called out, she could not be stopped.

Afterwards, old lady Ito Kazuko chased her granddaughter for two blocks before she found her granddaughter in a corner, squatting like a cat and wiping her tears.

Perhaps it was indeed a memory that brought back a shadow - after all, after that, Ito Nishika would always take a bath alone at home.

It's basically impossible to expect her to go to a hot spring with many people.

Lin Sen didn't think there was anything wrong with this—in fact, he didn't really like soaking in the same pool with others. So, even when he practiced swimming in his previous life, he would go during the off-season when there were fewer people.

It's not due to social anxiety or anything like that.

Everyone has different hygiene habits. With a pool full of people of all kinds, there's always the worry that someone might do something disgusting to a small public body of water.

In this regard, Lin Sen has always been quite mysophobic.

When I shared this view with Ms. Ito, I received a quick nod in response.

The two of them really have almost the same likes and dislikes, and have always had this in every aspect.

It has to be said that this is a gratifying conclusion.

But this relief did not last long, because soon after, Miss Ito was afraid to even enter the private bathroom.

"Woo..."

Standing at the door of the hotel room, the girl was holding her underwear rolled up in her coat.

He glanced at the glass bathroom in front of him, then turned his head to look at the young man sitting on the bed reading a book.

His face was red.

Like the Fuji apples, a specialty of the land beneath our feet.

"I..."

"How about I leave the room first?" Lin Sen suggested tactfully.

But the only response he got was the girl shaking her head.

"No need. I know that senior won't peek." Ito Xiguo's tone was firm.

"Ito overestimates my moral strength." Lin Sen complained.

"Senior has always been a good person with high principles." Ms. Ito took a deep breath. "I just... can't get over it in my heart."

"So I'd better go out and wait. When you're ready, open the door and call me." Lin Sen put down the book and stood up.

When he walked to the door and was about to pass by the girl, he was grabbed by the hand.

"That's not necessary. I've come up with a plan."

Then the young man was led back to the bed by his wrist and watched the girl take out a large towel from her suitcase.

Fold it into a rectangle, hold it over, and walk around behind him.

"Close your eyes." A girl's voice came from behind.

Lin Sen did as he was told. Then, he felt something covering his eyes—a folded towel acting as a makeshift eye mask, wrapped around his eyes.

"Is that how it works?"

"That's all. Senior, just sit still."

"can."

"But...this is not safe."

The girl lowered her voice.

Then, she said:

"Let's test it."

test?

This word obviously made people a little confused, but soon, Lin Sen subconsciously held his breath.

because--

There was a rustling sound in my ears, like clothes rubbing against my skin.

Then, there were two sounds of slippers stepping on the ground... It seemed like someone took turns lifting one foot and taking it off.

Then, the girl asked nervously:

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"Senior...did you see anything?"

"..."

?

What's this strange feeling of excitement?

And, your brain uncontrollably starts trying to fill in the image based on the sound?

So, just now, Ms. Ito was in front of me with a makeshift blindfold...

!

In order to prevent his mind from wandering any further, Lin Sen immediately dispelled the images that his consciousness involuntarily painted on the dark canvas in his mind.

Taking a deep breath to suppress any emotion, he shook his head.

"Can't see."

"Um..."

The girl in front of him hummed in relief. Then, in the quiet room, the sound of movement began to rustle.

until--

"Click."

The sudden sound of something being unfastened was like thunder piercing the sky, making people straighten their backs instantly.

"what?"

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run. Based on the knowledge you have, you can naturally think of what this thing is.

So, this is...

The blindfolded young man opened his mouth in amazement.

Then, I heard the girl's new question in a shy voice:

"What's wrong? Senior... did you see it?"

"No."

This answer was given without hesitation. However, Lin Sen's speech did not stop there.

"But this voice...Ito what are you doing?"

"To test the effectiveness of the blindfold. Now, what did you see, Senior?"

"Darkness."

"really?"

"Could it be fake?"

"Hmm..." The girl hummed doubtfully again, "But, Senior, your reaction just now..."

"I heard the sound. So, Ito, you now..." Lin Sen couldn't help but speak.

This sentence also made Miss Ito let out a small cry of surprise.

"Could it be that, senior, you can see what I look like now?" Her tone suddenly became nervous.

"Definitely not. But, I can definitely guess it from the sound."

"Guess what?"

"Ito you..."

"What's wrong with me?"

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Wow.

In other words, this kid really wasn't trying to tease people on purpose?

At least, even if I try my best to suppress it, I can't control my brain's self-completion.

The noises just now definitely sounded like—

The sound of changing clothes.

Moreover, it was replaced...

I couldn't think any further. But the girl kept asking:

"Did you really see anything?" Her voice became increasingly panicked. "Senior, tell me the truth..."

"I'm being honest. The eye mask works really well."

"Then why do you..."

"I told you it was a sound!" Lin Sen was completely anxious. "So can you please go take a shower quickly? I really can't see!"

After these words, the room fell into silence.