I really don't want to be reborn.

Why are you praying for a man to put on a white dress?!

There were so many things to complain about, he read them one by one, and while he was complaining, he also found them quite interesting. He turned to look at Shino and found her writing something on a wishing slip. He leaned over to take a look and almost burst out laughing.

"I pray I can become a boy... Are you serious?"

She silently hung up the prayer slip and nodded gently.

"The instructor once said that she regretted that I wasn't a boy."

"You can send her some beautiful photos of your girl and tell her that it's great to be a girl too."

Sinon said coldly, "She's dead."

His tone was cold, and his voice was very soft.

"..."

Her mood suddenly plummeted, and in an attempt to change the situation, Kousaka Kyosuke took the girl to a famous restaurant in Nagasaki that evening and treated her to a meal of takoyaki (a type of Japanese cuisine).

After the four-course platter and fish fillet were served, her mood seemed to improve.

However, after receiving an email, Shino's expression gradually turned serious.

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I pray I can become... a muscular man!

I'm praying I get lots and lots of razor blades today, so I can go out for some barbecue this afternoon to satisfy my cravings.

Chapter 42 Don't laugh, and don't laugh too hard.

Tableware cuisine is still quite familiar to Kyosuke Kousaka.

Because it's a fusion of Japanese, Chinese, and Dutch food cultures and customs, although it's now a famous local dish in Nagasaki, in his mind it's actually quite similar to Chinese food.

In Japanese restaurants, it's usually one person per meal, and you eat by yourself. The biggest difference with takofuku cuisine is that the way you eat is different.

This is great news for Shino, because she has a big appetite.

Yes, she doesn't usually eat snacks, but she eats two or three times as much at regular meals as her peers, and she likes meat and will eat any kind of meat.

"Sea bream from Goto, bluefin tuna from Nagasaki, and a sashimi platter made with yellowtail... I feel like treating you to a meal will wipe out my budget for this month."

"Um……"

The girl slowed down her eating, as if she suddenly had something on her mind.

Kyosuke called out worriedly, "Shino?"

"Hmm...it's nothing."

She looked up at him, then her gaze fell on a plate of golden-yellow balls: "What are these? Are they fried meatballs?"

"No, this is called a big bowl."

She picked up a golden ball: "Isn't it a meatball?"

"These are Dutch-style cheese balls, and they're even better with curry sauce. Give them a try."

Sinon ate one and thought it tasted so-so. When she opened her eyes, she suddenly saw a painting hanging on the opposite wall. She stared at it blankly, then turned to stare at Kousaka Kyosuke.

They looked like newborn animals, their eyes brimming with curiosity.

He was all too familiar with that look.

My younger sister was like that when she was little, always clinging to him, her voice sweet and innocent, asking all sorts of questions.

Perhaps thinking of his sister, Kyosuke's tone softened and became more gentle: "That painting tells the story of Su Dongpo and Kako no Boiled Vegetables..."

The Japanese dish called "kakuni" is similar to Dongpo pork in China, specifically the kind with skin and three layers of pork belly—which plays a crucial role as a main dish in Japanese cuisine.

I don’t know what Shino used to eat, but she seems to find all meat dishes quite delicious. After a satisfying meal, she walked out of the table and stared at the Turkish food next door, drooling with envy.

"Turkish...food? Is it a restaurant run by Turks?"

No, no, that's not true.

In Kosaka's understanding, Turkish food consists of three main ingredients, just like the tricolor flag, which is pronounced somewhat similarly to Turkey in Japanese.

"Let's go, let's go, there's even more delicious food. I'll take you to eat Chinese food tomorrow."

Not long after they returned to the hotel, Kyosuke Kosaka was dragged away by his male classmates to go to the hot springs. Since they were in Nagasaki in autumn, they couldn't miss the hot springs.

"You can enjoy the Hirado Onsen from the first and second floors, and you can also easily see the sea view. Ah, I wish I could live like this every day."

"By the way, did you guys see any special delicacies today, you all-knowing Kousaka-kun?"

Kyosuke soaked in the water to soothe his nerves.

The hot springs here are rich in iron, which oxidizes when it comes into contact with air, turning the water yellow or even brown.

This hot spring makes outsiders feel unsafe at all, and visually it's terrible.

"I'm not omniscient, I just know a little more."

He rubbed his temples and recalled for a moment: "Speaking of hidden gems, I do know of a salmon and oyakodon restaurant in Nagasaki. The fish and rice are cooked together, and topped with golden salmon roe. Mmm, the taste..."

"How was the taste?"

"Every grain bursts with flavor, every bite is pure bliss!"

I don't know which idiot suddenly spoke up: "Hearing Kosaka describe it like that, it sounds like a layer of shit is smeared on rice..."

"..."

How can you say such things in this tan hot spring?

Suddenly I can't look at salmon and oyako rice bowl the same way anymore.

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The second day's itinerary became more dispersed, consisting of club activities where students explored Nagasaki in groups.

The vice president of the literature department stood alone for less than a minute before several female classmates who had made plans to go shopping together approached him.

As a thriving commercial center in Japan, there are naturally many shopping malls, and even the roadsides are lined with street stalls, leaving no gaps. There are countless free markets and shopping malls.

(Specifically, it's similar to the commercial pedestrian street in Kaifeng City of Tianya Mingyue Dao.)

They first looked at the local specialties at Mengcaidu, planning to buy some before going back. Then they went to Qingfengtang and bought some fruit and cheese, eating as they walked. They also visited a pottery shop.

"There are even imitations of Qishan artifacts. If I were traveling alone, I would definitely buy one to take back and keep."

"Hey, Kousaka-kun likes this? You bought it and just left it there?"

"It would also be nice for my sister to use for flower arranging."

"Oh right, isn't Kousaka's little sister adorable? It's a shame I've never seen her in person."

Kyosuke smiled and said, "It's noon. Want to go eat?"

"OK--"

"I can cook a meal for you."

Confident Kyosuke led the girls to Pepper Kitchen, where all the food is served on a hot plate, kept at 80 degrees Celsius for half an hour, and guests can cook freely according to their own wishes.

"High-temperature roasting is the best. Let me think about what kind of meat I should make—hmm?"

Someone tugged at my clothes.

Turning around, I unsurprisingly saw the gluttonous Kasumigaoka family.

"You haven't shown up all morning, and now that it's lunchtime you can't resist anymore, huh?"

"Kyosuke! Meat!"

"Say my name properly, you brat."

Shino is very particular about meat: "Katsuobuchi!"

Still thinking about the Dongpo pork from last night, this guy waved his hand and said, "This isn't the place to cook that kind of thing. How about some barbecue?"

Shina fell silent and stood aside watching him.

Forty minutes later, she carried out a pot of roasted meat, then came back and forth, this time carrying a blue-haired little girl with an enormous appetite.

With her watching him like a hawk, the girls felt uncomfortable, so after lunch he apologized and said goodbye to them, then took Shino to the penguin aquarium.

Penguin Aquarium, Matsuyama-cho, Nagasaki City.

Even without going inside, you can tell it's a penguin aquarium because there's a prominent penguin head sculpture above the entrance. Kyosuke Kosaka is incredibly glad he didn't go to the turtle aquarium.

"It looks quite big, even though it's only two stories."

"Well, there are about 170 ducks in the whole aquarium. Which one do you like? I mean, this is the largest penguin aquarium in Japan. You have to see it."

Then Ms. Sinon fell in love with this place.

Indeed, she is now carrying something like feed, carefully and stealthily walking among the penguins.

This is also a unique feeding show at the aquarium. As long as you have food in your hand, many penguins will surround you, quacking away. It's so cute it's insane!

"You really like small animals?"

"Yes, I like it."

Her usually expressionless face blossomed with the purest smile.

The child gently lifted the corners of her mouth, smiling with a reserved yet beautiful air, as soft, clean, and gentle as spring snow about to melt.

He liked that smile very much—just the right amount of indifference, just the right amount of enthusiasm, just the right amount of naivety and clumsiness.

Ah... I'm truly defeated by such a smile.

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Thanks to his cool little businesses like Ling, Meizi, Meng Danai, and Mengjizhengyi.

I didn't sleep well last night, I'll write one chapter and then go to sleep.

One cucumber, two eggplants, two yuan and fifty cents... Even after returning from the market, I could still hear these noises.

Chapter Forty-Three: May Love Be Like the Sunset Glow, Growing Stronger as the Evening Passes By