"You wouldn't be thinking of..."

Hattori Heiji smiled confidently: "On our way here, didn't we see a bamboo forest nearby? There was a sign there advertising various handmade bamboo crafts for sale. I'll go over there now and ask the craftsman there to help me choose two bamboos that are about the same thickness and length. After polishing off the burrs a little, it should be no problem to make the simplest bamboo sword. That should be enough for sparring."

After he finished speaking, he excitedly ran out of the room.

"Hey! Heiji!" Kazuha Toyama suddenly stood up and called out to him.

Hattori Heiji looked at her, puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"...!" Kazuha Toyama glared at him fiercely, stomped her foot hard, and strode forward with a very dissatisfied expression: "I'll go with you!"

"Huh? Just now, Ye and I were saying that the sun was too strong outside and we needed to rest in the hotel for a while and enjoy the air conditioning."

"That was just now, I've changed my mind! Is that not allowed?!"

"Row……"

"Then let's go quickly!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Inside the luxurious suite where Yuan Qianye and the others were staying.

"Guest, this is the air conditioner control panel, the humidifier is over here, and the remote controls for all the appliances in the room are stored in the drawer of this coffee table."

The sofa next to me is equipped with multiple massage functions. You can try it out; it's very effective at relieving travel fatigue.

In addition, our hotel's private beach offers professional scuba diving experiences, complete with equipment and instructors. If you are interested, you can easily book through our front desk shop..."

"Pfft!"

As the female server in a kimono was explaining the room's facilities, services, and nearby attractions to Yuan Qianye and his group in detail, Yuan Qianye couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The waiter politely remained silent for the moment, and Yukino looked over, puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something happy, don't worry about me."

I just watched a funny little interaction.

Yuan Qianye turned his back, opened the French doors, and silently walked out into the corridor to admire the courtyard scenery outside the room.

Yukino looked away and said to the waiter, "He's always like this, please continue."

Feeling slightly uncomfortable with Yukino's protagonist-like remarks, Utaha looked at Yukino, and Saeko, standing beside her, quietly took her hand.

Shi Yu didn't say anything, silently withdrew her hand and went into the courtyard.

The waiter bowed slightly and continued, "Okay, sir, our meals are mainly offered in three ways: à la carte options in the public restaurant, a buffet that is open at set times, and room service that can be delivered to your room."

A la carte service is available 24 hours a day, and the opening hours of the buffet are detailed on page two of this guestbook.

In addition, if you continue scrolling, you can also see the chef's recommended signature dishes, as well as other additional services such as SPA and tea ceremony experiences.

Regarding the selection of hot springs, our establishment offers a variety of options, including indoor, outdoor, and private hot springs that require reservations…

The suite that Chiya Minamoto booked this time is one of the top-tier options in this upscale hotel, with a staggering daily rate of over 700,000 yen.

Therefore, it was a world of difference compared to the two rather simple budget single rooms that Hattori Heiji and his companions had booked, each less than twenty square meters in size.

After all, there was really no other way. After becoming famous through various competitions and publishing books, he started to have various sources of income outside, so it can't be said that he has achieved financial freedom.

At his age, he doesn't need to worry about supporting his parents, the fixed expenses of his assets, or the cost of raising his children. In addition, he has an upright character who is sworn to gambling and drugs, and he only likes to exercise with his female companions. His lifestyle is exceptionally healthy, and he doesn't spend money recklessly. Therefore, his current rate of making money is far higher than his rate of spending money.

For him now, as long as he has enough money to meet his needs, he can't possibly spend it all.

Therefore, having finally managed to get out of the house, he naturally went all out in terms of the emotional experience.

Judging from Hattori Heiji's daily conversations and the brands he chooses to wear, he is clearly from a wealthy family.

However, since they don't have their own income like Yuan Qianye, the money they spend on going out to play is probably sponsored by their families, so they naturally can't be as carefree as him.

Let's return to the suite itself.

Compared to the hotel where Eriri treated everyone to dinner last time, this hotel is clearly more luxurious.

The traditional Japanese-style interior space is clearly full of thoughtful details. It is not ostentatious, but it makes people feel exceptionally high-end and enjoy being in it.

Although there is no private hot spring outdoors, the dry landscape garden in the courtyard is arranged in an extremely elegant manner.

White sand, moss, scenic stones, and perfectly placed greenery combine to create a Zen-like landscape that is refreshing and invigorating. Just sitting here and admiring it feels worth the hefty price tag.

Indeed, when you travel, the extra money you spend translates into a greater enjoyment.

Although this suite is a single unit, it resembles the horizontal layout of the Chinese character "目" when viewed from top to bottom. It is cleverly divided in the middle by two fully sliding Japanese-style sliding doors, forming three relatively independent yet interconnected spaces.

Therefore, you don't need to worry about privacy issues when resting at night.

Yuan Qianye has a room all to herself, while the remaining five girls can discuss how to allocate the other two rooms.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After explaining the various aspects of the hotel to the VIP guests, the waiter bowed respectfully and withdrew.

In the absence of outsiders, they were finally able to relax a little.

The luggage was left casually in a corner for the time being, with no rush to pack it.

There is a more pressing issue that needs to be addressed right now.

"I'm hungry," Rikka said, rubbing her stomach.

Although she ate the meals provided on the train at noon, the portions were rather small and the taste was just average, which was really not enough to satisfy Rikka's appetite.

"Um, me too," Eriri chimed in, a little embarrassed.

Saeko took out her phone and checked the time; it was already 2:41 PM.

It's still a long time before dinner, so it's really not appropriate to force yourself to wait or just have some snacks to tide you over.

She turned her gaze to Yukino, seeking her opinion with her eyes.

Yukino felt her gaze, thought for a moment, and nodded slightly in agreement.

Seeing this, Saeko no longer hesitated and made the decision: "In that case, let's go eat first."

Rikka excitedly shouted "Yay!" and, holding Eriri's hand with her left and Yukino's hand with her right, she took off running: "Let's go to the restaurant and grab a seat!"

Watching them leave in a hurry, Saeko smiled, stretched a little, and went to the courtyard to call Chiyo and Shiho to follow them.

"Okay, the staff just said the restaurant is open 24 hours, so there's no need to rush."

In the corridor, Yukino finally managed to restrain the overly excited Rikka, calming her down and getting her to walk at a normal pace.

“Exactly.” Eriri also calmed down and tidied her slightly messy bangs. “Rikka is always like a child. Anyway, the food is right here and can’t run away.”

"Eri, you dare to talk back to me? Just now, when the shop assistant was introducing the local specialty seafood, my mouth opened unconsciously, just like mine, and I almost drooled!"

"I didn't!"

"Yes! If Yukino hadn't gently nudged you to remind you, you would have made a complete fool of yourself!"

"I don't!"

"Look at you, getting impatient again. Eriri always becomes so easy to understand when her innermost thoughts are revealed!"

"You wretched Rikka! You forced me to do this!"

Eriri stopped arguing with Rikka and charged at her with bared teeth and claws the next moment.

Rikka, of course, wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die; she smiled quite happily and ran straight ahead.

"You two!"

Yukino tried to stop them, but the two had already run far away at full speed, and she couldn't catch them at all.

She sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

Forget it, I don't care anymore...

Rikka was running away laughing and joking, and she even had time to look back to see if Eriri had caught up. Just then, someone suddenly walked over from around the corner.

Eriri, who was behind, wanted to warn them, but it was too late.

"boom--"

A muffled thud was followed by a short, sharp cry of pain from a woman.

A slender woman was bumped into by Rikka.

She looked frail and looked like she was about to lose her balance and fall.

Fortunately, there were other people around her who reached out and helped her in time.

"Hey, can't you watch where you're going?" the man who helped her shouted.

Another woman in the group chimed in with a stern look, "Exactly, they have no manners at all. Where are their parents?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, are you alright?" Rikka felt extremely apologetic for this unexpected situation!

Eriri and Yukino, who caught up later, realized they were in the wrong and quickly pressed her head down, sincerely apologizing to her.

"Is saying sorry enough? If it is..."

"Never mind, I'm fine."

The woman who was hit then spoke up to stop the man from continuing his scolding.

She steadied herself and took a deep breath, as if to calm the shock of that moment.

Then she stepped forward, not looking at Eriri and Yukino who were apologizing with her, but instead focusing her gaze on Rikka, who was so frightened that tears were welling up in her eyes.

Instead of scolding her, she gently raised her hand and touched Rikka's lowered head.

Her fingers were a little cold. Rikka trembled slightly and timidly raised her teary eyes to look at her.

The woman's face was pale and bloodless, but her eyes were not sharp; instead, they held a calmness as if she had seen through the ways of the world.

She looked at Rikka, her voice soft yet clear enough to reach everyone's ears.

"A reckless life...you never know when an accident might happen, hurting others and yourself, just like now, so you must be careful in the future."

Rikka stared at her blankly. Although she couldn't fully understand the deeper meaning in her words, she clearly felt the sincere concern and faint sadness.

Rikka was deeply moved and felt extremely guilty. She nodded vigorously, "Yes, I will be more careful in the future! I'm really sorry!"

The woman smiled, said nothing more, and left with her companion.

Yuan Qianye, who was a few steps behind them, appeared in the corridor just in time to see the scene of the conflict being resolved and the other party leaving.

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