Chapter 264 The snow that has not yet fallen in Hokkaido

It's seven o'clock in the morning. If the journey is expected to take eleven hours, it will actually take about ten hours.

In other words, it would probably be around 5 p.m. when we arrived at the mountain village near Sapporo's Teine District.

In line with the principle of leaving early and returning early, Kitahara Hayato opened the car door and got in. Perhaps he didn't want to be fed dog food so early in the morning.

Natsume Naoki went around to the left and got directly into the passenger seat.

"Hey, no matter what, this shouldn't be your place, right?"

Kitahara Hayato joked while fastening his seat belt.

Natsume Naoki also smiled and replied: "What, you still plan to let Asai sit in the co-pilot?"

As he said that, he also buckled his seat belt and showed no intention of changing positions.

Asai said "Trouble" and got into the back seat, took out the blanket he had prepared and spread it next to it, and put the cat on the blanket.

Even though Meidian is sensible and won't jump up and down like other cats, cats will always shed their hair, which is a physiological fact that cannot be violated.

There is no such thing as a long-haired cat that still doesn’t shed.

Since you are troubling others, you can't be so shameless and think that you can just go all the way to trouble. It will make hair all over the seat, and Kitahara Hayato has to deal with it when he returns home after a tiring day.

Kitahara Hayato glanced at Asai in the back seat through the endoscope, and nudged Natsume Naoki with his elbow: "I mean, is it really okay to let a lady sit alone in the back? Besides, I have a habit when driving.

, I don’t really like looking at the rearview mirror, so..."

"So I understand your good intentions." Natsume Naoki smiled: "But it's hard to drive a long distance without someone to talk to. With your temperament, you will be bored to death."

"Besides, this semester is over, and the day I can see you ends today." He paused and continued: "But Asai and I will still be together for a long time. After we return, she will live with my dad.

At Mom's house, we get along day and night, and we see each other when we open our eyes and close our eyes. It's just that I reluctantly chatted with you for eleven hours today, so don't be too moved..."

"Get out of here! Look at your ugly face, your grin is almost reaching your ears!"

"Hey~ don't be so stingy, Hayato!"

"I'm really doing something wrong. I feel disgusted by asking this question..."

"Don't be sad, I made you a sandwich to eat on the way."

As soon as Natsume Naoki finished speaking, a small white hand stretched out between the two people's heads. It was Asai's hand.

In his hand he held an iron box with the lid opened.

With such a tacit understanding, Kitahara Hayato had to consider how long the two of them had been living together.

A week, or a month?

Natsume Naoki took it from her hand naturally, looked at the sandwich wrapped in dinner paper in the iron box and said, "The sandwich I gave you is all filled with peanut butter."

"Oh, for the sake of peanut butter, I won't pursue it." Kitahara Hayato grinned: "But I'm not hungry now, so I can find a service area on the highway to eat at noon."

From Tsurumaki Town, take the expressway and take Ikebukuro.

The streets of Ikebukuro are not as good as Shinjuku or Shibuya. There is no sense of random flowers and provocative things. What is left is only solemnity and hormones hidden in the gaps of the solemnity.

The high-rise buildings at the street entrance are either gray or white, and only a few billboards and logos add some vitality to Ikebukuro.

Instead of looking up at those dispensable things, it is better to focus on the girls on the street and the dazzling array of street shops.

The hustle and bustle of pedestrians is perhaps the most distinctive feature of Ikebukuro.

In the past, Akihabara and Shinjuku had the most beautiful girls, but now I think there are probably quite a few in Ikebukuro.

Heading north from Ikebukuro, you will soon be out of Tokyo.

Without those high-rise buildings in sight, the autumn sky was clear in the fields. He opened the car window slightly and felt the breeze blowing in. Asai tilted his head and looked out the window.

"Meow~"

Meizhuo stretched out beside her legs, let out a lazily cry and lowered her head.

Eleven hours is not a long time for a cat. It waits for two people to come home every day, which is about the same time.

All you need to do is close your eyes and get some sleep. If you feel energetic at night, you can dance while humans are asleep.

Occasionally, two boys were heard chatting in the front seat, talking about the plot of the latest Conan movie to Kamen Rider. Occasionally, there were a few bursts of laughter, but Asai couldn't accurately grasp the point of the laughter.

But we can also understand that there are always some funny things between friends that others cannot understand. This is a testimony of long-term friendship.

Even though he couldn't tell what was funny, Asai still had some relief on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

She gently stroked her sister's hair, from beginning to end.

There is a beautiful scenery outside the window, with the person I like sitting in front of me, holding a sleeping cat in my arms.

This doesn't feel bad.

When I came to Tokyo, I was alone, wearing a maid uniform and carrying two huge suitcases. I walked into a foreign country and became a stranger. It took me half a year to find a home in a two-story building next to the Kanda River.

Now embarking on a journey back to his hometown, Asai still feels that his home is Tsurumaki Town in Shinjuku, Tokyo.

After all, there are no relatives or home in Hokkaido.

Therefore, from Asai's point of view, this trip back to Hokkaido is not so much a return to his hometown to spend a holiday, but rather the image of a newlywed couple spending their honeymoon returning to their parents' home to visit relatives.

I found a highway station and ate my sandwich. The further north I went, the colder it got.

Especially when he officially set foot on the land of Hokkaido on the way to Sapporo, Kitahara Hayato felt that his toes started to get cold and gradually became numb when he stepped on the accelerator.

"Let me see how long it will be..." While waiting for the stop at the Sapporo Expressway Toll Station, Kitahara Hayato took out his mobile phone to look at the navigation, and the hot breath he exhaled was clearly visible.

"Why is it still such a long way away?" He frowned, "Haven't we already entered Sapporo?"

"My home is at the foot of Teine Mountain. The westernmost part of Teine District in Sapporo is close to Otaru City. It faces the sea to the north and Mt. Tengu to the south." Natsume Naoki took a blanket and covered Kitahara Hayato's legs: "So we still have to go through Sapporo.

...The further you go over there, the colder it gets.”

"Then how long until I can see snow?"

Kitahara Hayato paid the smiling toll collector and suddenly asked.

"What snow?"

"Think about it, Hokkaido! Isn't that the country of snow? I've seen the video, standing at the entrance of the mountain village and looking in, there are white flowers, and there is thick snow on all the roofs, like a snow-top coffee

The milk cover!”

Kitahara Hayato looks very excited. He now feels that the white breath he exhales is the finish line of the three-thousand-meter race at the sports meeting... There is only a sprint left before he can see the snow.

Natsume Naoki thought for a while, and then suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is how orthodox Tokyoites understand Hokkaido!

So he looked like "You, a city man, are going to be disappointed" and patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Then you may have to go to a ski resort or the northernmost mountain... It doesn't snow in Sapporo this month.

of."

"It won't snow?!" His voice rose a few degrees.

"Hokkaido is not the Arctic. How can it snow all year round?" Naoki Natsume shook his head: "It's just cold now, and it's surprisingly cold. Maybe if it rains, the freezing rain will be more likely to turn into fine snow... But

You definitely won’t be able to see it today.”

"why is it like this!"

For the rest of the way, Kitahara Hayato looked very depressed, talking absent-mindedly, and had no energy to talk about anything.

Anyway, the other two people in the car couldn't understand the mood of this Kanto native at all.

After all, they are natives of Hokkaido. Asai and Natsume Naoki have no sense of being so frustrated when they can't see snow.

As for the cat?

What does a kitten know? It can only sleep.

After about another two hours, there were only bare trees and hard-looking mountain soil left around the road.

After passing the last big steep slope, what comes into view is a small mountain village surrounded by a bay at the foot of the mountain.

From a distance, there are only houses without people, and the scattered houses are not neat and tidy, making them look a bit desolate.

Natsume Naoki looked at the village he had not seen for several years and felt that nothing had changed.

Except that a certain household at the entrance of the village seemed to have renovated its wall, and a certain road had a new concrete pier, it was almost the same as the hometown that was fabricated based on memory in dreams every day.

"Asai, we are home."

Natsume Naoki whispered, and when he looked back, he saw Asai looking out the window.

She has a beautiful profile and is holding a cat in her arms, feeling peaceful and peaceful.

The snow that has not yet fallen in Hokkaido is reflected in her eyes.
Chapter completed!