The last stop in Otaru is Temiya Park, which is about two kilometers away from JR Otaru Station. Hayama Kazuto was originally going to take the bus, but Kato Megumi insisted on walking. After strolling slowly for nearly half an hour, the two arrived at Temiya Park. Cherry blossoms are one of Japan’s business cards. When people mention cherry blossoms, they will unconsciously associate them with Japan. Hokkaido is the last region in Japan for cherry blossoms to bloom, and now is the flowering season. When I arrived in Sapporo yesterday, I saw many cherry trees still in bloom. However, cherry blossom trees are not common in Otaru. There are only a few places where you can see large areas of cherry blossoms in full bloom, and Temiya Park is one of them. The cherry blossoms in the park are not the pink that everyone talks about, but are closer to white. When the wind blows, the snow-white cherry blossoms dance, as if returning to late winter when goose feathers are flying. Kato Megumi stood under the cherry blossoms and slowly closed her eyes. She seemed to become one with nature. A few cherry blossoms fell on her hat, adding a touch of breathtaking beauty. "I heard that the speed at which cherry blossoms fall is five centimeters per second." Under the cherry tree, Kato Megumi's voice was clear and firm.
"Five centimeters per second?" Yushan Kazuto looked carefully at the falling petals. "That's not right!" Yushan Heren took out his mobile phone and turned on super frame sampling. "First of all, centimeters are a unit of length and cannot be used to describe speed." When it comes to this kind of logical error, Yushan Kazuto becomes excited. Maybe this is what a serious man is. Kato Megumi opened her eyes and looked at Yushan Kazuto "calmly". "The ten-second sampling is ready." Yushan Kazuto picked up the phone and checked it frame by frame. "Within ten seconds, ignoring the impact of rising air currents, the average vertical displacement of the cherry blossom petals with a complete trajectory is centimeters. In other words, the speed at which the cherry blossoms fall is centimeters per second!" Kato Megumi stared at Yushan Kazuto silently, without blinking, as if she was feeling a bit resentful. Yushan Heren scratched his head, not knowing what he had said wrong: "Let's go to the observation deck and take a look." [Kato's math is average, is she angry because I pointed out her mistakes?] …… After visiting Temiya Park, we returned to Jr Otaru Station and it was almost dusk. Without saying much, he took the things he had deposited and got on the tram. There were a few more people on the tram in the evening, but it was still relatively empty, and the two of them found a seat quickly. "By the way, it seems that Asari didn't go." Sitting in her seat, Kato Megumi said with a little regret. "Aren't we on the way to Chaoli now?" Yushan Heren smiled. It doesn't take long to get from Otaru to Asari, about twenty minutes. The sun was lower than when we first got on the bus, and the whole sky was dyed red. Where the sea and sky meet, a red fireball hangs low. The sea is dark and surging, while the sky is scarlet and shining with golden light. Kazuto Hayama and Megumi Kato sat on the embankment in Asari, gazing at the magnificent sunset.
The sea breeze blew on their faces, making their long black hair fly. Kato Megumi cleverly took off her hat in advance and held it in her arms. The two of them sat there quietly, watching the sun that burned the sky and boiled the sea being swallowed up by the sea step by step, and finally disappearing completely, leaving only a streak of golden color on the sea surface, before they came to their senses. I don’t know when, the two of them got very close, so close that they could feel each other’s body temperature. The sea breeze made Kato Megumi's body feel a little cold, but Yushan Kazuto's body was burning hot. "Is it cold?" asked Yushan Kazuto. "Well, a little bit, but I'll be fine after going back to soak in the hot spring." Kato Megumi put on her hat and said calmly. "Then, let's go." For some unknown reason, when Yushan Kazuto stood up, he actually held Kato Megumi's hand. Although he reacted in just a moment and quickly let go of her hand, the electric shock feeling still made his face turn red. Just as Yushan Kazuto was about to apologize, he noticed that there was something strange on Kato Megumi's face. It was late at night and he couldn't see it clearly, but he could vaguely make out that it was a little powdery. "Let's go." A slightly cool hand hung on Yushan Kazuto's palm. Chapter 79 Three-Day Invitational Tournament Sora Torii Ryokan, premium Japanese-style suite. Eriri and Toumori Sanae had just climbed up from the tatami. "Ha~ It's not even dawn yet. I thought I had been sleeping for an era of death." Touma Sanae yawned and walked out of the room wearing a nightcap. Ying Lili had just woken up and was sitting in the living room with a dazed expression. She took out her cell phone and checked the time: "It's already half past six and it's still dark. Does it get light so late in Hokkaido?" Suddenly, the two seemed to react and looked at each other... "Ying Ping Ping!" “Winter melon seedlings!” The two of them started yelling. Fortunately, the sound insulation of the guest rooms in Sora Torii was good, otherwise, with the volume of their voices, the entire Sora Torii would have been in chaos. "Damn it! Winter melon seedling! If you hadn't insisted on me studying the Dark Bible with you last night, there's no way I would have slept so late!" Last night, the two arrived at the Sora Torii at one in the morning. After packing up their things, having a midnight snack, and soaking in the hot spring, it was already three in the morning. Eriri originally wanted to sleep, but Touma Sanae took out the "Dark Bible" and insisted on studying it with Eriri. Studying the Dark Bible for at least an hour every day was Sanae Toumori's unshakable homework. The two of them studied like this until four o'clock, and only then did they lie down on the bed when they were too sleepy to open their eyes. "Idiot Ying Pingping! If you hadn't missed your flight, we would have been here a long time ago, death!" When she heard Eriri's complaint, Toumori Sanae got angry. She could have arrived in Sapporo at eight o'clock at the latest, and taken the shuttle bus at the Sky Torii Gate, she would have arrived at the hotel before nine o'clock, but it was delayed until one o'clock in the morning! "It's all the fault of the idiot Ying Pingping! He could have arrived at the hotel at nine o'clock, but he took until one o'clock to arrive, death!"
"I haven't rested for more than 20 hours, so this sleep was particularly long. Now I've slept through the entire first day, and all the trips I originally planned were wasted! Death!" Toumori Sanae was so angry that her teeth were itching. Eriri was a little embarrassed by what she said: "No, no, no, no, didn't we just go to Otaru? I, I, we came to Hokkaido this time, and we were already very tired, why should we go out to play? Isn't it good to rest in a hot spring hotel for a few days and soak in the hot springs?" Ying Lili spoke more and more fluently. She really wasn't trying to make excuses on purpose. This was what she really felt. "Why not give me your ticket so that I can come to Hokkaido Death with the great devil Yushan!" Touma Sanae snorted. "Winter melon seedling! What did you say!" Ying Lili instantly got angry. "Idiot Ying Pingping, go wash up quickly, Thor's hammer is running low on energy, you need to replenish it with death!" Eriri glared at Toumori Sanae without saying anything. She hadn't eaten for more than ten hours and was a little hungry. …… Empty Torii gate, inner hall. "Mr. Nagasaki, this is my daughter Hinazuru Ai. I'm really sorry for disturbing you and for asking you, Mr. Nagasaki, to greet you in person." Hinazuru Akina knelt on the ground, and Hinazuru Ai also sat upright beside her. "This is Xiao Ai, what a lovely child!" Nagasaki Yatani laughed heartily. Although he is over sixty years old, he looks like he is only in his thirties when he laughs. "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Nagasaki. Xiao Ai, why don't you thank Grandpa Nagasaki quickly?" "Thank you, Grandpa Nagasaki." Hinazuru Ai said respectfully. "What a good boy." Nagasaki Yatani laughed. "By the way, Grandpa Nagasaki, I heard that the National Online Shogi League will hold a three-day invitational tournament at the Sora Torii. When exactly will it start?" Hinazuru's beloved ahoge moved, finally revealing the purpose of her coming here. "Does Xiao Ai like shogi too?" Nagasaki Aya looked at Hinazuru Ai with some expectation in his eyes. "Well, Xiao Ai likes shogi the most!" There was a gleam in Hinazuru Ai's eyes. "Then Xiao Ai'ai has finally come to the right place. An incredible master has come to this three-day invitational tournament!" …… Empty Torii, lobby. The lobby now is very different from when Yushan and Ren left in the morning. Twelve chessboards were neatly placed in the lobby, and more than twenty chess players in disguise were looking at each other, trying to figure out each other's identities. Kong Ginko, dressed in a sailor suit, stood in the middle of the lobby, no different from usual, and was the focus of everyone's attention. Kong Yinzi put the umbrella aside, looking a little unhappy. When the organizer invited her to participate in the competition, they didn't tell her to disguise herself. A boy dressed in black and wearing a large Tengu mask saw Kong Ginko, and there was a playful expression under the mask. He shook his sleeves and walked slowly towards Kong Ginko, his wooden clogs creaking as he stepped on the ancient wooden floor of Kong Torii. "Kong Yinzi, I didn't expect you to come too." The voice under the mask was a little hoarse, and the tone was full of teasing.
Kong Yinzi glanced at him coldly and ignored him. She could hear the playfulness in his tone. Seeing that Sora Ginko ignored him, the boy in the Tengu mask was not annoyed: "We are acquaintances, aren't you curious about my identity?" "I'm not interested in a guy like you who has bad intentions, hides his true colors, and uses a voice changer." Kong Yinzi said coldly. "That's really a pity!" The masked boy smiled. "There are several masters in this invitational tournament. I wanted to remind you of their identities to prevent you from making the same mistake and losing another 0. 4. But since you are unwilling to accept the good intention, I will not say anything more. " After saying that, the masked boy walked away as if nothing had happened, leaving Kong Yinzi standing there alone, as if struck by lightning. Kong Yinzi had lost many times by 0:4, but the only one that could be mentioned as shameful was that one! The other party's identity is obvious. He is the disciple of Western Poison Yokoo Xike and the youngest Dragon King in history - Kuzuryuu Yaichi! [Kujūryū Yaichi, why is he here? Isn't the National Online Shogi League Tournament for amateur players and ordinary players below the third dan? ] Kong Yinzi's expression was full of fear. She still remembered the indescribable feeling of frustration and powerlessness during that game. It is true that the participants of the National Online Shogi League Tournament are amateur players and ordinary players below the third dan level, but the three-day invitational tournament is not an official event and can only be regarded as an exhibition match. Among the twenty or so players who came this time, there are quite a few professional players. "It's so lively." Yushan Heren walked into the lobby with a strange expression on his face. He almost thought he had walked into the wrong place. "Is there going to be a shogi competition here?" Kato Megumi tilted her head. "I don't know, it looks like a masquerade." Yushan Heren glanced at the people in strange costumes and said. Hearing Yushan Heren's voice, Kong Yinzi looked over. "Hashan, Kato, why are you here?" Listing Remarks & Rewards After 170766 words and more than 40 days of long-distance running, this book has finally reached the moment of overcoming the difficulties. Actually, I reached the word count required for publication last week, but I had an exam last weekend, so I delayed it for another week. Friends who have been following the book will definitely know this. Can you tell me how it felt to write this book? One, happy. Second, tired. There is no need to explain how happy I am. It is just a simple feeling of happiness. I am happy to see that someone reads what I wrote. If you are tired, you will definitely complain a little. It’s not that writing is tiring. Writing 4,000 words a day is definitely not hard. It’s mainly because the environment in which I write is very tiring. To describe it briefly, I live at home now, but my parents don't let me write. They asked me to take the postgraduate entrance examination. After the preliminary examination, they asked me to take the engineer certificate examination. All my time is fully scheduled. The high-pressure environment is like a suffocating deep sea. I can only type late at night when I am curled up in bed or when my parents are not at home. However, my father is a lazy man who only goes to work one or two days a week, and often only for two or three hours. There is really not much time for me to type in peace. I don't like this environment.
But I had to accept it. The reason I accepted it is because I don’t have the ability to be independent. But even so, I insisted on updating twice a day, even on the two days of exams. The update time was also very fixed, 12:40 and 19:40. Except for the first chapter and two backend bugs that did not release in time, other updates were at fixed times. I don't want to brag about how responsible I am, but mainly because I see hope, a slim hope of breaking free from the cage. It’s been more than 40 days since the book was published, and it has received 2 million hits and over 11,000 collections. The results can only be considered average. I would also like to thank the editor, Cheng Da, for continuing to recommend the book despite the results. May good people live a peaceful life.