Devil Teacher

1.

Sapporo reminds me of a sign.

NIKKA whiskey.

The father of Japanese whisky, NIKKA, has been a landmark at the Skino crossing for decades.

With the whisky brand sign in the most prominent spot on the scrambled crossing, it would be easy to figure out what this street was made for.

Fancy dressed women walking shotgun steps on barbee heels where they're going, patrons catching pedestrians, and drunkards in a corner of the street.

Dozens of wind speeds per block make this entire street look like a boiling whisky refinery that gathers human desires.

The eunuch also has a rare guardian.

I'll make it cheap. I'll go play.

I try to take him to his shop using even a short English that I can't understand in easy Japanese.

Even though she's next door.

"It's okay."

You can understand what you're saying and answer it, but flexibility is important.

The Japanese language plays a bad tourist and gets out in the rain.

Eugene also walks the streets of the night, holding her hand tight.

"Sam, where are we going?"

"Well, in about an hour, I'll be handing over my rental car and heading straight to my place. In the meantime, how about a quick meal?"

"Yes! Okay. But what's so famous about Hokkaido?"

Hokkaido, famous for its food and specialties, could not be said to be as casual as Hokkaido.

However, Ramen Street, which was noted when investigating nearby data, was trampled on.

Hokkaido, though, is particularly famous for its microramen.

I didn't even go near it, but the smell and aroma of a fragrant smile that supports various vegetables, including chicken broth and pork broth, resonate with freshness.

"How's that?"

"I love it all! I love that Ramen!"

Ramen alleyways, with only ramen shops on both sides, were crowded with all sorts of crowds, from workmen to tourists, to solve late evenings.

However, if the alley is cramped or eugenic, three people and two people will be able to walk side-by-side and completely block the way.

Careful not to bump into people, Eugene pretended and pointed to the shop that looked shabbiest.

"According to my tasting radar, this place smells like an aid ramen house."

"What's the reason?"

"You see this? This shabby sign. At least 60 years old."

"By the way, it was 1971 that this alley was created."

"Ew! How do you know that?"

"I did all the research. Ma'am."

Go into the store with a fabulous playground.

I noticed that I was carrying two large carriers, but thankfully a good host, Mam, was able to squeeze his ass into a cramped table.

I simply ordered two smiles.

The host spoke Japanese and tried to explain the menu in a fancy way, but all he could understand was' lethal ',' mischievous' and 'pork'.

Fortunately, she noticed that her explanation was meaningless with a vague expression. She smiled and shouted at the kitchen.

Eugene looked at the company member who was sleeping next to him and swallowed his saliva.

"Sam, I just felt like I was really hungry. As soon as I smell it, I'm hungry and I'm sick. You know what this feels like, right?"

"Yeah, I told you to, so I'll be right out. Ramen won't take long, will he?"

However, the weather is chilly outside, and I can't wait to warm my insides.

I haven't waited 10 minutes, but I've already got a lasagna.

Hukkaido Smile Ramen has several features.

Naturally, this house smells of soup with a smiley base, so I think I used pig bones to make the broth.

Roasted pork instead of tortuous cotton and charcoal.

Slightly cooked hosts and menthols on fire.

It is a lard (animal oil) that covers like a coating on top of soup.

It will be harder to make tasteless ramen from these materials.

Eugene clapped a pair of seals, and as soon as Eugene lifted his chopsticks, he moved the burinake ragon to his mouth.

"Don't eat too much because I'm giving you dinner in Ryokan."

"It's okay, I eat a lot too."

That's not true.

Living with Eugene, Eugene was most surprised by her meals.

When we were eating together outside, Eugene, who was breaking up, showed his true colors and ate every meal because he ate about two servings of adult male food.

Yuan first tasted soup with a ladle-like spoon.

It's heavy.

The flavour that sticks to pig oil.

It warms the stomach with a cold, salty, smiling soup, with a distinctive touch coated with lard from the mouth to the esophagus.

The scent of the garlic and host, which was not excessive, was balancing with the greasy taste that could be felt.

It smelled of meat and smiles in the air and the freshness of vegetables in the air.

Besides, what about cotton feet and braids?

When lifted up with chopsticks, the oil buries and the yellow glittering cotton feet are incredibly soft and tangy even if they have just been picked out.

With Menma and the host made of natural stone, the palate was admired for a long time.

It's my favorite meal, given that I was cold and hungry.

It looks like Baby Jin's restaurant radar did a great job.

"What do you think? Tastes good?"

"Eugene, you are the best."

Eugene liked to clap his hands in the action of Eugene, who raised his thumb.

What if the store you asked me to go in doesn't fit your mouth? I think I was worried about myself...

Less than five minutes later, the eunuchs, who wiped out all the cotton, added a mourning and finished pouring the soup.

It's a little sad.

I wanted to have a bottle of beer with you later, not just for driving.

Not a bottle of soup, but about three bottles of soup.

Drinking was not a big deal, but when I borrowed a rental car, I smelled of alcohol and was an NGO.

Eugene has suggested that he has never seen a eucalyptus again.

"Can I have mine?"

"No, I'll go eat ryokan."

Eugene asks a question he didn't ask because he was eating ramen earlier.

"Sam, what's Ryokan?"

"The inn is in Japanese."

"Ying, isn't the hotel better than the inn?"

"In my country, the inn is a cheap accommodation, and in Japan, Ryokan is a very luxurious accommodation. You'd be impressed if you went, too."

"Aha, I see. More knowledge!"

Basically, Ryokan offers hot spring access and breakfast and dinner, so wherever there is some assortment, it receives a minimum of 300,000 won.

Seven to eighty thousand won is a Ryokan horse. It's no big difference from a motel.

And Yuchan chose the nicest inn in the village of Jozankey Hot Springs.

It was a reservation the day before, so I was glad the room was empty.

Eugene left the store waiting for the bowl to be emptied clean.

Both of them were hungry for their empty stomach, but they couldn't afford to do anything else.

Immediately after stopping at the car rental center, the employee checked the Korean and international licenses given by Yoochan and entered into a contract written in Korean and Japanese at the same time.

It looks like the rental car is as nationally appropriate as it needs to be 100% Hukkaido.

24/7 for 24,000 yen.

Fill it with gasoline and return it.

Responsible for damaged material.

Signed and handed over car keys in other matters, etc.

Eugene gazes at the eucalyptus side of the eucalyptus, like a sack of barley. He looks at the eucalyptus side of the eucalyptus.

"But when did you get your Japanese license?"

"It's not a Japanese license, it's an international license."

"Oh! I don't know what it is, but it's kind of cool."

It was prepared by Yuan when he studied in the United States.

I had nothing to use until now, but I felt proud because I had room for this.

The car was equipped with snow tires because it was a hokkaido with a lot of snow and ice sheets in winter.

If you can't handle this, even the Snow Chain you gave me will get into the car.

Eugene glances at Eugene as if he is curious as he sits on the right seat and grabs the handle.

I went to the inn to stay with him for a while while, exchanging some pretty jokes.

2.

The surroundings became incredibly dark as I walked out of town into the mountain path.

When I saw the shape of the snowflake, I thought I was in a good hurry.

It was only an hour late to pour snow from the sky, so snow would have piled up on the road.

Eugene hasn't said a word before.

He picks a chocolate potato chip and puts it in the mouth of a cassava occasionally. He only eats wazak and has a lot of thoughts.

Eugene would also know why Yoochan suggested this trip.

You might expect two people who have been so vague to be deeper on this journey.

No matter how blunt the relationship was, Eugene was not a fool.

I drove in for about 30 minutes and I saw a hotel standing a long way.

Poyan steam is emerging all over the town as the name of a hot spring village.

The heat of the hot springs blooming in the dark snow was enough to catch Eugene's gaze.

The eunuch goes a little deeper, recalling the map he memorized in his head.

Yuchan's reserved ryokan is a luxury oriented inn with only four teams of guests at a time.

Ten more minutes of driving, a traditional Japanese wooden object appeared among the bamboo groves with spectacular orange lights.

"Wow...."

The inn situated in the dark bamboo forest is like a luxurious mansion with a yogi.

Moreover, timely scattering of the eyes stimulates a mystical sensation.

When the carrier is unloaded, the snow builds up like a cotton candy and makes a pounding sound from its feet.

"Here, isn't it a little expensive?"

"It's okay, sir. It's a lot of money."

Eugene, who thought he was just going to sleep in such a place, was unexpectedly impressed by his luxurious appearance.

Of course, it was a kind of test that did not stop Mr. Yuan from paying alone.

If the money I spent on her had been such a pity, I would have somehow felt uncomfortable.

I was going to give it back later if it worked out well with the teacher.

Soon after pressing the doorbell, the door opened.

A female employee who was kneeling in kimono was waiting as she entered the front door of Ryokan, which was also in the form of a 'd'.

This is Ryokan, so you should call it the Nakai Prize.

"Thank you for visiting Irat Shaimasse, Shinkei Ryokan. What is the name of your booker?"

I once again had the opportunity to show off in front of Eugene, who studied Japanese so hard.

When the smooth Korean language came out of the employee's mouth, Yuchan was unintentionally discouraged.

Some employees may speak a foreign language if this is a luxury facility.

"Eucharistic. I booked a room in Smyre."

"Yes, please come this way."

A somewhat awkward employee guided the room on a number of steps.

The inn itself seems to be a cultural festival.

Indoor gardens on the left side of the hallway, the Dadami floors, and the paintings of the Deboney clan make the Japanese decorations unobtrusive.

Leo Khan's annex is where Yuan was guided.

It was the best room to reach across the garden.

An employee who opens the door with caution, like any noble guest, bows his head and speaks.

"Feel free to use the facilities within the villa. It's too late. Want to put up a meal?"

"Please."

"Thank you."

The employee, who remained polite until the end, stepped out of the room and closed the door carefully.

Eugene, who was suffocating in a hyper-friendly attitude, felt like he was going to live a little.

"I feel completely empty. It's a burden."

"I will."

"The room is great. Is this all we use here?"

Eugene is already excited and laughs everywhere.

We decided to explore the room together, as it would be a great time before the meal came in.

It looks more modern than a completely gorgeous Japanese traditional toilet.

Dadami floors and pavilions are covered in old fashioned doconomies, but there is a glass window on the balcony that opens the slip door.

There was an attic overlooking the garden on the second floor, and the room next to the stairs leading up to the attic has a fireplace for guests who want to sleep in the bed.

"Wow... I love you..."

"Eugene, would you like to come over here?"

Eugene is already fascinated by the charm of the annex.

I can't keep my mouth shut and follow Yucata who was raised on the counter with a chewing gum behind her.

There was a separate indoor hot spring next to the shower.

"Is this the hot spring?"

"It looks like there's a hot spring outside the room, and it's ready to be enjoyed inside. It looks like a white cedar."

There was a Hinoki indoor bath with indoor hot springs and an open-air bath with outdoor snow.

This is worth a fortune.

"Let's unpack and change first."

"Yes, yes!"

The Hihi-duk street Eugene takes the carrier and enters the bathroom. [Reviews] Bleaching is fragrant.

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