My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

(I’m thinking that you probably don’t know much about the so-called Yexiang. In fact, that kind of thing has the same meaning as the "nectar" of the Tibetan living Buddhas...

So in the future, don't be surprised when you see Tubo people smearing manure on your face in historical novels.)

There was an atrium inside the Japanese-style building, and they came to the position of the outdoor seating.

Yukino Yukoshita is sitting at this outdoor table, drinking coffee gracefully.

Obviously you can sell cuteness for a living, but this person just likes to be cold.

"Ah, it's really slow."

Xuexia, who can still wear Zong Wu Gao's uniform into a cool fashion, smiled softly at the two people, although for a moment, when he saw the hand they were holding, his eyes sharpened slightly.

"What is this doing?"

"It's just morning tea..."

The boy looked helpless: "I want to eat rice porridge, do you have pumpkin porridge and kimchi... If you don't have one, a Japanese breakfast will do."

"Mr Biqigu, can you not be so earthy?"

Biqigu, a countryman who thinks he is a tuna, disagrees: "I am a simple, thrifty and family-keeping, mature man, a standard family cook and reserve."

I added a Kansai accent as if it was showing off.

"Ah, you're starting to discredit Nagoya again."

Because Nagoya people’s ending is "mya", they are considered to be cats, so it is not wrong to say that this is one of the oral addictions of Kansai dialect.

By the way, when Miss Yukoshita sees a kitten or something, she silently "mya"...

It felt like she was talking to the cat, ridiculous and cute.

Yukoshita, meow, really want to pinch his face.

Yuihama Yui listened with a smile as they quarreled with each other early in the morning, greeted the clerk, and ordered the meal neatly.

"By the way, I just saw classmate Hai Laoming at the old building. I don't know if they will come too."

"Oh... most Ji Cai won't go."

Yukinoshita looked at Yui suspiciously, not knowing that this order was already completed, but when she wanted to ask, the morning tea she ordered was also delivered.

Bread and ham, fried eggs and salad, coffee, and orange juice are also available.

"Let's get started!"

"I'm gonna start now."

The teenagers put their hands together and started to move.

...... This kind of Western-style breakfast is a bit strange to have your hands folded.

Although he is respecting and thanking the food, but...he always thinks that there is no need to be so serious about Western food.

(Can you tell me the best breakfast is Chinese or Western?)

Biqigu, a person who loves traditional Asian food, has never liked bread, milk and ham...

Although in the past few years, he was eating these at school.

"First go to Fushimi Inari Taisha."

"Senbon Torii?"

"It's the one I saw on TV!"

The place is very famous, and the vermilion red torii gates are very spectacular.

"Then, then Tofukuji."

Yukoshita gently put down the teacup, and put his finger on his mouth thinking a little.

This is a habit of her thinking or indecisive.

Yui asked curiously, "What is the Tofukuji Temple so famous?"

Tofukuji...

Yahata searched for information about this place in his mind.

It is the largest temple in Kyoto, and it is also the headquarters of Rinzai Sect, one of the five branches of Zen in Japan.

(Linji Sect seems to have declined in China)

It is also a good place to enjoy the maple leaves, but Xuexia alone proposed it, and there must be some differences.

"After you go, you will understand."

Yukoshita smiled slightly... She gave a deadly eye when she said this.

Biqigu's action of drinking milk paused.

"Then it's Kitano Tenmangu Shrine."

Yukoshita looked at Yui and added, "This sister is going there to give Komachi blessings..."

"What what? What does it have to do with Komachi sauce?"

"It's Komachi's qualified blessing."

"It's a sister control..."

"This is the love for my sister! Don't talk about sister control—it's too much!"

…………

Looking down at Kyoto from the intersection of Fushimi Inari, I feel particularly comfortable.

"Ah, no, no, no...I can't..."

The two girls sat down on the bench panting, and Yui cheered because of the cool style and comfort.

Under the all-round snow, only in terms of endurance is quite good, similar to dumplings.

Standing not far from them, Biqigu took photos with their mobile phones, and the photos were one of the results of tourism that paralleled "tiredness."

This is what my sister asked to do. She seems to have not been to Kyoto yet.