When I returned to Akita City, it was already dark.

As night came, the temperature dropped a lot compared to daytime. When he walked out of the car, the cold wind rushing towards him made Ye Zhao subconsciously shrink his shoulders.

"The wind is really strong." He said to Fuji Ayako beside him.

However, it is already spring. Although the wind is cold, it is not as harsh as the wind in winter. After gradually adapting to it, it will not feel so unbearable.

Lunch was eaten outside, while Ayako Fuji suggested to make it herself after she went back. Since she took the initiative to propose, Ye Zhao also agreed happily.

The main dish of the dinner is chicken hotpot. When it comes to Akita Prefecture, the special products that must be mentioned are in addition to rice, sake, and beauty sedum, which is selected as one of the three famous Japanese chickens.

Although what is most impressive about Ye Zhao is the advertisement produced by a chicken skewer chain store in later generations.

A mainland chicken from the deep mountains of Akita, with its own green onion cumin seasonings, has gone through a lot of hardships and risked the danger of being eaten by a fellow Akita Dog, who was in the same hometown, and traveled all the way to the metropolis Tokyo, in order to send yourself into a chicken skewer shop and turn it into a steaming skewer.

...What kind of strange advertisement is this? At least consider the feeling of the chicken.

Although Ye Zhao's mind was instantly boring when he knew he wanted to eat chicken hotpot, he just sat at the dining table and took the bowl of his own that Fuji Aiko had served for him and ate the chicken in his mouth, all he could say was: "Ah, it tasted really good."

For dinner, I drank the sake that Ye Aki brought back from Saito's winery in the afternoon. When he noticed that his cup was empty, Fuji Ayako took the bottle and carefully filled it for him.

Halfway through, Fuji Ayako suddenly said: "It turns out that hot pot is delicious when you eat it with people who are close to you."

"Right?" Ye Zhao echoed, "I think so too. Maybe it's because this way of eating is very casual. If the relationship is not good enough, it will feel a little uncomfortable to eat."

Because they were going to go to the mountains to watch the snow the next morning, neither of them drank too much wine, but just took a few drinks to cheer up. After a bottle was bottomed out, they stopped.

"Does Ye Jun bring these wines back to Tokyo like this?" Fuji Ayako mentioned this matter again. "Actually, if you like Akita's sake, please ask Saito San and ask him to send some to Tokyo."

"It was just a whim. If I hadn't come to Akita, I wouldn't have thought of buying wine, so there was no need to mobilize people." Ye Zhao put down his chopsticks, drank half a cup of clear water, and changed the topic: "When it comes to snow, it is obviously white, but through the white snow, I think of red. If I could walk in the snow in a red kimono, the situation would be very beautiful."

Fuji Ayako corrected him, "The red kimono should be worn in January and February."

"Is that?" Ye Zhao's expression was taught, "So, the color of kimono must be changed accordingly in different seasons." After thinking about it, he asked again: "If you wear a red kimono now, will it be a bit inappropriate?"

"It's not that strict..." Fuji Ayako explained, "In today's era, the color matching of clothes has become much more casual, and it depends more on personal preferences."

"That's true." Ye Zhao nodded, "Now, it's more of the decision to decide these things is the human will." Unlike in ancient times, it was not as rude to wear clothes strictly according to the season, otherwise it would be ridiculed.

Having said that, it is still a little regretful to not see Fuji Ayako walking in the snow in a red kimono.

Perhaps because he noticed this, after dinner, Fuji Aiko asked again: "Ye Jun really wants to see me wearing a red kimono?"

"Think." Ye Zhao replied without thinking. Fuji Aiko refused to ask him to help clean the dining table. Now he was sitting in front of the small bar next to him, looking at her busy figure bored.

"After going to Beijing, all the things here have been brought to Tokyo one after another, leaving only a part of them. There are a few red kimonos in Tokyo, but there is no... I don't have time to customize them, and I don't want to wear rented kimonos." Speaking of this, her tone paused, "However, although there is no red kimonos, there is a single one that was worn when I was young."

"Cai Zisang is also very young now." Ye Zhao said with a smile.

Fuji Aiko glanced at him, "...If Ye Jun doesn't dislike him, how about wearing this outfit?"

"On the contrary, not only do not dislike it, but also look forward to it from the bottom of my heart."

"Say some beautiful words." Fuji Ayako blamed him symbolically, "However, if you don't see a decent snow scene after you go, it would be a bit funny to dress like this."

"It's okay. If that's the case, I'll just switch to the ski resort." Ye Zhao said, "I've always been optimistic about these things." He didn't forget to take the opportunity to joke, "...I'm really not good, so I'll change into a kimono now, and we can sit in the yard and drink in the corner of the wall."

"Not funny at all." Fuji Ayako reminded.

This is also true. It is okay to say it casually about the snow in the yard, but if you really change into a kimono for the sake of it, that situation is not so funny, but rather a bit sad.

After cleaning up the dining table and kitchen, Fuji Aiko went up to the second floor, and Ye Zhao followed her into the He-style room.

If you open the sliding door of the closet and look at the contents of the storage inside, this room should be used to place old things, and the closets are tidy and neat. From these places, Fuji Aiko's high requirements for quality of life can also be seen.

"I remember it was packed here..." Fuji Aiko muttered quietly while moving the old things inside out bit by bit.

Seeing her working so hard, Ye Zhao felt a little sad and felt that it had caused her trouble. However, thinking that her wish would be satisfied by her, she turned around and expected that she could find it as soon as possible.

Finally, Fuji Aiko took out a box hidden in the deepest part of the closet and patted it gently, "...this should be true." As she said that, she slightly opened the box one-third, revealing a corner of the lead-colored kimono.

However, compared to the kimono, Ye Zhao, who had been looking at the things in the closet curiously since the beginning, was attracted by the other things.

"Is this... a Japanese zheng?" After careful examination, Ye Zhao asked hesitantly.
Chapter completed!