Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense - Chapter 166
166 – Side Story – Honeymoon (1)
The long-awaited honeymoon day has finally arrived.
We hurriedly left the house, dragging our carriers, and patted Cheese’s chin as he came out to greet us at the front door. Cheese had a slightly depressed expression, perhaps regretting the brief separation.
“Cheese, take good care of the house.”
“When Grandma comes, tell her to come play with you, okay?”
“Meow.”
Here, the grandmother that Yuna is talking about refers to her aunt, or in other words, her mother-in-law. I thought it was a bit early to call her grandmother, but she herself said, “I’m a mother, so my mother is a grandmother!” The logic is amazing.
Anyway, I was worried about leaving the cheese alone, but my mother-in-law and my mom took turns visiting and looking after it, so I was less worried.
Yuna said that this situation felt like a preview of her daily life after giving birth.
“Let’s go, honey.”
“okay.”
There was a new option in the name or the title that was always just ‘Honey.’ I accepted it naturally and, holding the carrier, crossed the garden and headed to the garage.
It was still midwinter and the weather was quite chilly, but the smiles never left our faces.
I’m really looking forward to my honeymoon with my wife.
***
From noble mtl dot com
It took about 2 hours to get from Incheon Airport to Sendai Airport. If you are wondering why Sendai Airport instead of Haneda or Narita, it is because our destination, the ryokan, is close to Sendai Airport.
After that, we arrived at Sendai Station via the airport railroad, went out, got on a bus to Yamagata Prefecture at the bus stop marked No. 22, and finally arrived.
“Now, if I just ride this, it’s over.”
“I know.”
The problem is that here we have to change buses again.
Actually, since I have an international driver’s license, I could have rented a car, but for some reason, Yuna said she wanted to use public transportation this time, so I’m experiencing the walking life.
But this has its own charm, so I think it was a good thing that I didn’t drive here. If I had, I would have been able to see the scenery that I would have passed by without seeing.
“Wow, it’s a whole snowy field. Isn’t it?”
“Yeah, it’s really pretty.”
So, on the way to the final destination, Ginzan Onsen.
Yuna took photos one after another, exclaiming in admiration at the snowy landscape beyond the bus window. The scenery of the snow-covered village was exactly as depicted in movies and novels.
“Honey, look over there. Isn’t that the one in the picture we saw?”
“Oh, that seems right?”
Sometimes I feel happy when I see an unfamiliar building passing by.
“Honey, sit over here. I’ll take a picture.”
“okay.”
Sometimes, I became Yuna’s exclusive model and took pictures with the snow field spread out beyond the window in the background.
If it had been before, I would have felt like a child when I saw my wife’s innocent appearance, but today, I was also moved and joined in with excitement.
Perhaps it is not my first time traveling abroad, but the excitement I felt on the plane after a long time still lingers even now. Is this the excitement of traveling?
【You are a young couple. Are you from Korea?】
【Oh, yes.】
Just as it seemed like we were about to arrive at Ginzan Onsen, an old lady who looked to be in her 60s and was sitting next to me in the aisle spoke to me in a kind tone.
There were quite a few people in Japan who recognized Yuna, but since they were older, it seems like they just saw us as an ordinary couple from Korea.
【I used to go around like that with my grandfather too. I hope you have a good time and return to your home country.】
【Thank you.】
When I bowed my head and greeted her, Yuna, who was sitting next to me, seemed to have been listening to our conversation and followed suit by expressing her thanks. Seeing that, the old lady covered her mouth and laughed, then looked out the window.
“By the way, when did you learn Japanese?”
Meanwhile, Yuna looked at me with curiosity as I was conversing with my grandmother quite skillfully and poked me in the ribs.
By the way, I never told Yuna that I learned Japanese.
“Little by little. I studied it little by little when I had time between school and work.”
“Normally, I don’t have time. Anyway, my husband is a conscientious person.”
Yuna pouted, saying that she originally planned to be the interpreter, but now she thought it was unnecessary. She just has no idea where the idea came from.
“Isn’t that a good thing? It saves you the trouble.”
“But I wanted to show you that I’m good at Japanese.”
“Fuck, I’m proud enough even without showing you that.”
I never thought there would be a reason for that.
I know full well that my wife is an amazing person, even without me showing off. But she’s cute, so let’s take this opportunity to pat her.
【The next stop is Ginzan, Ginzan. Passengers getting off are….】
By the time I started to feel that most of the scenery that had been going on for about an hour was similar.
Soon after, a new landscape came into view beyond the snowy fields, along with the bus driver’s direct voice guidance. It was the sight of Ginzan Onsen, a famous spot in Yamagata Prefecture that I had seen in photos.
Although it was a bit far away, Yuna and I looked at each other and smiled brightly at the thought that we had finally arrived at the place we had been longing for.
Profit.
Soon the bus stopped, the doors opened, and passengers rushed to their seats. Among them was the old lady we had just spoken to.
【It’ll be cold after a long walk, so it would be good to warm your feet up before you go.】
【Oh, really? Thank you.】
The old lady who got out of the car with us gave us some useful tips and then quickly disappeared.
By the way, you mean soaking your feet… Oh, are you talking about that place? There are definitely people crowded together and soaking their feet. The surrounding area is covered in snow. It’s a strange sight.
My grandmother advised me to soak my feet in there, but I guess not many people want to expose their bare feet in the middle of winter. Yuna probably wouldn’t be that interested either…
“Honey, let’s go there too!”
… No. It seems like my taste has been hit just right.
“Are you okay? Aren’t you cold?”
“Hey, it’s so cold when you’ve come all this way? Hurry up, hurry up!”
“Yep, I’ll go.”
If the madam tells you to go, you have to go somewhere.
By the way, you can move so quickly while pulling a carrier. Is it because you’ve pulled a carrier every time you go abroad? Is this the demonstration of a skilled instructor?
“Oh, the floor is all wet… .”
Yuna, who had run first to soak her feet in warm water, had a sullen expression on her face as she looked at the wet wooden board. It was so wet that if she had sat down like that, her pants would have gotten wet.
“Yuna, let’s just lay this down and sit down. It’s waterproof so it’s okay if it gets wet anyway.”
“Is that okay? Thank you.”
So I took off the jumper I was wearing and put it on top of the pillow. It was a fairly warm day despite the heavy snowfall, so I didn’t shiver from the cold even after taking off my jumper.
Okay, let’s dip our feet in it.
Pong.
“Huh, it’s warm… .”
After taking off my socks and pulling up my pants to an appropriate length and dipping my legs in the warm water, I found myself squirming at the warm sensation rising up from below.
This is it, this is it.
“Good… If I eat fish cake soup like this, it’ll be really delicious.”
“Oh, I admit. I feel like drinking something like warm soup.”
I wonder if anyone would say we’re a couple. Even in this situation, we two are playing along, imagining the same thing. We used to be best friends, but now we’re soulmates. I think that’s the perfect description for our relationship.
“Eight.”
slam.
“Oh, now is not the time to play in the water.”
While I was enjoying the peace, Yuna splashed water on me by lightly kicking her feet in the water. The way she didn’t budge even when people tried to stop her was typical of Yuna.
“Tch, this isn’t fun. Would it be better if I played with you a little?”
“If you catch a cold while playing, you’ll be in trouble. Just bear with it for a little longer.”
As I stroked her head and spoke to her as if I was soothing a child, Yuna nodded with a look of understanding, her lips pursed. Why is she backing down so obediently?
Since, to Han Yuna, who I know, a step back is in line with the big picture for a two-step advance, I asked my wife, who was shaking her legs with a strange sense of anxiety.
“What are you up to now?”
“What are you up to with your wife? Are you afraid that I will do something bad?”
“Well, that’s not it… .”
You can’t say, ‘It’s not a bad thing, but he’s the type of person who jokes around all the time.’ That would really piss him off.
“I guess I’ll just have to endure it since it’s going to happen soon anyway?”
“Soon… . What do you mean?”
Yuna stood up from her seat and wiped her wet legs with the towel next to her, and I tilted my head involuntarily at her casual remark.
What on earth does that mean? You’re talking about playing in the water, which you’re going to do soon? But that’s impossible even when you get to the hot springs. In the first place, you’re going to use the bath separately, so how is that possible?
“Actually, the room we reserved has a private bath.”
“… … !?”
To me, who was overcome with doubt, Yuna bowed slightly and told me a shocking truth before suddenly leaving, carrying her carrier.
So, what does a private bath mean? It means we all use the same bath, right?
He told me to leave the room reservation up to him, so that’s why. Anyway, I can’t let my guard down.