Several days had passed since they went fishing at Toyosu Park, and spring break was gradually coming to an end.

"Ding ding dong, ding ding dong," the bells jingled melodiously.

"Meiji?"

"Starting tomorrow, I have two days off."

"Great, let's go to Izu!"

"Izu?"

"On Valentine's Day, didn't we have the specialty cuisine of Izu Mountain Hot Spring Inn at your place? Besides, I recently re-watched 'The Dancing Girl of Izu,' so I wanted to visit there."

"Suit yourself. But if this lady isn't happy..."

"I'll give you a massage, guaranteed comfort!"

"Shut up."

"Then what do you propose?"

"Let me think... 'The Dancing Girl of Izu'... Here's what we'll do, if I'm not having fun, you'll wear a geisha outfit, do your makeup like a geisha, and dance for me."

"Meiji, have you read another book by Kawabata Yasunari?"

"Which book?"

"'Tokyoites.' Although I've been in Tokyo for only a year, when it comes to acting like a Tokyoite, I'm absolutely exquisite..."

Jiutiao Meiji didn't say a word.

"Hello? Meiji?"

The sounds of "beep, beep" indicated the call was disconnected.

As spring break was about to end, Dubian Che and his Meiji were getting ready to head to the Izu Peninsula.

Staying just one night, he brought nothing; he would buy clothes there.

He had thought Jiutiao Meiji did the same, but when she got out of the car, Shizuru handed him a bag.

"What's this?" he asked curiously.

"Kimono," Jiutiao Meiji answered.

She wore an ice-blue cardigan with a hood, the front wide open, revealing the impressionistic print of the T-shirt underneath, paired with simple black joggers.

Slim and graceful, she looked both beautiful and chic, perfect for being active.

"Kimono?" Dubian Che unzipped the bag, and a luxuriously exotic pattern caught his eye.

"You can wear it if I'm not having fun."

"Is it just me being paranoid, or does it feel like you're preparing to be unhappy right from the start?"

"We'll see how you perform." Jiutiao Meiji, in a good mood, led the way to the station, "Let's go."

"Hold on." Dubian Che threw the bag to Shizuru, "Send this to the inn I booked, find the address yourself! Oh, and prepare some clothes for changing!"

After that, no matter the murderous look on Shizuru's face, he caught up with Jiutiao Meiji.

At Dubian Che's request, they mostly used public transportation.

Taking the Izu express, they arrived at their first destination:

Atami, located in East Izu.

"Izu, in the Island Country of Honshu, is where cherry blossoms bloom earliest in the year, and Atami..."

"Stop with the pointless info, take me to eat first, or I'm going to be unhappy."

"..."

While searching for food, they unintentionally came upon a cherry blossom lane.

The cherry trees on either side were tall and large, their branches spreading over the road and connecting overhead.

The splendid cherry blossoms transformed the road into a natural tunnel.

Dubian Che, smiling, said to Jiutiao Meiji:

"It's said that couples who walk hand-in-hand through this cherry blossom tunnel will stay together forever and grow old together."

"Is that so?"

"I did my homework before coming here," Dubian Che proudly stated.

"It's not something you just made up, is it?" Jiutiao Meiji eyed him suspiciously.

"It is something I just made up."

Jiutiao Meiji glared at him, her gaze quite intimidating.

"I mainly wanted to hold your hand." Dubian Che spread open his left hand, "Come on, sweetheart."

"Dear, if there's a next time, I'll divorce you," Jiutiao Meiji said with a grin as she placed her right hand in Dubian Che's.

"Fights aside, let's not joke about divorce."

Dubian Che looked serious, as if they really were married, which got him a sidelong glance from Jiutiao Meiji.

Hand in hand, they strolled down the cherry blossom lane bathed in pink.

Dubian Che, from time to time, whispered something to Jiutiao Meiji, making her smile.

Occasionally, Jiutiao Meiji would roll her eyes, nod in response, or show disdain.

Unknowingly, she interlaced her fingers with Dubian Che's.

They could feel each other's fingers and simultaneously squeezed back, securing their grip.

This hand-holding was closer and not easily broken.

The couple found a fancy restaurant and dined casually.

"Atami doesn't have many sights; it's famous mostly for its hot springs. Shall we go for a dip?" Dubian Che asked.

"Travel all the way from Tokyo just for a hot spring? Not happy."

"After we finish, let's head to the next stop!"

Nan Izu, Xiatian.

It was a very ordinary city.

No night views like Roppongi, no luxury like Ginza, no trends like Shibuya, no second-hand stores like Harajuku.

But holding hands and walking on a simple crosswalk, they were very happy.

The sunlight was warm, the streets spotless and crystal clear, and even the number of pedestrians was just right; everything was perfect.

They walked the streets for half an hour without doing anything else.

Midway, Dubian Che forcefully hugged Jiutiao Meiji and took several photos with the peach blossoms by the roadside as their backdrop.

"Not happy," Jiutiao Meiji declared, tired.

"After walking so long, suddenly not happy?"

"Just walking can make you happy, are you Forrest Gump?"

"Forrest Gump ran."

"Huh?" Jiutiao Meiji's gaze sharpened.

"Next stop!"

"I'm tired."

"I'll carry you!"

Dubian Che bent down in front of Jiutiao Meiji, who flopped onto his back, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I feel slightly better," she said contentedly.

"Then I'll carry you for a lifetime," Dubian Che laughed.

"Are you implying that my legs are broken?"

"No," Dubian Che headed toward the tram platform, "I mean, legs as beautiful as yours shouldn't be walking on the ground."

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