Otherside Picnic: Volume 4 by Iori Miyazawa

Author:Iori Miyazawa [MIYAZAWA, IORI]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J-Novel Club

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“Huh? I feel like I’ve been here before,” Toriko said, mystified, as she looked around in front of Seibu-Chichibu Station.

“You only just realized?!” I said in exasperation. “We came here that time with Hasshaku-sama, remember? We were at a shrine in Chichibu when we came back from the other world.”

“Oh! That was here! I remember now. We caught a taxi on a mountain road, came back here... ate some katsudon at the station, and went home, right? It had a gaudy name. What was it again?”

“Golden Waraji Katsu.”

“Yeah, that was it. That wasn’t so long after I first met you, huh? Oh, the memories,” Toriko said fondly.

I don’t think it had been so long that she should be feeling nostalgic, but it felt so far in the past now. I still didn’t trust Toriko back then, and Toriko couldn’t have known what kind of person I was. I think our relationship changed a lot in the six months since then. But as for how it had changed... I wonder. I didn’t really know, but it had gotten a lot better. I think that much was certain.

There was a building with a number of facilities, including a hot spring for people making day trips to the area, as well as a food court, attached to the station building. It was full of climbers who were about to go up the mountain, or had climbed in the early morning and were on their way back. It was just about noon, but from the way things looked, all the restaurants were going to be packed.

“What do we want to do? Are people hungry?” I asked, and Kozakura, who already looked sick of the crowds, shook her head.

“Food can wait. Let’s get to the hotel first.”

“Okay. Is that cool with you, too, Toriko?”

“Sure. Let’s go.”

The hotel offered a shuttle service, but if we called now, it would probably take some time for it to arrive, so we decided to take a cab instead. If Toriko and I split the bill, it wouldn’t be too expensive... probably.

I feel like my spending has gotten out of control ever since I met Toriko. The old me never would have used a taxi here. If this was what happened when I had too much financial leeway, I might have less self-restraint than I thought.

We caught a cab in front of the station and loaded Kozakura’s suitcase into the trunk. When Toriko and I didn’t put our own bags in there as well, the driver seemed mystified. Our guns were in them, though, so we didn’t want to let them out of hands’ reach.

The taxi left the station and headed towards the mountains. We drove along the twisty mountain roads for about half an hour. The higher the car climbed, the more the greenery around us took on a yellow tinge. When maybe a third of those yellow leaves had turned to red ones, we spotted a large building emerging from the trees. It was an aged wooden structure, with a large tree spreading its branches out over top of the tiled roof.

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