“.......”

Like Uncle Matsumoto, Kiyoko didn't give Sakaki Makoto a chance to answer. She shook her ponytail, turned around and walked out. She just wanted to make a joke and get revenge.

"What a vengeful person..."

Shaking his head, Sakaki Makoto didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

In Hakone, he experienced an unprecedented enthusiasm, a feeling...

He had only seen it on Megure Jusan at the crime scene.

Crash...

"Hurry up and sit down!"

While Sakaki Makoto was distracted, Miss Miyano had already sat in front of the waterway, occupying the best position. She took off her shoes and socks, soaked her feet in the hot spring, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The water flow is neither fast nor slow, and the temperature is just right. Soaking your feet in it, all the fatigue in your body flies away in just a moment.

As a famous hot spring spot, it seems that every household in Hakone is connected to a hot spring.

"You're asking me to soak in your foot washing water..."

Glancing at the half of the calf exposed by Miss Miyano's rolled-up trousers, Sakaki Makoto pretended to be disgusted and said:

"Shall we switch places?"

"Oh..."

Miss Miyano raised her eyebrows and glanced over:

"That's great, you take a shower first tonight."

"Huh?"

Having suffered a loss, Sakaki Makoto quickly changed the subject:

"The bathtub is so big, it would be a waste of water for me to soak in it alone!"

"Is there still such a thing as wasting hot springs?"

"...The bathtub is too deep. I'm afraid you might fall in accidentally. I must...must protect you closely!"

"Oh, do I have to pay you then?"

"Of course!"

Sakaki Makoto smiled and sat down next to Miss Miyano and said:

“I have never been a person who works for free…”

"Don't touch anything in public!"