After looking at the scenery with Ai for a few minutes, Uncle Mori walked over to Kouyu with a camera and said, "Kouyu, can you take a picture for us?"

"Oh." Kōyū responded, then got up, took the camera, changed his shoes, and walked to the front of the yard, waiting for Uncle Mori and Tamagawa Joji to pose.

Actually, when we talk about the pose, it's just two people standing side by side, at most smiling, but not even making a peace sign.

The two men are nearly a hundred years old combined, and their relationship is not that close, so it's impossible for them to put their arms around each other.

After Uncle Mori and Joji Tamagawa got into position, Kōyū calmly raised his camera, focused it, and said, "Then I'll take... 3... 2... 1."

Shortly after the shutter was pressed and the camera flash went out, Uncle Mori and Joji Tamagawa gathered around the camera to check the quality of the photo.

"Not bad." Tamagawa Joji nodded in satisfaction. "I'll get this photo printed out later. Thank you so much, kid."

Uncle Mori, standing to the side, nodded in agreement. Since Tamagawa Joji had no objections, the photo was acceptable.

Besides, he doesn't know much about photography; he can't tell the quality of teeth, as long as the people in the photo are clearly visible.

After handing the camera back to Tamagawa Joji, Kōsuke turned to look at Uncle Mori and asked, "Uncle, are we staying here tonight?"

"Okay." Uncle Mori nodded. "We'll stay here tonight and leave tomorrow morning."

"Are you tired, kids?" Tamagawa Joji realized that he had been so busy chatting that he had forgotten to arrange rooms for them. He then smiled and said, "I was too excited to see Mr. Mori earlier and forgot to take you to your rooms. It's all my fault, I'm sorry."

"What are you saying?" Uncle Mori quickly reached out to stop Tamagawa Joji, who was about to apologize to them, and said, "It's not Tamagawa's fault. There aren't any staff members here, and Tamagawa isn't a professional waiter, so it's normal for him to forget."

"Mr. Mori, I'll take the children to their rooms to rest first. Please come in and sit for a while."

With that, Tamagawa Joji patted Kōyū on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Little friends, I'll take you to your rooms to rest now."

Immediately afterwards, Kōyū and Ai were led to their respective room doors.

There are two rooms in total, one for men and one for women, separated only by a wall.

"Kids, if you're tired, feel free to rest in your rooms for a while. Watch some TV, read some comic books, or something. I'll have someone come and call you when dinner is ready," Tamagawa Joji said with a smile. "I won't disturb your rest any longer."

After saying that, he turned and left with rhythmic steps.

The two stood in front of the door without going inside. Guangyou watched Tamagawa Joji's departing figure and said, "That guy has such a good temper. Is he really a fan of Uncle?"

In fact, Kōyū had always been somewhat skeptical about this. The probability of encountering a free hot spring just by taking a random bus was really too small.

Moreover, Uncle Mori's fame is only significant in Tokyo, and this area belongs to Kanagawa Prefecture, so theoretically, his fame shouldn't have spread here yet.

The driver's earlier statement that "everyone knows him" made Guangyou wonder if he was the only one living there.

There are probably no more than ten fans in Yamato City, and yet they ran into one?

Isn't that just too lucky?

"Why think so much?" Ai said. "Anyway, you haven't seen any problems yet, and we're leaving tomorrow. Even if he has problems, it shouldn't affect us."

"That's true." Kōyū smiled. "Maybe I'm just being too suspicious. By the way, Ai, want to watch TV together?"

Ai shook her head and said, "I'm not interested in television."

"Okay, I'll go first..."

Before Kōyū could finish speaking, Ài asked, "What? Can't I go in and read?"

Upon hearing this, Guangyou paused for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Of course, as long as you think my TV is too loud."

"I'll go put my bag in the room first."

After saying that, Ai opened the door to the next room and went inside.

"This girl..."

Guangyou smiled and shook his head, then walked into the room in front of him.

The room is about 30 to 40 square meters in size, which is obviously enough to meet the sleeping needs of Guangyou and the others as a bedroom.

Furthermore, because it adopts a traditional Japanese decorating style, there is no bed in the room, making the whole room feel very spacious.

The interior decoration of the house is consistent with the exterior, following a Japanese style, and it is a particularly traditional Japanese style.

The interior design emphasizes practicality, with virtually no unnecessary decorations. The color scheme leans towards natural wood tones, aiming to create a simple, natural style while also conveying a clean, elegant, and comfortable feel.

Perhaps for comfort, a beanbag chair, also known as a beanbag chair, is placed here. Its color scheme matches the decor, so it doesn't look out of place.

"Looks like this guy's got plenty of money; his TV's pretty high-end." Guangyou leaned back on the beanbag chair, looking at the TV in front of him, and said, "Maybe I'm just overthinking it..."

He was actually worried that Tamagawa Joji might be after something from them, but upon closer inspection, he realized that they didn't seem to have anything to gain.

He has money, but Tamagawa Joji shouldn't be lacking. As for people... judging from the current situation, could it be that Tamagawa Joji has feelings for Uncle Mori?

"You seem quite content," Ai's uniquely cool voice rang out. "Or perhaps I should go back to my room?"

"No, we're already here, there's no reason for us to leave." Guangyou snapped out of his daze, patted the empty spot on the beanbag chair, and said, "Come sit down and watch."

The beanbag chair isn't very big, but it's just big enough for two adults to sit side by side. Needless to say, it can definitely fit two children.

Sensing Kouyu's hopeful gaze, Ai hesitated for a moment before walking to the beanbag chair and sitting down.

"What book are you reading?" Kōyū asked, pulling Ai into his arms. "Is it that travel story again?"

"no."

Ai seemed used to Kōyū's little gestures, and even shifted her position to make herself more comfortable. "I'm reading 'Relativity,' do you want to read it with me?"

"The one by Einstein?" Guangyou shook his head upon hearing the title. "Forget it, that book isn't for me. I'll just keep watching TV."

"I don't think this book is suitable for you either," Ai teased mercilessly, "because you won't understand it at all."

Upon hearing this, Guangyou raised his voice: "Are you looking down on me?"

"No, I'm just stating a fact." Ai raised her hand, placed the book in front of Kouyu, and said, "Or could you explain to me what the underlined part means? I don't quite understand it."

Looking at the contents, Kōyū fell silent, then pushed the book back in front of Ai and said, "You continue reading, and I'll continue watching TV. It's decided then."

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