Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

167 – Side Story – Honeymoon (2)

The ryokan that Yuna and I arrived at was located in the deepest part of this hot spring town.

You can find it by climbing a slightly sloping hill. Unlike its quiet exterior that boasts history and tradition, the building is very large and the interior is also very clean.

【Confirmation complete. Please leave your luggage with the staff and follow me.】

The proprietress of the ryokan, who often appears in novels and comics, greeted us politely and showed us to our room kindly. As we followed her, a male and a female employee followed us, each holding the suitcases we had brought.

Knock knock.

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“and!”

“oh….”

As soon as we arrived at the room, the hostess opened the sliding door and a familiar Japanese tatami room scene appeared.

However, it was a bit different from the scenery you would normally see in a private home, as the furniture and decorations everywhere revealed that it was a rather luxurious ryokan.

Next to the room, there was a separate space for drinking tea, and beyond that, there was a large window that gave a panoramic view of the bamboo forest.

On the right were two large beds that felt quite different from the tatami room. It was quite surprising to me, as I had assumed that people would naturally sleep on futons in a ryokan.

Yuna said that she booked a wayoshitsu (和洋室) room because she thought it would be cold to sleep on the floor in the winter. To put it simply, it is a type that is a mix of Japanese and Western styles.

Rather, it’s good.

【There are two private baths in the guest room if you go out through the side door. In addition, there is a bamboo grove bath, which is a family bath that is the pride of our ryokan. If you would like to use it, please come at the assigned time of 8 o’clock. Thank you.】

As we unloaded our luggage, the hostess continued her explanation, sending away all the menial workers. The sight of the sights outside the inn, lined up with smiling faces without a single blockage, was so overwhelming that it was almost overwhelming.

As expected, the hostess of such a high-class ryokan is not just anyone’s job. Even just hearing her speak, you can feel the hospitality she gives you.

【Oh, and when should I prepare dinner?】

“When do you want to eat? Aren’t you starting to get hungry?”

“Okay, let’s have it ready right away.”

It was still around 5 o’clock, but since even Mt. Geumgang looks better after a meal, I decided to fill my stomach first. I asked just in case, and they said that they could eat after 5 o’clock.

【Then would you please prepare it right away?】

【Okay, then please wait a moment while drinking the tea that has been prepared.】

The hostess bowed her head and got up from her seat, pushed the sliding door a little further to the side, picked something up, and got up from her seat. There was a tray of welcome tea that she didn’t know when it had been brought.

I think it was the employee who brought it earlier, but I didn’t feel any movement. He’s not a ninja or anything.

“Honey, bring it over here and let’s drink. The view here is really nice.”

“I wonder?”

Before I knew it, I had moved to the window I had seen earlier, and approached my wife, who was waving her hand, and placed a tray on the table.

And then, with my arm around Yuna’s shoulder, I enjoyed the view beyond the bamboo forest. Since the room we were staying in was on a high floor, I could see the snowy field beyond at a glance, creating a very sentimental view.

“I guess it was a good idea to come, right?”

“Yes, the landlady was very kind too.”

As I smiled and listened to my wife’s words, I felt the air become cold. When I glanced down, I saw Yuna looking up at me with cold eyes.

“You’re eyeing that new woman? It’s our honeymoon after all.”

“… Oh my, I can’t live like this”

A sigh escaped my lips at the jealous line. It wasn’t because Yuna was jealous. Although Yuna was jealous, she wasn’t the type of person who would point out such things.

Because I just know. That these words are Yuna’s own way of courting.

side.

“Hehehe.”

So, as my wife requested, I kissed her at eye level, and her expression immediately relaxed and she started laughing without a care. As expected, it seemed like I got the answer exactly right.

“After dinner, how about going out on a date? The hostess said earlier that we could go see the bamboo forest.”

“The sun has already set. Is there anything to see?”

“… Oh, I didn’t think of that.”

This time, he asked Yuna out on a date, even though she was telling him that she lacked love, but the fact that it was getting dark outside was holding him back.

The sun has not yet completely set, but it is clear as day that it will soon disappear completely beyond the mountain ridge. This means that the short days in winter are no different in Korea or Japan.

Hurup.

We thawed our frozen bodies from the ride here by drinking such warm tea and didn’t leave until the meal arrived.

I had a strong feeling that it was a good idea to come.

***

Dinner was quite luxurious, as expected from a high-class ryokan. It was served in the typical kaiseki style, and we were able to taste representative Japanese dishes such as sashimi and sukiyaki.

“Wow, the alcohol tastes good too.”

“Phew, that makes you sound like an old man.”

“You’re an old man, and you’re not even thirty yet.”

Since it would be a shame to not have alcohol in a place like this, I ordered two bottles of sake. After pouring the warm sake into my glass and sipping it, I let out a reaction. Yuna covered her mouth full of large bubbles and laughed.

“Yuna, eat some of this too.”

“huh.”

Next to the bowls full of food, I took the beef and mushrooms that were boiling in a pot the size of my palm and handed them to Yuna. Yuna filled it with a generous amount of ponzu sauce and smiled happily.

You have to know that eating well is a blessing, whether it’s now or in the past.

“It’s delicious… Don’t you think it’s better than the Japanese restaurant we went to before?”

“I see. Is the taste of the mainland different?”

I said that as if I agreed with Yuna’s sentiment, but honestly, to me, it wasn’t much different from the Japanese restaurant I went to back then. They were both delicious enough.

However, today, perhaps because of the honeymoon atmosphere and the sight of Yuna, who was rarely seen across the street in a yukata, I couldn’t help but feel that today’s meal tasted even a little bit more delicious.

I think that food is influenced by many surrounding factors in addition to its own taste.

Anyway, as long as they’re both delicious, that’s fine.

“Haha… Somehow, being like this makes me feel like my dream has finally come true.”

“dream?”

As I poured sake into Yuna’s glass and toasted, and the mood was getting more and more relaxed, I inadvertently expressed a question at the words Yuna blurted out.

The dream Yuna was talking about wasn’t about marriage, was it? I think I’ve heard that before.

Yuna answered me with a smile, downing the sake coolly as I tilted my head.

“Actually, even after the wedding, it didn’t feel real. That you and I were finally getting married, that the scenery I saw in my dream that day was finally coming true….”

“Me too. At least I was able to adapt because the relationship lasted a long time, but it wasn’t like that after marriage. I’m surprised every morning when I wake up.”

Yuna opened her eyes wide as if curious at my over-the-top reaction that was unusual for her.

“why?”

“It’s amazing that such a pretty wife is sleeping next to me.

“Fit… You speak well.”

Despite the hundreds, thousands, maybe even tens of thousands of compliments on her looks, my wife looked at me with her chin resting on her hand with such loving expression.

There are many times when I feel that this person loves me, but I think the moment when I feel it the most is this moment. When I reveal that I love you, and when you are happier than anyone else.

That would be a reaction that could only come out if the person himself didn’t care about himself that much.

“Whew, I’m a little tipsy… .”

As the alcohol poured in one glass, two glasses at a time, Yuna also showed her drunkenness with her eyes looking hazy.

Somehow, memories of when I went on the graduation trip came flooding back vividly, but I quickly realized that I wasn’t acting like I did then.

That’s understandable, because there is no reason between us to resort to such shallow measures anymore.

“Don’t drink too much, or you’ll have a hard time going to the hot spring later.”

“Yeah, so I’m trying to control myself as much as possible. By the way, are you okay?”

“I guess I’ve been drinking more lately. Strangely, I feel fine.”

I’m not a very strong drinker, so normally I’d be pretty drunk after drinking this much. But today, I’m strangely sober. Is this the power of the honeymoon?

dripping.

-【Did you enjoy your meal?】

As dinner was coming to a close, there was a knock on the sliding door and an unfamiliar voice. I thought it was probably the female employee who had brought us dinner earlier.

It would be rude to suddenly come into the guest room and say that you’re going to clear the dishes, so you’re asking if they’re finished eating in this roundabout way? You’re very considerate in many ways.

【yes.】

– 【Then I will clear the dishes for you.】

【please.】

Knock knock.

As soon as I gave permission, another female employee came in besides the one I saw earlier and started filling up a tray with dishes in an instant. It must have been quite heavy, but she was able to carry it well with her delicate arms.

“Yeah, honey… .”

“Are you really sleepy? Should I wake up and go into the bath?”

As soon as the employees disappeared, Yuna came up to me and called out to me, leaning her head on my shoulder and whining.

When I asked her surreptitiously if she was sleepy because she was drunk, Yuna shook her head with her face buried in it like a child. Anyone who saw her would think she was five years old, not twenty-five.

“No… I want to go in now.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, but I’m a little drunk….”

Yuna, who had been holding my hand gently, moved it over the knot that was tying her yukata. Then, in a voice soaked with intoxication, she whispered in my ear, her voice moist and conveying her request.

“…Can you take off my clothes?”

“… … .”

No further answers were needed.